Attention
Title: Attention
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Chansung/Junho
Summary: Junho likes being around Chansung but he seems to not really notice him. Or at least, he thinks Chansung doesn't notice him.
Author's Notes: I: Yup. Another ChanHo... Need to stick with my list. Sorry guys.
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM or ... anything
Junho was sitting on the floor, staring off into space with desire in his mind. He could hear the people behind him talking about nothing that really interested him. He could see the flashes of fan cameras from the corner of his eye. Junho could've cared less about any of it.
His eyes fell on to a tall boy in a black beanie who was going around hugging another tall maknae. He watched as he teased and tortured a female member of another group. As far as Junho could tell, this tall boy couldn't stop playing around.
Junho got to his feet just as Minho came up to him, smiling like he always did when he saw a hyung. “Hey hyung! How are you?”
“Fine. Kind of tired, how about you?”
“Just great!” The other boy's eyes went from Junho's eyes to his lips, then back again. They engaged in a conversation, which Junho was thankful to cure him from his boredom. Minho always had lots to talk about and he barely had to say a word. His eyes travelled the gym once more and spotted the beanie boy, his arms wrapped tightly around Nichkhun.
He shivered, rubbing his arms as he felt a little jealous. He suddenly wanted those long, strong arms to wrap around him. He could rest his head on the tall boy's shoulder like he had seen Changmin do before the other boy slouched and leaned against him. They were all equally tired.
Junho suddenly felt arms embrace him and pull him close. When his mind finally brought him back to where he was still standing, he turned his head slightly, almost brushing his lips against Minho's. The other boy liked to be close and clingy. Junho smiled awkwardly. “You looked cold hyung so I thought I'd warm you up.”
“O-oh... Thanks Minho.” He took that moment to lean into the other boy, hugging him back and resting his chin on Minho's shoulder. The younger boy was only a bit taller so it wasn't that much of a comparison to someone else. He felt Minho squeeze him. “You also looked a bit lonely.” Minho whispered into his ear.
Junho shuddered. “Was it obvious?”
“Only to me.” Minho patted him softly on the back.
Junho was glad that Minho was with him. The younger boy always seemed to know and he always seemed to show love at the right moment, even if he did show it to so many other people. Junho felt that the taller boy's heart was big enough to love the world if he could.
Minho gave him one last squeeze before pulling away. “Is there anyone thing else I can do hyung?” Junho smiled, shaking his head. The other boy patted his arm. “Okay, so you're okay now? Good. I'll see you later then.” Minho nodded before running off.
Junho wasn't sure why he hadn't bothered to approach that tall boy this whole time so he decided now was better than never. He walked up behind him, both his hands slapping his ass before he stood next to him. He felt a hand slap his ass back and he smiled before Minho was in his face again. “Hyung! Are you following me?”
“No, you just happen to be here.” Junho laughed, glancing at the tall boy next to him.
“Ah. Chansung was just telling me about-...” Junho's hearing cut out as he looked at the tall boy. Chansung turned, smiling at him and warming his heart. He felt like he had missed this, like it had been months since he had last seen him.
There was so much he wanted to do to this other boy but he knew there had to be control. Chansung was suddenly called so he took off and Junho felt empty again. He sighed, sitting down in another spot on the floor. “Hi hyung.”
He looked over, not even noticing where he had sat. “Hello Taemin.”
“I see Minho hyung was bugging you earlier.”
Junho laughed, not being able to help it. “He doesn't bug me. He's just... Clingy.” He said, watching his words. He didn't know Taemin too well and he wasn't sure if words would travel between members.
The two boys got into deep conversation as Junho started to explain something when he noticed Taemin's eyes move over him and something press against his head, groping it softly. He turned, a bit annoyed before seeing Chansung's pass by. He smiled inwardly, looking down at the floor. “He likes to bug you too, huh?”
Junho's smile leaked onto his face. “He does but I don't mind it.”
An hour had passed and Junho was sitting with the rest of 2PM, his stomach growling and annoying him. He had already eaten a bag of dried mangoes and energy bars that were being passed around. He stared at his lap, wishing for the day to be over already. “Junho.”
He recognized the voice but didn't bother to look up, concentrating too hard on his lap. He felt the press of a hand against his cheek, the same place that Minho had touched him earlier.
“Your heart is still beating but your as still as a statue.”
Junho looked up, pressing his lips into a thin line as he looked at Chansung. “I'm bored.”
“Oh... If you were in the events you wouldn't be... Junsu hyung isn't bored... He's 'mingling'.”
The small boy sighed, knowing you can only mingle so much. You would soon lose something to talk about. “You're doing a lot of mingling yourself.” He saw Chansung tense, not really sure why.
“I have a lot of energy. You were having a lot of fun with Minho.”
Junho's brow creased as he looked at the other boy. “I was only talking with him.”
“You hugged him too.”
“You hugged people too...” The small boy said, not sure where this was going.
Chansung got to his feet. “I only hugged people in our circle.” He whispered into Junho's ear before leaving. The older boy sat confused as he watched Chansung walk away. Was he... Jealous?
Junho made it his mission to hug more people, Minho, Jinwoon, spending more time with Onew and Jo Kwon. When he got close to Nichkhun, he could almost feel a piercing glare on his back. He was walking alone when Chansung stopped him. “What are you doing?”
Junho raised a brow. “What do you mean?”
“Aren't you going a little overboard?”
“I don't know what you're ta-...”
“Hey!” Seungri shouted, bouncing out of no where and coming into the conversation. He felt the tension, also noticing the awkward look on Junho's face. “E-everything alright? Should I leave?”
“No...” Chansung looked around, eyeing the fans and noticing some had cameras on them. “Everything's fine and you?”
Seungri smiled, starting up the conversation. Junho tensed when Chansung's hand made its way towards him. It grabbed at his drawstrings and began to adjust them nicely for him. Seungri laughed. “You know if hyung was here, he'd probably put my hood on and pull the strings until you couldn't see my face.”
The three boys all laughed, clearing away the tension. After that, Junho never found himself alone with Chansung, though he was usually with Jinwoon. The tall boy seemed to be following Chansung around like a twin, not that Junho did care.
It wasn't until Jinwoon walked away that the thick air came back and hovered over the two boys. It was silent between them and Junho felt fear in the pit of his stomach. He wasn't sure why, Chansung wasn't going to hurt him. The tone that the tall boy had used earlier was a bit unnerving though.
He heard Chansung laugh before turning to face him with a smile. “Can I talk to you in private for a second?” Junho bit his lip, seeing the look of anger in the other boy's eyes but he knew someone was watching them.
“S-sure...”
Chansung took his hand in his own, entangling their fingers and walking. Junho was staring at their hands before he was roughly pulled into a dark room and thrown onto some mats. From the smell, he guessed it was a storage room; being awfully cold as well. His heart began to race as his vision went black when Chansung closed the door.
The silence made he feel deaf. “C-Chansung?” More dead silence greeted Junho and he was feeling the fear rise to his throat, those energy bars not being a good idea anymore.
“You hugged Minho again... And you were all over Jinwoon...”
“S-so? So were you...” Junho backed up on the mat until he hit his back against some stacked ones behind him.
“It doesn't matter if I do it!”
Junho jumped, feeling the rage now. He wanted to disappeared into the mats. He was about to get up and hide when Chansung was suddenly straddling him. He could feel the taller boy's breath against his lips.
“Why did you touch them so casually?”
“T-they're my friends!”
“You should only be looking at me.” The maknae whispered before pressing his lips to Junho's. The small boy gasped, allowing Chansung's tongue to invade his mouth. Junho closed his eyes tight, trying to push the other boy away. He didn't fight very hard as the younger boy started to suck on his tongue.
Chansung left the small boy as a panting mess when he pulled away, waiting a few moment before dragging Junho away from the stack of mats to lay him down. The older boy shivered. “W-what are you doing?” He felt Chansung palm his crotch roughly. “C-Chansung!” His hands flew out, trying to stop the tall boy. “Stop!” He let out a soft whimper, closing his eyes as the hand continued to massage him through his pants. “S-stop...”
Junho started to raise his hips off the mats, trying to push the tall boy's hand harder before he finally pulled away. “I don't want you to look at anyone else.” He could feel Chansung's breath against his neck. “Do you understand me?” Junho was silence except for his panting. “Do you understand?!” Chansung hissed.
“Y-yes!... I understand... B-but...” He was silenced with another kiss, taking his breath away along with his words. He felt Chansung's hands grope his ass before lifting it and pulling his pants over and off. Junho gasped, pushing the tall boy's hands away.
“Don't stop me Junho... Because I'm not going to stop. You've made me so damn jealous... I'm going to have you here and now whether you like it or not.” Chansung yanked on the small boy's pants once more.
“N-no stop!” Junho could feel the tall boy getting angry. “I-it's cold...” The waistband snapped against his hips before he could hear the rustling of clothing.
“Lift your ass.”
He raised his hips off the mat before Chansung slid his vest underneath him. Before he could set his butt back down on the mat, the tall boy ripped his pants off. Junho shivered, covering his lower half with his sweater. He felt Chansung reach for his length when he stopped.
“What is this? What are you doing?” Chansung said, pushing his hand over the small boy's covered crotch.
“I told you... It's cold.”
“You'll be warm in a minute.” The younger boy pull up Junho's sweater, wrapping his fingers around his dick. He shivered at the cold touch, thinking that Chansung's hands might have been warm.
“C-Chansung... Why are you doing this?” A finger pressed to his lips.
“Ssh, don't talk.”
Chansung squeezed his length as Junho felt it stiffen. He was in the most awkward place to be doing this and yet he was still able to get hard. Chansung was moving his hand slow, stroking up and down his length and teasing. He drew small moans from Junho, pumping his hand a little faster. He swiped his thumb over the tip, rubbing the pre-cum all over. He heard Junho gasp, pushing his hips up into his hand.
He stuck his fingers into his mouth, wetting them before probing them inside the smaller boy. Junho yelped, grabbing his wrist and trying to pull his fingers out. “W-what are you doing?! Stop!”
“I told you I was going to have you Junho. What did you think that meant? That I was just going to jerk you off?”
Junho bit his lip as his cock twitched in the tall boy's hand. He tried not to let the digits in his ass distract him from the wet pleasure on his length. Chansung has stopped stroking him with his hand and was now using his mouth. He felt that hot tongue press against him, making him shudder and moan. He was become lost in pleasure before the tall boy added another finger, probing him with three now.
He squirmed, trying to move away but Chansung held his hip, pinning him to that spot. The sucking noises from the younger boy's mouth were coming back into his ears as Chansung hollowed his cheeks. The tall boy hadn't been lying about feeling warm now. He could feel warmth throughout his whole body. “C-Chansung-ah! Stop!”
Chansung let the length slip from mouth. “Why?”
“B-because I was...”
“About to cum?”
“M-mm...”
“Cute.” The tall boy slid his hands up Junho's stomach, sneaking under his shirt. The other boy shivered and Chansung could feel his nipples harden under his fingers. He smirked, pinching them and making Junho whimpered.
Junho just wanted to be touched, he wanted to finish but for some reason the younger boy was back to playing with him. Chansung's head moved under his shirt, taking a pebble into his mouth and biting it softly. He gasped loudly, pressing his fingers into the mat. Chansung's warm body pressed against his own, trapping his cock and pinning it between them. He could feel more pre-cum seep out. “C-Chansung-ah...”
“Hm?”
“Y-your shirt is going to get dirty...”
“It'll be fine.”
Junho moaned, letting his mouth fall open as he started to pant. He moved his hips, grinding them against Chansung's stomach and feeling the friction against his length.
“You want it that bad?” The tall boy asked, pulling his head out of Junho's shirt.
“I want to cum...”
“I was making sure you weren't going to cum as soon as I pushed my dick inside you.” Junho shuddered, not used to such dirty talk from the other boy though he was sure he wouldn't mind it. “But I guess if you're ready now...”
Junho wasn't really sure if he was ready. He had never had sex with a male before and as far as he knew, it was going to hurt. He panicked, his hands shooting out to stop Chansung as the tall boy nudged his entrance. “W-wait...”
Chansung sighed. “You and I both know it's going to hurt but there's nothing we can do about that.” His lips met the smaller boy's. “I want to be inside you Junho. There's no way to get around that. Not even inside your mouth.”
The older boy wasn't even thinking of that and he shuddered at the thought before Chansung thrust inside him. He left out a loud cry before being silenced with more kisses. He could feel pain ripple through his body as the younger boy gave him no time to adjust.
“If I stop moving, it's just going to hurt even more...” Chansung grunted. “This is the only way.”
Junho felt tears sting his eyes and pain sting his ass. He was whimpering and softly yelping as Chansung moved inside him. He could feel his length softening, not feeling pleasure from anywhere as he tried to hold back his tears.
How did Chansung think he was able to be able to walk away from this? How did the tall boy think he was going to walk? Ever. There was no way the two of them could walk out of this storage room safe and undetected.
He bit his lip, preventing another whimper from escaping before Chansung shifted, hitting a delicate spot inside of him. Junho reacted by arching off the mat and driving the younger boy deeper. “I take it I hit that spot.” Junho had no idea what the other boy had meant but he grabbed him and pulled him down to whisper into his ear.
“Again... Hit it again.”
Junho felt the younger boy smile before kissing his cheek. Chansung started to move against that spot, hitting it just right and making the small boy moan and writhe underneath him. “Does it feel good Junho?”
The older boy moaned deep in his throat, digging his fingers into Chansung's leg.
“I said... Does it feel good?” The tall boy asked again, starting to pump Junho's cock.
“Ah shit!” Junho wiggled his hips, taking pleasure from both angles. He was starting to press his hips against Chansung's, moving them faster and harder. The tall boy's moans filled his ears and tampered with his brain before he tensed. “Cum... I'm going to cu-...!” He didn't finish his sentence before milky white seed shot from his cock, coating the other boy's hand.
His hips twitched as Chansung was still moving and pounding into him. The darkness clouded his vision and heightened his other senses as the younger boy leaned over, pressing their mouths together. Junho cringed at the taste of his own cum as it entered his mouth along with Chansung's tongue. The tall boy moaned inside his mouth, his hips stopping as he was filled with hot liquid. His own hips twitched, taking it all in before Chansung slid out.
The younger boy sat between his legs, panting with Junho. “That wasn't so bad, was it?” Junho's brow twitched, unsure of what answer to give. Chansung settled for silence though as he reached for the small boy's pants and started to pull them back on.
“Chansung... I won't be able to walk...”
“Then limp.”
“That'll look suspicious!”
“No one will say anything.”
Junho sighed, lifting his hips and cringing as the older boy pulled his pants over his ass. “C-Chansung... Your cum is...”
“Tighten your hole until you can get to the bathroom.”
“It'll take me ages to get there!”
“Then you better make it fast... Or leak into your underwear. It's not like you have to run.”
“If it came out into my underwear...” Junho shuddered, knowing the feeling of having cum in his underwear. “I'm wearing white pants... People will see.. You came a lot!”
Chansung sighed. “I don't know then... I guess you're screwed.”
The tall boy pulled him to his feet. Junho wasn't ready for those doors to open. He could already feel Chansung's seed wanting to escape from his ass, which was twitching from the pain. The younger boy put his hand on the door.
“Ready?”
“No.”
“Then let's go.”
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Chansung/Junho
Summary: Junho likes being around Chansung but he seems to not really notice him. Or at least, he thinks Chansung doesn't notice him.
Author's Notes: I: Yup. Another ChanHo... Need to stick with my list. Sorry guys.
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM or ... anything
Junho was sitting on the floor, staring off into space with desire in his mind. He could hear the people behind him talking about nothing that really interested him. He could see the flashes of fan cameras from the corner of his eye. Junho could've cared less about any of it.
His eyes fell on to a tall boy in a black beanie who was going around hugging another tall maknae. He watched as he teased and tortured a female member of another group. As far as Junho could tell, this tall boy couldn't stop playing around.
Junho got to his feet just as Minho came up to him, smiling like he always did when he saw a hyung. “Hey hyung! How are you?”
“Fine. Kind of tired, how about you?”
“Just great!” The other boy's eyes went from Junho's eyes to his lips, then back again. They engaged in a conversation, which Junho was thankful to cure him from his boredom. Minho always had lots to talk about and he barely had to say a word. His eyes travelled the gym once more and spotted the beanie boy, his arms wrapped tightly around Nichkhun.
He shivered, rubbing his arms as he felt a little jealous. He suddenly wanted those long, strong arms to wrap around him. He could rest his head on the tall boy's shoulder like he had seen Changmin do before the other boy slouched and leaned against him. They were all equally tired.
Junho suddenly felt arms embrace him and pull him close. When his mind finally brought him back to where he was still standing, he turned his head slightly, almost brushing his lips against Minho's. The other boy liked to be close and clingy. Junho smiled awkwardly. “You looked cold hyung so I thought I'd warm you up.”
“O-oh... Thanks Minho.” He took that moment to lean into the other boy, hugging him back and resting his chin on Minho's shoulder. The younger boy was only a bit taller so it wasn't that much of a comparison to someone else. He felt Minho squeeze him. “You also looked a bit lonely.” Minho whispered into his ear.
Junho shuddered. “Was it obvious?”
“Only to me.” Minho patted him softly on the back.
Junho was glad that Minho was with him. The younger boy always seemed to know and he always seemed to show love at the right moment, even if he did show it to so many other people. Junho felt that the taller boy's heart was big enough to love the world if he could.
Minho gave him one last squeeze before pulling away. “Is there anyone thing else I can do hyung?” Junho smiled, shaking his head. The other boy patted his arm. “Okay, so you're okay now? Good. I'll see you later then.” Minho nodded before running off.
Junho wasn't sure why he hadn't bothered to approach that tall boy this whole time so he decided now was better than never. He walked up behind him, both his hands slapping his ass before he stood next to him. He felt a hand slap his ass back and he smiled before Minho was in his face again. “Hyung! Are you following me?”
“No, you just happen to be here.” Junho laughed, glancing at the tall boy next to him.
“Ah. Chansung was just telling me about-...” Junho's hearing cut out as he looked at the tall boy. Chansung turned, smiling at him and warming his heart. He felt like he had missed this, like it had been months since he had last seen him.
There was so much he wanted to do to this other boy but he knew there had to be control. Chansung was suddenly called so he took off and Junho felt empty again. He sighed, sitting down in another spot on the floor. “Hi hyung.”
He looked over, not even noticing where he had sat. “Hello Taemin.”
“I see Minho hyung was bugging you earlier.”
Junho laughed, not being able to help it. “He doesn't bug me. He's just... Clingy.” He said, watching his words. He didn't know Taemin too well and he wasn't sure if words would travel between members.
The two boys got into deep conversation as Junho started to explain something when he noticed Taemin's eyes move over him and something press against his head, groping it softly. He turned, a bit annoyed before seeing Chansung's pass by. He smiled inwardly, looking down at the floor. “He likes to bug you too, huh?”
Junho's smile leaked onto his face. “He does but I don't mind it.”
An hour had passed and Junho was sitting with the rest of 2PM, his stomach growling and annoying him. He had already eaten a bag of dried mangoes and energy bars that were being passed around. He stared at his lap, wishing for the day to be over already. “Junho.”
He recognized the voice but didn't bother to look up, concentrating too hard on his lap. He felt the press of a hand against his cheek, the same place that Minho had touched him earlier.
“Your heart is still beating but your as still as a statue.”
Junho looked up, pressing his lips into a thin line as he looked at Chansung. “I'm bored.”
“Oh... If you were in the events you wouldn't be... Junsu hyung isn't bored... He's 'mingling'.”
The small boy sighed, knowing you can only mingle so much. You would soon lose something to talk about. “You're doing a lot of mingling yourself.” He saw Chansung tense, not really sure why.
“I have a lot of energy. You were having a lot of fun with Minho.”
Junho's brow creased as he looked at the other boy. “I was only talking with him.”
“You hugged him too.”
“You hugged people too...” The small boy said, not sure where this was going.
Chansung got to his feet. “I only hugged people in our circle.” He whispered into Junho's ear before leaving. The older boy sat confused as he watched Chansung walk away. Was he... Jealous?
Junho made it his mission to hug more people, Minho, Jinwoon, spending more time with Onew and Jo Kwon. When he got close to Nichkhun, he could almost feel a piercing glare on his back. He was walking alone when Chansung stopped him. “What are you doing?”
Junho raised a brow. “What do you mean?”
“Aren't you going a little overboard?”
“I don't know what you're ta-...”
“Hey!” Seungri shouted, bouncing out of no where and coming into the conversation. He felt the tension, also noticing the awkward look on Junho's face. “E-everything alright? Should I leave?”
“No...” Chansung looked around, eyeing the fans and noticing some had cameras on them. “Everything's fine and you?”
Seungri smiled, starting up the conversation. Junho tensed when Chansung's hand made its way towards him. It grabbed at his drawstrings and began to adjust them nicely for him. Seungri laughed. “You know if hyung was here, he'd probably put my hood on and pull the strings until you couldn't see my face.”
The three boys all laughed, clearing away the tension. After that, Junho never found himself alone with Chansung, though he was usually with Jinwoon. The tall boy seemed to be following Chansung around like a twin, not that Junho did care.
It wasn't until Jinwoon walked away that the thick air came back and hovered over the two boys. It was silent between them and Junho felt fear in the pit of his stomach. He wasn't sure why, Chansung wasn't going to hurt him. The tone that the tall boy had used earlier was a bit unnerving though.
He heard Chansung laugh before turning to face him with a smile. “Can I talk to you in private for a second?” Junho bit his lip, seeing the look of anger in the other boy's eyes but he knew someone was watching them.
“S-sure...”
Chansung took his hand in his own, entangling their fingers and walking. Junho was staring at their hands before he was roughly pulled into a dark room and thrown onto some mats. From the smell, he guessed it was a storage room; being awfully cold as well. His heart began to race as his vision went black when Chansung closed the door.
The silence made he feel deaf. “C-Chansung?” More dead silence greeted Junho and he was feeling the fear rise to his throat, those energy bars not being a good idea anymore.
“You hugged Minho again... And you were all over Jinwoon...”
“S-so? So were you...” Junho backed up on the mat until he hit his back against some stacked ones behind him.
“It doesn't matter if I do it!”
Junho jumped, feeling the rage now. He wanted to disappeared into the mats. He was about to get up and hide when Chansung was suddenly straddling him. He could feel the taller boy's breath against his lips.
“Why did you touch them so casually?”
“T-they're my friends!”
“You should only be looking at me.” The maknae whispered before pressing his lips to Junho's. The small boy gasped, allowing Chansung's tongue to invade his mouth. Junho closed his eyes tight, trying to push the other boy away. He didn't fight very hard as the younger boy started to suck on his tongue.
Chansung left the small boy as a panting mess when he pulled away, waiting a few moment before dragging Junho away from the stack of mats to lay him down. The older boy shivered. “W-what are you doing?” He felt Chansung palm his crotch roughly. “C-Chansung!” His hands flew out, trying to stop the tall boy. “Stop!” He let out a soft whimper, closing his eyes as the hand continued to massage him through his pants. “S-stop...”
Junho started to raise his hips off the mats, trying to push the tall boy's hand harder before he finally pulled away. “I don't want you to look at anyone else.” He could feel Chansung's breath against his neck. “Do you understand me?” Junho was silence except for his panting. “Do you understand?!” Chansung hissed.
“Y-yes!... I understand... B-but...” He was silenced with another kiss, taking his breath away along with his words. He felt Chansung's hands grope his ass before lifting it and pulling his pants over and off. Junho gasped, pushing the tall boy's hands away.
“Don't stop me Junho... Because I'm not going to stop. You've made me so damn jealous... I'm going to have you here and now whether you like it or not.” Chansung yanked on the small boy's pants once more.
“N-no stop!” Junho could feel the tall boy getting angry. “I-it's cold...” The waistband snapped against his hips before he could hear the rustling of clothing.
“Lift your ass.”
He raised his hips off the mat before Chansung slid his vest underneath him. Before he could set his butt back down on the mat, the tall boy ripped his pants off. Junho shivered, covering his lower half with his sweater. He felt Chansung reach for his length when he stopped.
“What is this? What are you doing?” Chansung said, pushing his hand over the small boy's covered crotch.
“I told you... It's cold.”
“You'll be warm in a minute.” The younger boy pull up Junho's sweater, wrapping his fingers around his dick. He shivered at the cold touch, thinking that Chansung's hands might have been warm.
“C-Chansung... Why are you doing this?” A finger pressed to his lips.
“Ssh, don't talk.”
Chansung squeezed his length as Junho felt it stiffen. He was in the most awkward place to be doing this and yet he was still able to get hard. Chansung was moving his hand slow, stroking up and down his length and teasing. He drew small moans from Junho, pumping his hand a little faster. He swiped his thumb over the tip, rubbing the pre-cum all over. He heard Junho gasp, pushing his hips up into his hand.
He stuck his fingers into his mouth, wetting them before probing them inside the smaller boy. Junho yelped, grabbing his wrist and trying to pull his fingers out. “W-what are you doing?! Stop!”
“I told you I was going to have you Junho. What did you think that meant? That I was just going to jerk you off?”
Junho bit his lip as his cock twitched in the tall boy's hand. He tried not to let the digits in his ass distract him from the wet pleasure on his length. Chansung has stopped stroking him with his hand and was now using his mouth. He felt that hot tongue press against him, making him shudder and moan. He was become lost in pleasure before the tall boy added another finger, probing him with three now.
He squirmed, trying to move away but Chansung held his hip, pinning him to that spot. The sucking noises from the younger boy's mouth were coming back into his ears as Chansung hollowed his cheeks. The tall boy hadn't been lying about feeling warm now. He could feel warmth throughout his whole body. “C-Chansung-ah! Stop!”
Chansung let the length slip from mouth. “Why?”
“B-because I was...”
“About to cum?”
“M-mm...”
“Cute.” The tall boy slid his hands up Junho's stomach, sneaking under his shirt. The other boy shivered and Chansung could feel his nipples harden under his fingers. He smirked, pinching them and making Junho whimpered.
Junho just wanted to be touched, he wanted to finish but for some reason the younger boy was back to playing with him. Chansung's head moved under his shirt, taking a pebble into his mouth and biting it softly. He gasped loudly, pressing his fingers into the mat. Chansung's warm body pressed against his own, trapping his cock and pinning it between them. He could feel more pre-cum seep out. “C-Chansung-ah...”
“Hm?”
“Y-your shirt is going to get dirty...”
“It'll be fine.”
Junho moaned, letting his mouth fall open as he started to pant. He moved his hips, grinding them against Chansung's stomach and feeling the friction against his length.
“You want it that bad?” The tall boy asked, pulling his head out of Junho's shirt.
“I want to cum...”
“I was making sure you weren't going to cum as soon as I pushed my dick inside you.” Junho shuddered, not used to such dirty talk from the other boy though he was sure he wouldn't mind it. “But I guess if you're ready now...”
Junho wasn't really sure if he was ready. He had never had sex with a male before and as far as he knew, it was going to hurt. He panicked, his hands shooting out to stop Chansung as the tall boy nudged his entrance. “W-wait...”
Chansung sighed. “You and I both know it's going to hurt but there's nothing we can do about that.” His lips met the smaller boy's. “I want to be inside you Junho. There's no way to get around that. Not even inside your mouth.”
The older boy wasn't even thinking of that and he shuddered at the thought before Chansung thrust inside him. He left out a loud cry before being silenced with more kisses. He could feel pain ripple through his body as the younger boy gave him no time to adjust.
“If I stop moving, it's just going to hurt even more...” Chansung grunted. “This is the only way.”
Junho felt tears sting his eyes and pain sting his ass. He was whimpering and softly yelping as Chansung moved inside him. He could feel his length softening, not feeling pleasure from anywhere as he tried to hold back his tears.
How did Chansung think he was able to be able to walk away from this? How did the tall boy think he was going to walk? Ever. There was no way the two of them could walk out of this storage room safe and undetected.
He bit his lip, preventing another whimper from escaping before Chansung shifted, hitting a delicate spot inside of him. Junho reacted by arching off the mat and driving the younger boy deeper. “I take it I hit that spot.” Junho had no idea what the other boy had meant but he grabbed him and pulled him down to whisper into his ear.
“Again... Hit it again.”
Junho felt the younger boy smile before kissing his cheek. Chansung started to move against that spot, hitting it just right and making the small boy moan and writhe underneath him. “Does it feel good Junho?”
The older boy moaned deep in his throat, digging his fingers into Chansung's leg.
“I said... Does it feel good?” The tall boy asked again, starting to pump Junho's cock.
“Ah shit!” Junho wiggled his hips, taking pleasure from both angles. He was starting to press his hips against Chansung's, moving them faster and harder. The tall boy's moans filled his ears and tampered with his brain before he tensed. “Cum... I'm going to cu-...!” He didn't finish his sentence before milky white seed shot from his cock, coating the other boy's hand.
His hips twitched as Chansung was still moving and pounding into him. The darkness clouded his vision and heightened his other senses as the younger boy leaned over, pressing their mouths together. Junho cringed at the taste of his own cum as it entered his mouth along with Chansung's tongue. The tall boy moaned inside his mouth, his hips stopping as he was filled with hot liquid. His own hips twitched, taking it all in before Chansung slid out.
The younger boy sat between his legs, panting with Junho. “That wasn't so bad, was it?” Junho's brow twitched, unsure of what answer to give. Chansung settled for silence though as he reached for the small boy's pants and started to pull them back on.
“Chansung... I won't be able to walk...”
“Then limp.”
“That'll look suspicious!”
“No one will say anything.”
Junho sighed, lifting his hips and cringing as the older boy pulled his pants over his ass. “C-Chansung... Your cum is...”
“Tighten your hole until you can get to the bathroom.”
“It'll take me ages to get there!”
“Then you better make it fast... Or leak into your underwear. It's not like you have to run.”
“If it came out into my underwear...” Junho shuddered, knowing the feeling of having cum in his underwear. “I'm wearing white pants... People will see.. You came a lot!”
Chansung sighed. “I don't know then... I guess you're screwed.”
The tall boy pulled him to his feet. Junho wasn't ready for those doors to open. He could already feel Chansung's seed wanting to escape from his ass, which was twitching from the pain. The younger boy put his hand on the door.
“Ready?”
“No.”
“Then let's go.”