Welcoming the New Kid
Title: Welcoming the New Kid
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu/Changmin
Rating: NC-17
Length: One-shot
Genre: Smut
Summary: Yoochun and Changmin are nice enough to 'greet' the new kid with the huge ass.
A/N: This is technically an offshot of Practical Demonstration, but they're not really linked and you don't have to read that to understand this.
“Look, Min, there he is!”
“Geez, his ass really is huge.”
“What, you thought I was lying?”
“Not lying, no, but perhaps exaggerating.”
“I’d like to exaggerate him.”
Changmin rolled his eyes and looked down at Yoochun. “Hyung, that doesn’t make any sense.”
“Whatever. Let’s go say hi.” Yoochun grinned widely and grabbed hold of the younger man’s arm, dragging him over to the new student with the rather large posterior. “Hi there!” He exclaimed.
The boy looked up at them, startled.
Both Yoochun and Changmin’s eyes were drawn to his luscious lips, currently pursed in an adorable (and highly nibble-able) pout. Instantly, they thought of what it would be like to have that succulent mouth wrapped around -
“Um, hello.”
“I’m Park Yoochun, and this is Shim Changmin. We would like to welcome you to our school!” Yoochun beamed.
The boy smiled shyly and bowed. “I’m Kim Junsu. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Say, Junsu.” Yoochun slung an arm around the smaller boy’s shoulders, steering him towards one of the school buildings. “You just moved here, right?”
“Right,” Junsu nodded.
“So, you probably don’t have any friends here yet, right?”
“Right,” Junsu repeated, albeit a bit quieter, as though he were embarrassed.
“Well, how do you fancy being friends with us?” Yoochun grinned.
Changmin, on the other side of Junsu, rolled his eyes again and scoffed. “Hyung, don’t be weird. That’s not the kind of thing you ask someone that you just met.”
“Why not?” Yoochun looked crestfallen, but his arm remained around the new student.
“Because, Junsu may not want to be your friend. He doesn’t even know you.”
“Well that’s what being friends is all about!” Yoochun argued, smiling. “Getting to know each other! And I want to get to know Junsu.”
You want to get to know his ass, Changmin thought. Not that I blame you, but still, do you have to be so obvious?
“I wouldn’t mind being your friend,” Junsu murmured, looking between the two boys hopefully. “Like you said, I just moved here and don’t really know anyone, so…”
Yoochun grinned wolfishly. “How about you come to mine tonight, then? Min, you’ll come too, won’t you?”
Changmin took note of the devilish gleam in Yoochun’s eyes and his heart rate sped up. Yoochun was already planning something with the new boy, something interesting, and Changmin did not want to miss out.
“I’ll be there,” he said. “But the bell’s about to go any second, so we should really get to class. Junsu, meet us by the gate at the end of the day?”
The smaller boy smiled, eyes crinkling, and the other two tried to remember that this was school, and jumping Junsu in the middle of the corridor was not appropriate.
“Okay! By the gate at the end of the day.” Just as they were about to walk off, Junsu called out to them in a worried voice. “Ah, wait! Um… You’re not… just going to leave me there, are you? You do actually want to be my friends, right?” His brow furrowed and those delicious lips pursed again.
Both Yoochun and Changmin’s hearts melted (and their lower regions stirred) at the expression, the temptation to screw school rules and screw Junsu against the wall almost overwhelming. The new boy was too cute for words.
“Of course we’re not going to leave you,” Yoochun reassured him. “We just met you - why would we want to do something to hurt you?” He resolutely ignored the suggestive look that Changmin was giving him. “Honestly Junsu, we just want to welcome you.”
After hesitating for a moment and biting his lip, Junsu nodded. “Okay. Sorry for being paranoid. It’s just, you know… First day and all…”
Yoochun patted him on the shoulder. “No worries. We understand. We really are nice guys, though.” Again, he ignored Changmin, who was most likely rolling his eyes once more. “See you later, then.” He winked, pulling Changmin along behind him.
Junsu stood there for a moment, wondering if being their friend and going back to Yoochun’s was really the best idea in the world. After all, he had only just met them.
Oh, stop worrying, he reprimanded himself. What’s the worst that could happen?
★ ★ ★
“Um… What’re you doing?”
“Oh, sorry - I usually take my clothes off as soon as I get home. Why, does it bother you?”
Junsu’s wide eyes were looking anywhere but at the half-undressed Yoochun. “Uh, no, it’s fine. I mean; it’s your house. I just, uh, I wasn’t expecting it…”
“If it’d make you feel more comfortable, you could take your clothes off too,” Yoochun suggested, folding his trousers over the back of his computer chair. “Besides, we’re all guys here; it’s not like seeing each other in our underwear is a big deal or anything.”
“Hyung,” Changmin sighed. “You’re being weird again. I’m sure that Junsu doesn’t want to get naked with two guys he barely knows.”
“Really?” Yoochun pouted. “Oh, okay… What about you though, Min? You’re usually okay with it.”
Changmin deliberated for a moment before huffing and pulling his shirt off. Neither he nor Yoochun missed the way that Junsu’s eyes ran over his toned chest. They both smirked discreetly.
“So, Junsu,” Yoochun started, sitting crossed legged on his chair and gesturing for the smaller boy to sit on the bed. “How do you like it here so far?”
Junsu sat down slowly, still rather alarmed at the sudden lack of clothes. “Um, it’s okay. I’ve not really been here long enough to form a proper opinion. Obviously I miss my old friends and stuff, but it seems like a nice place and I don’t think living here will be too bad.”
“Did you have lots of friends at your old school?” Changmin asked, sitting next to Junsu on the bed.
“Ah, a fair few.”
“What about a girlfriend?” Yoochun leered. “Or… boyfriend?”
Changmin groaned in exasperation, wondering - not for the first time - why he was friends with the older boy. “Hyung. Seriously. Did no one ever teach you how to behave in proper society? There are some things that you just don’t ask strangers. Their sexuality is one of them.”
Yoochun pouted again, but before he could respond to Changmin, Junsu spoke up.
“Um, it’s okay… I… I don’t mind…” He blushed and looked down at his lap. “I had a boyfriend. But the distance was too far and we knew we probably wouldn’t see each other again, so… We broke up.”
“I’m sorry,” Changmin said, placing a consoling hand upon the new student’s shoulder. Subtly, he felt the muscles and sent a meaningful look to Yoochun.
“Bah, who needs him anyway?” Yoochun grinned, fully understanding Changmin’s silent message: under his clothes, Junsu was built. “You have us now.”
Junsu chuckled. “I’m not sure it’s quite the same. I mean, the stuff we did, I… wouldn’t really do with friends.” His cheeks reddened further at the implication of his words.
“Oh?” Yoochun leant forwards, intrigued. “What kind of stuff did you do?”
Avoiding their eyes, Junsu murmured, “Well, I’m not a virgin, if that’s what you’re asking.”
Changmin’s breath hitched, imagining a thick cock spreading that firm ass wide. It was a shame that he’d already been taken, but at least he’d be easier to coerce.
Yoochun laughed. “That wasn’t what I was asking, but thanks for telling us anyway. And please know that we have nothing against gay people. Mainly because we’re gay ourselves.” He shrugged nonchalantly, grinning.
Junsu looked between them, startled. “Oh! Are you…?” He trailed off as he glanced from Yoochun to Changmin and back again, silently enquiring as to the nature of their relationship.
“We’re not together, no,” Changmin told him.
“But that doesn’t mean that we don’t help each other out,” Yoochun put in, wiggling excitedly in his chair. “Right, Minnie?”
Changmin, predictably, rolled his eyes. “Please don’t call me that. And yes, we do ‘help each other out’.” He turned to face Junsu, noting the boy’s expression: he was obviously interested in the conversation, but also looked to be rather nervous. Changmin would try to rectify that. Softly, he murmured, “Did you ever help out any of your friends, Junsu-yah?”
The new student gulped, but nodded once.
Changmin suppressed a smirk whilst Yoochun just grinned outright.
“Would you mind if Yoochun and I helped each other out now? It’s just, seeing him in only his boxers has gotten me kind of hot, you know? And I really want to touch him. You don’t mind, do you? If we get each other off?”
Junsu shook his head frantically, eyes wide and unfocused. He was breathing more harshly, the quick pants caressing Changmin’s bare shoulder.
“Let me put something on then,” Yoochun said, turning around and fiddling with the computer. “Something… appropriate.”
Junsu couldn’t help but snort when a film started playing. “Porn?”
“Do you have a problem with porn?” Yoochun queried, adjusting the sound before making his way over to the bed.
Shaking his head again, Junsu watched as Yoochun sprawled out next to Changmin, their legs entwining. Without waiting for even a moment they were touching each other; hands roaming over chests, fingers tickling at skin and hips pulsing to an unseen beat.
Junsu was transfixed.
He could hear the sound of the film and glanced over out of curiosity. He saw a guy take another guy’s cock deep in his mouth, his hands pushing the other’s legs apart. A small hole was revealed and soon there was one, two, three fingers filling it.
Junsu swallowed hard, his own hole twitching at the image. A groan to his left brought him back to reality.
Changmin’s hand was inside Yoochun’s boxers, moving methodically to bring the smaller to full hardness. Yoochun, meanwhile, was using both hands to tug Changmin’s school trousers down his legs, thumbs sweeping across the exposed skin, moaning lowly as his member was teased.
Breath hitching, Junsu felt his own cock swell rapidly. He couldn’t believe that the two attractive boys he’d met earlier in the day were touching each other on the bed right next to him. It was like something out of a fantasy.
Or a porn film, he thought, glancing back to the computer momentarily to see a third man enter the scene.
“Oh fuck Min, yes, like that,” Yoochun whimpered, head tilted back against the wall and hand fondling Changmin through his boxers.
The younger smirked, adjusting the angle of his arm so that Yoochun’s thick length was exposed to the air, providing Junsu with an excellent view.
With one hand, Yoochun wriggled out of his boxers before turning and dragging Changmin’s off as well. Both boys were left completely naked, hands wrapped around each other and pumping steadily.
“Junsu-yah,” Changmin murmured, startling the smaller boy. “You look hot… Why don’t you take your shirt off? It’ll cool you down, and we won’t mind.”
Flustered, Junsu could only stutter in response. Was all this really happening? With shaking fingers he began to undo his buttons, trying hard not to glance at the other two from the corner of his eye, but failing miserably. He watched entranced as Changmin’s hard cock throbbed in Yoochun’s hold, whilst a small bead of pre-come formed on the tip of Yoochun’s. Junsu had a sudden desire to lick it off.
Shrugging out of his shirt, Junsu’s cheeks grew redder. He could see the other two eyeing him and suddenly felt self-conscious under their burning gazes.
Changmin was quickly distracted though as Yoochun’s lips latched onto his left nipple, sucking harshly on the small nub. He groaned, whole body arching, and his grip tightened around Yoochun.
Junsu’s cock leapt in his underwear at the sounds the other boy was making. Never had he heard anything so sexy.
Without warning, Yoochun reached across Changmin’s writhing body to grope Junsu through his trousers. He moaned around Changmin’s nipple, eyes fluttering as he squeezed the smaller boy’s length. His fingers crawled up, tugging on the waistband, silently asking for Junsu to remove the offending article of clothing.
After only a moment of hesitation, Junsu was shifting around on the bed, pulling everything off until he was as exposed as the others. If two hot, naked boys wanted him undressed, then who was he to argue?
Instantly Yoochun’s hand was on him again, rubbing up and down Junsu’s erection. He circled the head, smearing the pre-come gathered there, before dipping his hand lower and gently rolling Junsu’s balls.
The smaller keened, legs spreading automatically. His fingers clenched in the bed sheets at his side, unsure of what he should be doing.
“Junsu-yah,” Yoochun moaned, grip firm on the other’s member. “Don’t you want to touch us? Feel how hard we are? Look at how hard Minnie is. His cock is practically pulsing in my hand. And fuck, he’s so huge I can barely hold him. Don’t you want to taste it, Junsu-yah? Have this big hard cock in your mouth?”
Junsu whimpered, his own cock leaking at Yoochun’s words. He locked eyes with the elder, breath catching as Yoochun opened his mouth, leant down and licked a drop of pre-come from Changmin’s tip.
The tallest boy groaned deep in his throat, hips lifting in an attempt to gain more contact.
Yoochun merely smirked, holding Changmin’s cock rigid by the base. He let go of Junsu’s straining erection, brushing his hands up the smaller boy’s body until he cupped the back of his neck. Using minimal force, he guided Junsu’s head down, making him change his position on the bed. Both boys curled up either side of Changmin’s flushed body. Yoochun’s fingers trailed along Junsu’s jaw-line, drawing him forward towards Changmin’s weeping length.
Cautiously, Junsu stretched his tongue out. He licked a wet stripe up the younger’s cock, moving back in for another taste soon after.
Moaning at both the feel and sight of Junsu’s ministrations, Changmin jumped when Yoochun’s tongue came out to play too.
They were both licking and sucking in earnest, sharing Changmin’s cock between them. Their tongues would meet on one side, only for them to drift up and share an open-mouthed kiss around the head of his erection. Their lips soon became covered in a mixture of salvia and pre-come, the glossy sheen only serving to excite Changmin more.
He wanted to plunge deep inside their mouths, feel those wet red lips wrap around the base of his length as he fucked their throats.
There was something else that he wanted to fuck more, though.
“Junsu-yah,” he whimpered. “Can I have your ass? I want to feel it -”
Yoochun sat up suddenly, frowning. “No fair! I wanted his ass.”
Junsu continued sucking on Changmin, unmindful of their argument.
“I asked for it first,” Changmin shrugged, breathing harshly as Junsu took him deep.
“I’m older!” Yoochun whined.
Changmin just shrugged again. “I asked first.”
Pouting and folding his arms across his chest, Yoochun demanded, “Well then what am I meant to do?”
Without wasting a second, Junsu let go of Changmin’s cock and leant over to Yoochun, sucking on him enthusiastically.
The older boy groaned, hands dropping to twine in Junsu’s hair. He met Changmin’s eyes and smirked, both obviously pleased with Junsu’s actions. Yoochun shifted back until he was leaning against the headboard, allowing Junsu room to stretch out and Changmin to position himself behind the smallest. He opened his bedside drawer, quickly throwing a tube of lubricant to his friend.
Catching it, Changmin licked his lips and gazed down at the rounded cheeks of Junsu’s firm ass. The boy was kneeling, chest bent low as he sucked on Yoochun, providing Changmin with a perfect view. He smoothed his hands over the globes, squeezing lightly, before spreading them apart and focusing on the twitching hole revealed.
Junsu moaned wantonly as he felt a tongue probing at his entrance, his own tongue painting wet patterns upon Yoochun’s cock. Whining when the feeling disappeared, Junsu wiggled his behind, hoping for Changmin to lick him again. His wish was granted, and Changmin pushed his tongue against the small opening harder, laving up and down and around, but always coming back to the middle, driving Junsu’s lust higher.
Yoochun watched, fingers clenching against Junsu’s scalp, as Changmin licked the smaller boy, wishing that he could have a taste himself. He was thoroughly enjoying having Junsu suck on him, though - the kid sure knew how to use his mouth. Yoochun constantly felt Junsu’s tongue swirling on the shaft, even when he was as far down his throat as possible. One hand was wrapped around the base of Yoochun’s cock, keeping him steady, whilst the other was scraping blunt nails across the inside of his thighs, pressing down on the stretch of skin between his balls and entrance. He trembled in Junsu’s mouth, consumed with pleasure.
Deciding that the smaller boy was more than relaxed enough, Changmin sat back on his haunches, covering two fingers in lube before thrusting them both inside of Junsu. He smirked as the other keened, guessing that the new student preferred to be stretched wide with only minimal preparation. Changmin thrust his fingers in harshly, twisting them around and curling them against Junsu’s prostate. He withdrew to the very edge of Junsu’s hole, twirling his fingers just inside the clenching opening.
Junsu mumbled incoherently around Yoochun’s cock (causing the latter to gasp and moan), but Changmin took it to mean, “Fuck me.” He quickly removed his fingers and slicked his cock.
Feeling the large blunt head press against his entrance, Junsu breathed deeply, forcing his body to open up and allow Changmin inside. His mouth dropped open, forehead creasing as Changmin pushed in. Never before had Junsu felt so open, so full. He choked back a groan, whole body quivering in ecstasy.
“Fuck, you’re so tight… Are you sure you’ve done this before? So tight, fuck…” Changmin rambled, fingers clenching on the fleshy cheeks of Junsu’s ass. His eyes rolled back, overwhelmed by the hot sheath and twitching muscles and fuck it was just perfect, nothing could be as good as being buried as far inside Junsu’s constricting channel as possible.
As soon as he saw that Changmin was inside, Yoochun took hold of Junsu’s head and brought his mouth back down around his dripping erection. He moaned loudly, legs spreading, when Junsu immediately resumed sucking him like his life depended on it.
Junsu pushed back against Changmin, signalling that it was okay for the younger to move.
Not wanting to come too soon, Changmin started out with shallow thrusts. He pulled out two or three inches at most before sliding back in, enjoying the soft globes of Junsu’s behind hitting his hips. He couldn’t sustain that pace for long though, soon speeding up, pulling out further and driving himself back in, hard.
Leaning over Junsu’s back, he whispered in the smaller boy’s ear, “Junsu-yah, you should finger Yoochun. He likes it, you know. Probably almost as much as you do.”
Moaning, Junsu quickly slid his fingers into his mouth, using his other hand to pump Yoochun in the meantime. His tongue twirled around the tip of the other’s cock as his fingers dipped down, trying to concentrate on pleasuring Yoochun and not surrendering to the pleasure given by Changmin.
The same moment that Junsu deep-throated Yoochun, he pushed a saliva-soaked finger inside him, causing the older boy to cry out.
“Fuck, Min, I hate you,” Yoochun whimpered, correctly assuming that Changmin had just told Junsu to do that.
Despite his protests though, Yoochun spread his legs even further and slid down on the bed, opening himself up to Junsu’s fingers. He moaned loudly when a second finger was pushed inside, brushing directly over his prostate.
Changmin’s hands never left Junsu’s ass. He continued to pound into the smaller boy, gripping the flesh firmly. He was mesmerised, watching his large, slick cock plunging inside the reddened hole over and over. He knew he couldn’t last much longer, not with the tight heat surrounding him and not with Yoochun and Junsu’s moans permeating the air.
“Oh fuck, I’m getting close,” Yoochun whined, squirming on the bed.
Junsu took his cock further down his throat and pushed his fingers in deeper. He wanted to make Yoochun come, wanted to make them both come. He squeezed his inner muscles, feeling Changmin jerk inside him.
Locking eyes over Junsu’s shaking body, Yoochun and Changmin came to a silent agreement, grins stretching both of their faces.
Yoochun’s head tipped back and his fingers clenched in Junsu’s hair, feeling his climax building quickly.
“Gonna come gonna come gonna - fuck!” Pulling out of Junsu’s mouth, Yoochun grabbed hold of his pulsing erection, quickly stroking the base and shooting blindly as his eyes closed in pleasure.
Junsu whimpered.
Changmin watched as Yoochun came, watched as he trembled and shook, and watched as he pumped his release out onto Junsu’s face. Obviously surprised, Junsu unconsciously clamped down on Changmin.
Withdrawing from Junsu’s crushing warmth, Changmin jerked himself swiftly, already taken to the edge by the sight of Yoochun’s orgasm. With the lingering feeling of Junsu’s tightening channel and the thought of what would happen next, Changmin reached his climax, crying out loudly and covering Junsu’s taught behind in come.
Just as Junsu was about to complain about being left unsatisfied, he felt the other boys touching him once again.
Yoochun swiped up the come on Junsu’s face, pushing his finger inside the younger's mouth, letting him have a taste. Changmin, on the other hand, was pushing his come inside Junsu’s abused hole, smirking as the smaller boy’s entrance was soon glistening with his release.
Both of the boys reached underneath the new student, grasping his erection and teasing fingers over him. They pulled and rubbed and caressed and continued to finger him at both ends, pushing more of their come inside him.
Junsu quivered on the bed, his whole body vibrating with the need to orgasm, to climax, to release the tension building inside. Changmin scraped over his prostate as someone tugged harshly on his cock, twisting their hand around the head, and the taste of Yoochun was still on his lips and suddenly he was there, he was coming, moaning lowly as his back arched, shooting stream after stream of milky liquid onto the sheets and straining to keep contact with the other two boys.
Grinning widely, Yoochun collapsed back, resting against the headboard again. He watched as Junsu fell to the side, against the wall, conveniently avoiding the wet patch. Changmin slumped against the end of the bed, a lazy smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.
“Now that was hot,” the youngest breathed out, surveying the mess they’d made.
Yoochun chuckled. “It was. Did you enjoy it, Junsu? Was our welcome… welcoming enough?”
Junsu could only nod, too exhausted to muster the energy for anything else. His eyelids fluttered, fingers twitching, apparently still enjoying the aftershocks of his orgasm.
“I’m glad,” Yoochun said, smiling. “Now, who’s up for round two?” At Changmin’s grin, he glared, adding, “And this time, I’m getting the new kid’s ass.”
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Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu/Changmin
Rating: NC-17
Length: One-shot
Genre: Smut
Summary: Yoochun and Changmin are nice enough to 'greet' the new kid with the huge ass.
A/N: This is technically an offshot of Practical Demonstration, but they're not really linked and you don't have to read that to understand this.
“Look, Min, there he is!”
“Geez, his ass really is huge.”
“What, you thought I was lying?”
“Not lying, no, but perhaps exaggerating.”
“I’d like to exaggerate him.”
Changmin rolled his eyes and looked down at Yoochun. “Hyung, that doesn’t make any sense.”
“Whatever. Let’s go say hi.” Yoochun grinned widely and grabbed hold of the younger man’s arm, dragging him over to the new student with the rather large posterior. “Hi there!” He exclaimed.
The boy looked up at them, startled.
Both Yoochun and Changmin’s eyes were drawn to his luscious lips, currently pursed in an adorable (and highly nibble-able) pout. Instantly, they thought of what it would be like to have that succulent mouth wrapped around -
“Um, hello.”
“I’m Park Yoochun, and this is Shim Changmin. We would like to welcome you to our school!” Yoochun beamed.
The boy smiled shyly and bowed. “I’m Kim Junsu. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Say, Junsu.” Yoochun slung an arm around the smaller boy’s shoulders, steering him towards one of the school buildings. “You just moved here, right?”
“Right,” Junsu nodded.
“So, you probably don’t have any friends here yet, right?”
“Right,” Junsu repeated, albeit a bit quieter, as though he were embarrassed.
“Well, how do you fancy being friends with us?” Yoochun grinned.
Changmin, on the other side of Junsu, rolled his eyes again and scoffed. “Hyung, don’t be weird. That’s not the kind of thing you ask someone that you just met.”
“Why not?” Yoochun looked crestfallen, but his arm remained around the new student.
“Because, Junsu may not want to be your friend. He doesn’t even know you.”
“Well that’s what being friends is all about!” Yoochun argued, smiling. “Getting to know each other! And I want to get to know Junsu.”
You want to get to know his ass, Changmin thought. Not that I blame you, but still, do you have to be so obvious?
“I wouldn’t mind being your friend,” Junsu murmured, looking between the two boys hopefully. “Like you said, I just moved here and don’t really know anyone, so…”
Yoochun grinned wolfishly. “How about you come to mine tonight, then? Min, you’ll come too, won’t you?”
Changmin took note of the devilish gleam in Yoochun’s eyes and his heart rate sped up. Yoochun was already planning something with the new boy, something interesting, and Changmin did not want to miss out.
“I’ll be there,” he said. “But the bell’s about to go any second, so we should really get to class. Junsu, meet us by the gate at the end of the day?”
The smaller boy smiled, eyes crinkling, and the other two tried to remember that this was school, and jumping Junsu in the middle of the corridor was not appropriate.
“Okay! By the gate at the end of the day.” Just as they were about to walk off, Junsu called out to them in a worried voice. “Ah, wait! Um… You’re not… just going to leave me there, are you? You do actually want to be my friends, right?” His brow furrowed and those delicious lips pursed again.
Both Yoochun and Changmin’s hearts melted (and their lower regions stirred) at the expression, the temptation to screw school rules and screw Junsu against the wall almost overwhelming. The new boy was too cute for words.
“Of course we’re not going to leave you,” Yoochun reassured him. “We just met you - why would we want to do something to hurt you?” He resolutely ignored the suggestive look that Changmin was giving him. “Honestly Junsu, we just want to welcome you.”
After hesitating for a moment and biting his lip, Junsu nodded. “Okay. Sorry for being paranoid. It’s just, you know… First day and all…”
Yoochun patted him on the shoulder. “No worries. We understand. We really are nice guys, though.” Again, he ignored Changmin, who was most likely rolling his eyes once more. “See you later, then.” He winked, pulling Changmin along behind him.
Junsu stood there for a moment, wondering if being their friend and going back to Yoochun’s was really the best idea in the world. After all, he had only just met them.
Oh, stop worrying, he reprimanded himself. What’s the worst that could happen?
★ ★ ★
“Um… What’re you doing?”
“Oh, sorry - I usually take my clothes off as soon as I get home. Why, does it bother you?”
Junsu’s wide eyes were looking anywhere but at the half-undressed Yoochun. “Uh, no, it’s fine. I mean; it’s your house. I just, uh, I wasn’t expecting it…”
“If it’d make you feel more comfortable, you could take your clothes off too,” Yoochun suggested, folding his trousers over the back of his computer chair. “Besides, we’re all guys here; it’s not like seeing each other in our underwear is a big deal or anything.”
“Hyung,” Changmin sighed. “You’re being weird again. I’m sure that Junsu doesn’t want to get naked with two guys he barely knows.”
“Really?” Yoochun pouted. “Oh, okay… What about you though, Min? You’re usually okay with it.”
Changmin deliberated for a moment before huffing and pulling his shirt off. Neither he nor Yoochun missed the way that Junsu’s eyes ran over his toned chest. They both smirked discreetly.
“So, Junsu,” Yoochun started, sitting crossed legged on his chair and gesturing for the smaller boy to sit on the bed. “How do you like it here so far?”
Junsu sat down slowly, still rather alarmed at the sudden lack of clothes. “Um, it’s okay. I’ve not really been here long enough to form a proper opinion. Obviously I miss my old friends and stuff, but it seems like a nice place and I don’t think living here will be too bad.”
“Did you have lots of friends at your old school?” Changmin asked, sitting next to Junsu on the bed.
“Ah, a fair few.”
“What about a girlfriend?” Yoochun leered. “Or… boyfriend?”
Changmin groaned in exasperation, wondering - not for the first time - why he was friends with the older boy. “Hyung. Seriously. Did no one ever teach you how to behave in proper society? There are some things that you just don’t ask strangers. Their sexuality is one of them.”
Yoochun pouted again, but before he could respond to Changmin, Junsu spoke up.
“Um, it’s okay… I… I don’t mind…” He blushed and looked down at his lap. “I had a boyfriend. But the distance was too far and we knew we probably wouldn’t see each other again, so… We broke up.”
“I’m sorry,” Changmin said, placing a consoling hand upon the new student’s shoulder. Subtly, he felt the muscles and sent a meaningful look to Yoochun.
“Bah, who needs him anyway?” Yoochun grinned, fully understanding Changmin’s silent message: under his clothes, Junsu was built. “You have us now.”
Junsu chuckled. “I’m not sure it’s quite the same. I mean, the stuff we did, I… wouldn’t really do with friends.” His cheeks reddened further at the implication of his words.
“Oh?” Yoochun leant forwards, intrigued. “What kind of stuff did you do?”
Avoiding their eyes, Junsu murmured, “Well, I’m not a virgin, if that’s what you’re asking.”
Changmin’s breath hitched, imagining a thick cock spreading that firm ass wide. It was a shame that he’d already been taken, but at least he’d be easier to coerce.
Yoochun laughed. “That wasn’t what I was asking, but thanks for telling us anyway. And please know that we have nothing against gay people. Mainly because we’re gay ourselves.” He shrugged nonchalantly, grinning.
Junsu looked between them, startled. “Oh! Are you…?” He trailed off as he glanced from Yoochun to Changmin and back again, silently enquiring as to the nature of their relationship.
“We’re not together, no,” Changmin told him.
“But that doesn’t mean that we don’t help each other out,” Yoochun put in, wiggling excitedly in his chair. “Right, Minnie?”
Changmin, predictably, rolled his eyes. “Please don’t call me that. And yes, we do ‘help each other out’.” He turned to face Junsu, noting the boy’s expression: he was obviously interested in the conversation, but also looked to be rather nervous. Changmin would try to rectify that. Softly, he murmured, “Did you ever help out any of your friends, Junsu-yah?”
The new student gulped, but nodded once.
Changmin suppressed a smirk whilst Yoochun just grinned outright.
“Would you mind if Yoochun and I helped each other out now? It’s just, seeing him in only his boxers has gotten me kind of hot, you know? And I really want to touch him. You don’t mind, do you? If we get each other off?”
Junsu shook his head frantically, eyes wide and unfocused. He was breathing more harshly, the quick pants caressing Changmin’s bare shoulder.
“Let me put something on then,” Yoochun said, turning around and fiddling with the computer. “Something… appropriate.”
Junsu couldn’t help but snort when a film started playing. “Porn?”
“Do you have a problem with porn?” Yoochun queried, adjusting the sound before making his way over to the bed.
Shaking his head again, Junsu watched as Yoochun sprawled out next to Changmin, their legs entwining. Without waiting for even a moment they were touching each other; hands roaming over chests, fingers tickling at skin and hips pulsing to an unseen beat.
Junsu was transfixed.
He could hear the sound of the film and glanced over out of curiosity. He saw a guy take another guy’s cock deep in his mouth, his hands pushing the other’s legs apart. A small hole was revealed and soon there was one, two, three fingers filling it.
Junsu swallowed hard, his own hole twitching at the image. A groan to his left brought him back to reality.
Changmin’s hand was inside Yoochun’s boxers, moving methodically to bring the smaller to full hardness. Yoochun, meanwhile, was using both hands to tug Changmin’s school trousers down his legs, thumbs sweeping across the exposed skin, moaning lowly as his member was teased.
Breath hitching, Junsu felt his own cock swell rapidly. He couldn’t believe that the two attractive boys he’d met earlier in the day were touching each other on the bed right next to him. It was like something out of a fantasy.
Or a porn film, he thought, glancing back to the computer momentarily to see a third man enter the scene.
“Oh fuck Min, yes, like that,” Yoochun whimpered, head tilted back against the wall and hand fondling Changmin through his boxers.
The younger smirked, adjusting the angle of his arm so that Yoochun’s thick length was exposed to the air, providing Junsu with an excellent view.
With one hand, Yoochun wriggled out of his boxers before turning and dragging Changmin’s off as well. Both boys were left completely naked, hands wrapped around each other and pumping steadily.
“Junsu-yah,” Changmin murmured, startling the smaller boy. “You look hot… Why don’t you take your shirt off? It’ll cool you down, and we won’t mind.”
Flustered, Junsu could only stutter in response. Was all this really happening? With shaking fingers he began to undo his buttons, trying hard not to glance at the other two from the corner of his eye, but failing miserably. He watched entranced as Changmin’s hard cock throbbed in Yoochun’s hold, whilst a small bead of pre-come formed on the tip of Yoochun’s. Junsu had a sudden desire to lick it off.
Shrugging out of his shirt, Junsu’s cheeks grew redder. He could see the other two eyeing him and suddenly felt self-conscious under their burning gazes.
Changmin was quickly distracted though as Yoochun’s lips latched onto his left nipple, sucking harshly on the small nub. He groaned, whole body arching, and his grip tightened around Yoochun.
Junsu’s cock leapt in his underwear at the sounds the other boy was making. Never had he heard anything so sexy.
Without warning, Yoochun reached across Changmin’s writhing body to grope Junsu through his trousers. He moaned around Changmin’s nipple, eyes fluttering as he squeezed the smaller boy’s length. His fingers crawled up, tugging on the waistband, silently asking for Junsu to remove the offending article of clothing.
After only a moment of hesitation, Junsu was shifting around on the bed, pulling everything off until he was as exposed as the others. If two hot, naked boys wanted him undressed, then who was he to argue?
Instantly Yoochun’s hand was on him again, rubbing up and down Junsu’s erection. He circled the head, smearing the pre-come gathered there, before dipping his hand lower and gently rolling Junsu’s balls.
The smaller keened, legs spreading automatically. His fingers clenched in the bed sheets at his side, unsure of what he should be doing.
“Junsu-yah,” Yoochun moaned, grip firm on the other’s member. “Don’t you want to touch us? Feel how hard we are? Look at how hard Minnie is. His cock is practically pulsing in my hand. And fuck, he’s so huge I can barely hold him. Don’t you want to taste it, Junsu-yah? Have this big hard cock in your mouth?”
Junsu whimpered, his own cock leaking at Yoochun’s words. He locked eyes with the elder, breath catching as Yoochun opened his mouth, leant down and licked a drop of pre-come from Changmin’s tip.
The tallest boy groaned deep in his throat, hips lifting in an attempt to gain more contact.
Yoochun merely smirked, holding Changmin’s cock rigid by the base. He let go of Junsu’s straining erection, brushing his hands up the smaller boy’s body until he cupped the back of his neck. Using minimal force, he guided Junsu’s head down, making him change his position on the bed. Both boys curled up either side of Changmin’s flushed body. Yoochun’s fingers trailed along Junsu’s jaw-line, drawing him forward towards Changmin’s weeping length.
Cautiously, Junsu stretched his tongue out. He licked a wet stripe up the younger’s cock, moving back in for another taste soon after.
Moaning at both the feel and sight of Junsu’s ministrations, Changmin jumped when Yoochun’s tongue came out to play too.
They were both licking and sucking in earnest, sharing Changmin’s cock between them. Their tongues would meet on one side, only for them to drift up and share an open-mouthed kiss around the head of his erection. Their lips soon became covered in a mixture of salvia and pre-come, the glossy sheen only serving to excite Changmin more.
He wanted to plunge deep inside their mouths, feel those wet red lips wrap around the base of his length as he fucked their throats.
There was something else that he wanted to fuck more, though.
“Junsu-yah,” he whimpered. “Can I have your ass? I want to feel it -”
Yoochun sat up suddenly, frowning. “No fair! I wanted his ass.”
Junsu continued sucking on Changmin, unmindful of their argument.
“I asked for it first,” Changmin shrugged, breathing harshly as Junsu took him deep.
“I’m older!” Yoochun whined.
Changmin just shrugged again. “I asked first.”
Pouting and folding his arms across his chest, Yoochun demanded, “Well then what am I meant to do?”
Without wasting a second, Junsu let go of Changmin’s cock and leant over to Yoochun, sucking on him enthusiastically.
The older boy groaned, hands dropping to twine in Junsu’s hair. He met Changmin’s eyes and smirked, both obviously pleased with Junsu’s actions. Yoochun shifted back until he was leaning against the headboard, allowing Junsu room to stretch out and Changmin to position himself behind the smallest. He opened his bedside drawer, quickly throwing a tube of lubricant to his friend.
Catching it, Changmin licked his lips and gazed down at the rounded cheeks of Junsu’s firm ass. The boy was kneeling, chest bent low as he sucked on Yoochun, providing Changmin with a perfect view. He smoothed his hands over the globes, squeezing lightly, before spreading them apart and focusing on the twitching hole revealed.
Junsu moaned wantonly as he felt a tongue probing at his entrance, his own tongue painting wet patterns upon Yoochun’s cock. Whining when the feeling disappeared, Junsu wiggled his behind, hoping for Changmin to lick him again. His wish was granted, and Changmin pushed his tongue against the small opening harder, laving up and down and around, but always coming back to the middle, driving Junsu’s lust higher.
Yoochun watched, fingers clenching against Junsu’s scalp, as Changmin licked the smaller boy, wishing that he could have a taste himself. He was thoroughly enjoying having Junsu suck on him, though - the kid sure knew how to use his mouth. Yoochun constantly felt Junsu’s tongue swirling on the shaft, even when he was as far down his throat as possible. One hand was wrapped around the base of Yoochun’s cock, keeping him steady, whilst the other was scraping blunt nails across the inside of his thighs, pressing down on the stretch of skin between his balls and entrance. He trembled in Junsu’s mouth, consumed with pleasure.
Deciding that the smaller boy was more than relaxed enough, Changmin sat back on his haunches, covering two fingers in lube before thrusting them both inside of Junsu. He smirked as the other keened, guessing that the new student preferred to be stretched wide with only minimal preparation. Changmin thrust his fingers in harshly, twisting them around and curling them against Junsu’s prostate. He withdrew to the very edge of Junsu’s hole, twirling his fingers just inside the clenching opening.
Junsu mumbled incoherently around Yoochun’s cock (causing the latter to gasp and moan), but Changmin took it to mean, “Fuck me.” He quickly removed his fingers and slicked his cock.
Feeling the large blunt head press against his entrance, Junsu breathed deeply, forcing his body to open up and allow Changmin inside. His mouth dropped open, forehead creasing as Changmin pushed in. Never before had Junsu felt so open, so full. He choked back a groan, whole body quivering in ecstasy.
“Fuck, you’re so tight… Are you sure you’ve done this before? So tight, fuck…” Changmin rambled, fingers clenching on the fleshy cheeks of Junsu’s ass. His eyes rolled back, overwhelmed by the hot sheath and twitching muscles and fuck it was just perfect, nothing could be as good as being buried as far inside Junsu’s constricting channel as possible.
As soon as he saw that Changmin was inside, Yoochun took hold of Junsu’s head and brought his mouth back down around his dripping erection. He moaned loudly, legs spreading, when Junsu immediately resumed sucking him like his life depended on it.
Junsu pushed back against Changmin, signalling that it was okay for the younger to move.
Not wanting to come too soon, Changmin started out with shallow thrusts. He pulled out two or three inches at most before sliding back in, enjoying the soft globes of Junsu’s behind hitting his hips. He couldn’t sustain that pace for long though, soon speeding up, pulling out further and driving himself back in, hard.
Leaning over Junsu’s back, he whispered in the smaller boy’s ear, “Junsu-yah, you should finger Yoochun. He likes it, you know. Probably almost as much as you do.”
Moaning, Junsu quickly slid his fingers into his mouth, using his other hand to pump Yoochun in the meantime. His tongue twirled around the tip of the other’s cock as his fingers dipped down, trying to concentrate on pleasuring Yoochun and not surrendering to the pleasure given by Changmin.
The same moment that Junsu deep-throated Yoochun, he pushed a saliva-soaked finger inside him, causing the older boy to cry out.
“Fuck, Min, I hate you,” Yoochun whimpered, correctly assuming that Changmin had just told Junsu to do that.
Despite his protests though, Yoochun spread his legs even further and slid down on the bed, opening himself up to Junsu’s fingers. He moaned loudly when a second finger was pushed inside, brushing directly over his prostate.
Changmin’s hands never left Junsu’s ass. He continued to pound into the smaller boy, gripping the flesh firmly. He was mesmerised, watching his large, slick cock plunging inside the reddened hole over and over. He knew he couldn’t last much longer, not with the tight heat surrounding him and not with Yoochun and Junsu’s moans permeating the air.
“Oh fuck, I’m getting close,” Yoochun whined, squirming on the bed.
Junsu took his cock further down his throat and pushed his fingers in deeper. He wanted to make Yoochun come, wanted to make them both come. He squeezed his inner muscles, feeling Changmin jerk inside him.
Locking eyes over Junsu’s shaking body, Yoochun and Changmin came to a silent agreement, grins stretching both of their faces.
Yoochun’s head tipped back and his fingers clenched in Junsu’s hair, feeling his climax building quickly.
“Gonna come gonna come gonna - fuck!” Pulling out of Junsu’s mouth, Yoochun grabbed hold of his pulsing erection, quickly stroking the base and shooting blindly as his eyes closed in pleasure.
Junsu whimpered.
Changmin watched as Yoochun came, watched as he trembled and shook, and watched as he pumped his release out onto Junsu’s face. Obviously surprised, Junsu unconsciously clamped down on Changmin.
Withdrawing from Junsu’s crushing warmth, Changmin jerked himself swiftly, already taken to the edge by the sight of Yoochun’s orgasm. With the lingering feeling of Junsu’s tightening channel and the thought of what would happen next, Changmin reached his climax, crying out loudly and covering Junsu’s taught behind in come.
Just as Junsu was about to complain about being left unsatisfied, he felt the other boys touching him once again.
Yoochun swiped up the come on Junsu’s face, pushing his finger inside the younger's mouth, letting him have a taste. Changmin, on the other hand, was pushing his come inside Junsu’s abused hole, smirking as the smaller boy’s entrance was soon glistening with his release.
Both of the boys reached underneath the new student, grasping his erection and teasing fingers over him. They pulled and rubbed and caressed and continued to finger him at both ends, pushing more of their come inside him.
Junsu quivered on the bed, his whole body vibrating with the need to orgasm, to climax, to release the tension building inside. Changmin scraped over his prostate as someone tugged harshly on his cock, twisting their hand around the head, and the taste of Yoochun was still on his lips and suddenly he was there, he was coming, moaning lowly as his back arched, shooting stream after stream of milky liquid onto the sheets and straining to keep contact with the other two boys.
Grinning widely, Yoochun collapsed back, resting against the headboard again. He watched as Junsu fell to the side, against the wall, conveniently avoiding the wet patch. Changmin slumped against the end of the bed, a lazy smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.
“Now that was hot,” the youngest breathed out, surveying the mess they’d made.
Yoochun chuckled. “It was. Did you enjoy it, Junsu? Was our welcome… welcoming enough?”
Junsu could only nod, too exhausted to muster the energy for anything else. His eyelids fluttered, fingers twitching, apparently still enjoying the aftershocks of his orgasm.
“I’m glad,” Yoochun said, smiling. “Now, who’s up for round two?” At Changmin’s grin, he glared, adding, “And this time, I’m getting the new kid’s ass.”
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