Body
Title: Body
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Nichkhun/Wooyoung, Junho/Taecyeon, Junho/Junsu, Chansung/Taecyeon
Summary: Three oneshots. 1) Wooyoung is really annoyed by the mess that the other members have left for him. Nichkhun tries to apologize in his own way. 2) Junho crawls into Taecyeon's bed, seeking warmth and gets something else instead. Junsu knows and wants to experience that warmth. 3) The giants are frustrated from their busy schedule.
Author's Notes: :] Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM or ... anything
Wooyoung scrubbed at a plate as his hands moved under the soapy dish water. It was his turn to wash the dishes and he scowled. “They left a huge mess on purpose. I don't leave them a bunch of dishes.” He complained as he grabbed a dirty knife.
He didn't notice through his bickering when a plate was set down on the counter until two arms wrapped around his waist. “What are we complaining about?” Nichkhun asked, resting his chin on the small boy's shoulder.
Wooyoung turned his head silently, seething with anger as he narrowed his eyes. “You guys are pigs.”
“Wow...” The older boy leaned away with a surprised look on his face. He looked guilty for a moment as he eyed his dirty plate on the counter. “I can help you.”
“No.” Wooyoung turned his attention back to the full sink. “It's my duty. Just go away.”
Despite when the small boy said, Nichkhun kept his arms locked around him. He waited until Wooyoung began to wash the dishes again before sliding his hands down the younger boy's arms and joining his hands in the water.
After guiding his hands in the water, Wooyoung started to become frustrated. “Would you stop? You're making this harder.... Ah! Don't do that!” He yelled as Nichkhun wrapped his wet hands around his stomach. “You're making my shirt wet!”
“What if I did you a favour?”
“What?”
“A favour. Paid you back or rewarded you for washing the dishes.”
“I don't need a reward. It's my duty to wash the dishes today.”
“Then how about an apology for dirtying so many dishes.”
Wooyoung bit his cheek, pondering for a moment. “Fine. What do you have in mind?”
The taller boy smirked. “I'll apologize as long as you keep your hands in the water.”
“Okay?” The younger boy raised a brow, reaching for another utensil in the dirty dish water. He gasped when Nichkhun ran his wet fingers under his shirt. “W-what are you doing?!”
“Shh and keep your hands in the water.” The older boy instructed, pushing Wooyoung's hands into the sink.
Wooyoung swallowed the air in his mouth as the other boy's hand met his stomach again. Nichkhun dipped his fingers beneath the waistband of the smaller boy's pants, teasing the skin there. Wooyoung shuddered, wondering what the tall boy had in mind. So far the apology had meant nothing.
Nichkhun's fingers tiptoed down the younger boy's leg and curving around his inner thigh. Wooyoung's eyes widened as the other boy's hand followed the brief line around his leg, coming uncomfortably close to his crotch. “N-Nichkhun...”
“Keep your hands in the water.” The tall boy whispered into his ear.
He gripped a knife tightly under the water as Nichkhun's hand glided over his crotch. “Hey... Stop.” The other boy didn't listen as he lightly squeezed Wooyoung's dick. “Stop!”
“Stop? Then you won't accept my apology?”
Wooyoung turned his upper body. “Apology?! This is it? This isn't appropriate. I was expecting more like...”
“More like what? You really want me to stop?” Nichkhun groped the small boy again.
“Yes stop. Go away.”
“If I go away you'll be angry about the dishes.”
“I'm already angry Nichkhun.”
The tall boy wrapped his arm tightly around Wooyoung's chest, his other hand sliding between the younger boy's legs. “I won't let you go until you accept my apology.”
Wooyoung sighed, deciding that he was going to ignore the other boy. He dropped the knife back into the sink and grabbed a cup, starting to wash it before Nichkhun dragged his hand back against his crotch. He tried to tune out the tall boy until a hand wiggled into his pants. Wooyoung gasped. “Don't!”
His hands tightened into fists under the water as Nichkhun massaged his length. The tall boy gripped the base, stroking slowly and stretching his underwear.
“S-stop...” Wooyoung closed his eyes and bit his lip. He couldn't fight the pleasure as it made him grow hard. He choked out a moan as he bowed his head, trying to hide his face.
Nichkhun ran his fingers over the small boy's abdomen, teasing the hot skin as he felt the muscles tense. Wooyoung began to move his hips, slowly thrusting into older boy's hand. He could feel the pre-cum leak from the tip as it spread in his underwear and made a mess. His knees buckled when Nichkhun palmed the tip, moving his hand in a circular motion.
“D-damn it...” He moaned, throwing his head back. When tall boy stroked him, his fingers tightened around the younger boy's cock, they making their way to the tip and back. Wooyoung grabbed the other boy's wrist, squeezing it tightly as he felt heat pooling in his abdomen.
“Going to cum?” Nichkhun whispered into his burning red ear.
“N-not in my underwear...” Wooyoung panted. “It'll make.... Make a mess.”
The older boy's eyes searched the counter top, looking for something to use. He grabbed a mug with a bit of cold coffee still in it before holding it under Wooyoung's cock as he continued to stroke. The small boy moaned, bucking his hips forward and releasing his seed. He felt Nichkhun squeeze his tip, milking him to the end before pulling his pants back up.
“What are you two doing?”
Nichkhun whipped around, leaning back against the counter casually. “Uh, drinking tea...” He lied, holding up the mug.
“Oh? Can I try it?” Junho asked, stepping into the kitchen.
Two sets of eyes widened. “Uh...” Nichkhun clenched his teeth before pressing the cup against his lips and swallowing the liquid. He closed his eyes tightly as he felt it ooze down his throat.
Wooyoung's jaw dropped as he watched. The tall boy pulled the mug away from his mouth and exhaled loudly.
“Hyuuung, you don't have to be so greedy.” Junho whined, walking out of the kitchen.
Nichkhun shuddered, throwing down the cup onto the counter.
“Y-you didn't have to do that...” Wooyoung said, his eyes still wide.
“Small sacrifice... Will you accept my apology now?”
“I guess it would awful of me not to now...” The small boy looked into the sink. “The dishes are still in here and the water is cold now.” He pouted.
“Let me help you...” Nichkhun stood close to the other boy. “With the dishes I mean.”
Junho closed his eyes tightly and clenched the sheets in his hand. He softly panted against the pillow, not moving another muscle. A hand slid under his shirt, caressing his sculpted abdomen and giving him goosebumps. Another hand massaged his ass, lightly squeezing and rubbing.
Fingers glided up his shirt, making Junho gasp as they grazed his nipples. Those hands did not stay still as they molested his body and they were driving him crazy.
“T-Taecyeon...” Junho whispered, not getting anything in response but more groping. “Taecyeon.” He turned his upper body to see the other boy. “Taec-...” He raised a brow. “Are you sleeping?” Taecyeon wrapped his leg around his waist.
Junho had felt a draft from his window in his bedroom. His room would become really cold at night so he stumbled into Taecyeon's room to seek a warm bed. As it was, Taecyeon had the bottom bunk so the small boy crawled into the bed and snuggled close to him. The older boy had woken up when he tried to spread out in the bed. Junho explained his situation and the other boy shrugged and accepted him before falling back asleep.
And now, still asleep, Taecyeon was groping him. Junho wasn't sure why he was allowing it as the tall boy's hand slid passed his belly button and over his pants. His hips were pinned against the bed from Taecyeon's leg thrown over him as he laid on his side.
Junho gasped, gripping the pillow as the older boy squeezed him between his legs. “T-Taecyeon...” He whimpered. Taecyeon's hand slowly felt his length, tracing it with his fingers and teasing him. Even in his sleep, he was giving such a skillful tease. Junho kept his body still as he gnawed on his lip.
He tensed even more when he felt a hot breath tickling his neck. “Junho...” Taecyeon whispered.
“Taecyeon? Are you... Ah!” The older boy palmed Junho's crotch, making him yelp in surprise. He heard the bed over him creak and he slapped his hand over his mouth. Taecyeon continued to touch him, stroking his semi-hard length. Junho's hand shot out as he wrapped his fingers around the other boy's wrist to make him stop but Taecyeon wouldn't.
Junho closed his eyes, trying to block out the pleasure but it only made things worse. His senses focused on Taecyeon's hand as it slipped into his pants and fingered the wet spot developing. 'How does he know..?' Junho thought.
He let out a soft whimper as the tall boy massage the tip between his fingers. Taecyeon pressed his palm against the material, stroking over top of it before sliding his hand beneath. Junho yelped when the older boy grabbing him roughly. He felt another hand dip into his pants from behind, grasping the soft flesh of his ass.
Junho was too scared to move. If Taecyeon had woken up, there would be enough embarrassment for the both of them and to last for months. He felt his pants slowly leaving his hips and soon his erection was exposed. He swallowed hard as he watched the tall boy's hand stroke him slowly.
Taecyeon moved, pulling his leg and making the small boy roll onto his back; the older boy's leg between his own. Junho was able to see the other boy's face now but clearly he was still sleeping. He was watching Taecyeon sleep peacefully before his breath caught in his throat when the tall boy fingered his slit.
His eyes fell to his cock, feeling even more turn-on as he watched the older boy stroke him. He bit down on his fingers, trying to prevent himself from letting out a moan. Taecyeon moved closer to him, his legs wrapping around the small boy's and pulling it towards him. Junho's head fit right under the older boy's chin as he turned, breathing against Taecyeon's collarbone.
Junho gripped the other boy's shirt as he started to raise his hips off the bed to thrust into that hand. His breathing was coming out in harsh pants and small moans escaped his lips. “Taecyeon...” He whispered against the older boy's skin.
Taecyeon thumbed the tip, smearing the pre-cum that was gathering there. His fingers traced the veins, covering them with the sticky clear liquid. Junho put his hand over the tall boy's, feeling the strokes in full. Taecyeon jerked his hand, making the younger boy grunt and buck his hips.
The tall boy opened his eyes, feeling the length in his hand twitch and leak. “Going to cum?”
Junho jumped, his eyes growing as wide as a full moon. “T-Taecyeo-!”
“Shh.” Taecyeon pressed his free hand against the small boy's lips. “Are you going to cum?”
“I...” Junho's brows creased as he fought to speak when the older boy's hand continued to move.
“Should I stop?”
The small boy groaned. “No...” He whispered against Taecyeon's next. “Don't stop... Please don't stop.” Junho pulled on the other boy's shirt, accidentally making their lips graze each other.
Taecyeon could feel the younger boy's breath against his lips as he panted. Junho let out a moan as the tall boy pushed their mouths together. He grunted and moaned, feeling his cock twitch once more before shooting white ribbons onto his stomach. His hips jerked as Taecyeon stroked every last drop from him before his length went soft.
Junho gasped for air as the tall boy pulled his mouth away. They were looking into each others' eyes as the small boy started to feel sleep trying to consume him. “W-why...” He blinked, trying to keep his eyes open.
“I'll tell you tomorrow... Close your eyes now and sleep.”
The younger boy gave a short moan of agreement before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep. Taecyeon stroked the sweaty bangs from the other boy's face.
“I don't really have a reason.” He whispered to himself before laying his head against Junho's chest.
Junsu cringed, staring at his messy hand and wondering what to do with it. He had heard Junho the whole time.
He had heard the younger boy come into the room and the conversation he had with Taecyeon. His inability to sleep kept him awake and he suddenly heard soft panting. He passed it off as nothing serious until he heard whimpering. Whatever was going on in that bottom bunk was something serious. He worried for a bit until he heard a very soft moan, which he knew was Junho's voice. Junsu swallowed hard as his eyes grew wide.
He now couldn't ignore the soft pants and moans that the other boy made as the sound filled the room. He knew the bedroom was dead silent and being right on top of them, he'd be able to hear everything. Junsu felt his heart start to race and his nerves danced around his stomach. Thousands of scenarios went off in his head as he tried to imagine what was going on down there. It was obvious that some touching was going on.
Junsu heard the younger boy yelp and he couldn't stop himself. He rolled in the bed, stopping abruptly as his bunk creaked. He heard Junho's moans being muffled now as he laid frozen in bed. Fear filled his head, along with confusion as he felt his length twitch. He tried to ignore it as the sounds of the two beneath him filled his ears.
He closed his eyes for a moment but the moaning seemed to get louder. He slowly rolled onto his back, trying to make as little noise as possible. Junsu looked down, suddenly noticing the tent in his pants. His eyes widened, bringing those black orbs into focus.
He kept his hands pinned to his sides, ignoring the throbbing in his pants that begged for attention. It grew painful as it pressed uncomfortably tight against briefs but he was determined not to touch it. There was going to be no way that he was going to touch himself while listening to a bandmate moan.
Junsu could hear the other boy softly moaning Taecyeon's name. He closed his eyes tight, trying not to imagine what they were doing. When he shifted, the sensitive tip of his erection rubbed against his underwear, making him inhale sharply.
“Don't stop... Please...”
He heard Junho beg and he couldn't control himself. His hand quickly found his leaking cock as his finger wrapped around it and quickly jerked. Junsu put his arm over his mouth, digging his teeth into his shirt as he moaned. He wasn't going to take it nice and slow and he wasn't going to tease himself.
He had grown so hard so quickly that his dick was weeping for release. His briefs were already soaked with pre-cum from listening to Junho moan. The sounds continued from under him, despite being muffled which made Junsu stroke himself even faster.
He could hear the sounds of his hand sliding up and down his cock, not caring if the two lovers downstairs could hear him or not. He pushed his hips off the bed, bucking into his hand as Junho's short and quiet moan drifted into his ears. 'Almost...' He thought, swiping his finger over the tip to coat his length.
Junsu squeezed his thick cock one more time before spilling his creamy cum onto his shirt and hand. He closed his eyes, breathing unevenly as he lazily stroked himself. He stopped once air returned to his lungs and he cringed, staring at the milk growing thicker on his hand.
“I know what you did with Taecyeon.”
Junho jumped, almost dropping his mug of hot soup. He turned slowly, not being able to hide his guilt. “H-hyung...” He blinked nervously at Junsu.
The older boy stomped up to him, shoving against the counter and making him spill his drink. “I want you.”
“W-wha- ah hyung!” Junho yelped when the other boy attacked his neck, piercing the skin with his teeth. “What are you doing?! Stop!”
“I don't want to. I heard you two last night.”
The younger boy swallowed nervously. “Please hyung... That was...” He stood on his toes as Junsu pushed his hands into his pants and squeezed his ass.
“I want you.” The older boy said again, this time whispering it in Junho's ear.
He couldn't understand why, now two people, wanted to touch him. Not just touch, but molest. He felt his nipples harden under the caress of the other boy. He sucked in his stomach as he grew goosebumps from Junsu's cold fingers.
Junho panicked when the older boy grabbed his shirt and ripped it off his body. He felt Junsu press his lips to his hot skin and dragging his tongue across his neck. The older boy toyed with his nipples, pinching and rolling them between his fingers. “Grab that bottle.” Junsu growled.
The younger boy reached across the counter, sliding the bottle of oil into the other boy's reach. Junsu snatched, his hands leaving the small boy. Junho heard the click of the cap before those hands returned on him, slipping across his chest. He gasped as the slick liquid heightened the pleasure.
Junsu rolled his hips, pressing his erection into the younger boy's ass. He panted against Junho's neck as he fondled him. He dipped his hands behind the waistband of Junho's pants before sliding them under that plump ass and leaving his crotch covered. He grabbed the bottle again, pouring oil into his hand and massaging into Junho's ass.
The younger boy moaned, gripping the counter top edge. He didn't realize how good it felt for his rear to be groped. He felt his dick harden in his pants as he thrust against the cupboards. Junsu squeezed his ass, squishing his slick cheeks.
“H-hyung... Please touch my...” Junho whined, too embarrassed to finish his sentence.
“Touch your what?” The older boy asked, running his oiled finger down Junho's ass crack.
“Ah! Please touch my cock!”
“Tch. No.” Junsu was determined to make the other boy suffer as much as he did that night. Junho and his little slutty ass had teased him unintentionally and he was not going to let that go ignored.
The younger boy whimpered, wondering why Junsu would say no. The older boy pushing him down on the counter, making him bend over. His pants were ripped farther down his knees and his cheeks were spread. Junho shuddered, feeling it all the way down to his cock as it begged for attention. He was about to stroke himself when Junsu slapped his ass roughly.
“No.”
“Why?” Junho whined.
“Because I said so. Put your hands flat on the counter.”
Listening to his hyung, Junho pressed his palms against the counter top. He moaned as Junsu massaged his ass before the older boy pushed something long and thick inside him. He cried out, pushing off the counter. “Hyung stop!”
“Mmm...” Junsu grunted. “Taecyeon got a taste, I want to try too.”
“W-what..?” The younger boy's fist tightened as a tear rolled over the bridge of his nose, his cheek pressed against the counter. “Taecyeon didn't do this...”
“What? What do you mean?”
Junho breathed in shakily. “He just touched me... He jerked me off until I came...” He winched as pain shot through his body.
“You mean you've never... In your ass..?”
The younger boy shook his head. Junsu started to feel guilty as he looked down at his buried cock.
“I'm sorry... I thought...” He started to pull out but Junho stopped him, grabbing his hips. “Junho?”
“Don't stop now... You're already inside me.”
“But Junho...”
“If you stop now it'll just make us awkward... Please don't stop hyung...”
Those words sent tingles down Junsu spine, making him snap his hips and Junho grunt. “Say that again...”
“Don't stop...” The younger boy said, a bit out of breath this time.
Junsu started to move his hips, pulling out slowly to get the younger boy used to him. He felt Junho loosen a bit, encouraging him to move a little faster. He groaned, feeling the tight heat surround him and drive him crazy. Junho was swallowing him up and sucking him in completely.
“Hyung...” Junho moaned. “Don't... Stop...”
The older boy dug his fingers into Junho's hips, thrusting inside him roughly.
“H-hyung... Can I touch myself now?”
“Mmm...” Junsu choked over his moan. “Beg me first.”
Junho felt the humiliation build up along with a red tint that covered his cheeks. “H-hyung... Can I touch my cock... Please?”
“N-not good enough...” The older boy closed his eyes, raising his hips with every thrust.
“Please hyung... I want to touch myself...”
Junsu ignored the other boy, lost in his own pleasure. Junho was getting tighter and tighter as if he was trying to squeeze the life out of him.
“Hyung! Please let me touch myself! I want to so badly!”
The older boy snapped out of his daze. “Fine...” As soon as Junho started to stroke himself, he felt the pleasure heighten. He almost wished that he had let him do it sooner. He grabbed the bottle again, squeezing the oil directly onto his cock as he slowly thrust it in and out of Junho.
“Ah hyung...” The younger boy moaned as Junsu's hand joined his, a little slicker than his own. The oil made Junho stroke harder as his movement were quicker. He pushed his hips back into the older boy's as he pulled on his cock.
Junsu threw his head back as he bucked his hips forward. “Shit, going to cum...” He pounded into Junho a few more times, slamming into him roughly before pouring his seed inside the younger boy's ass.
Junho gasped as warmth filled him and his cock twitched in his hand. With a couple long and tight strokes, he came covering his hand with cum.
The older boy pulled out of Junho, noticing a string of cum break from the small boy's ass. He stumbled backwards, trying to catch his breath. “I'm going to... Going to go shower...” He panted, leaving Junho in the kitchen.
The small boy waited until he caught his breath before standing straight. He cringed, feeling the thick liquid run down he thigh. He grabbed his mug before squatting down on the floor. He covered his face, feeling embarrassed as he forced the cum out of his ass. He pulled up his pants and was about to pick up the mug when Taecyeon came in the door.
“What's that?” The tall boy asked as Junho held the mug.
“Soup...”
“Is it any good?” Taecyeon tried to peek inside the cup, making the smaller boy turn around quickly.
“This one wasn't very good.” He said before dumping it down the sink and apologizing to Junsu as he turned on the hot water to wash it down.
“Hey Chansung, do you ever feel frustrated?”
At any other time but this one, that question would've caught the maknae completely by surprise.
“Yeah...”
Their schedule was more hectic than anything at the moment and the boys barely had time to themselves.
“How about now?”
Chansung raised a brow at Taecyeon, who was staring up at their dressing room ceiling. “Yeah I guess so.” The older boy sighed, closing his eyes.
“Me too.”
He wasn't sure where this conversation was going but he was just hoping the other boy was just trying to find something to talk about.
“Okay, you guys are up! Let's go!”
Six boys left the room, dressed in sexy, tight black outfits, their hair done perfectly and their make-up perfect and sharp. After they danced their hearts out though, all that changed. The outfits became uncomfortable, their hair a mess and their make-up threatening to run from their aggressive sweating.
“Damn, we were sexy out there.” Taecyeon said a bit out of breath. The other members smiled but he was only eyeing one. That one was who he grabbed quickly and pulled into a closet they were passing.
“Y-yah hyung! What are you doing?!” Chansung asked as he was thrown against a shelf.
“We might have been sexy but you were the most noticeable. You were fucking sexy.” Taecyeon said before crashing his lips against the younger boys.
Chansung felt the rush of adrenaline as if the older boy had just shoved caffeine pills down his throat. His heart was pounded against his ribs as Taecyeon's kissed him greedily. He gave in easily, knowing that he was feeling just as frustrated. Chansung moaned into the other boy's mouth as his tongue slipped between his lips.
He heard the zipper of his sleeveless vest before it was pushed off his arms and on to the floor. He gasped into the kiss when Taecyeon's hands roamed over his muscular chest. “Fuck I want you so bad.” The taller boy growled, his lips moving down Chansung's jaw.
Taecyeon felt the other boy's hands on his hips, quickly finding the buckle of his belt and ripping it open. Chansung's hand slipped into his pants and palmed his erection, making him moan against the maknae's skin. “Damn, you're so hard already.”
“You were so fucking hot on stage...” Taecyeon's lips found the younger boy's again, the kiss turning sloppy.
The tall boy shoved Chansung against the shelves again, slapping his hands against the younger boy's ass and pressing their hips against one another. He groaned when the other boy rolled his hips, grinding their erections together. Chansung tilted his head, giving the older boy better access to his mouth as he grabbed the maknae's hair tightly.
Their tongues met, fighting to be in each others' mouth. Taecyeon moaned as the younger boy caught his lip between his teeth, tugging on it. “Fuck Chansung... Take off your pants.”
The maknae shivered when Taecyeon groped his chest as he quickly undid his pants and pushed them down along with his boxers. He gasped when the older boy grabbed his cock and stroked his roughly. “Damn hyung...” He panted, grabbing Taecyeon's hips and pulling them closer.
The older boy grinded his hips against Chansung's before wrapping his hand around both their erections. The maknae moaned, throwing his head back and hitting the shelf. Taecyeon rocked his hips into his hand as the tip of his cock brushed against the younger boy's. “Shit, this feels good...”
“Ah hyung!” Chansung dug his fingers into the taller boy's hips as Taecyeon palmed the tips of their lengths. He started to buck his hips into the tall boy's hand, moving his dick faster.
Their mouths met in another greedy kiss and Chansung's hand left the older boy's hips to grab Taecyeon's face. He forced their lips together as they panted against one another. “Fuck Chansung, I'm going to cum...”
“Mmm.. Me too...”
The two tall boys looked into each others eyes before Taecyeon grunted, pushing his hips forward and spraying his seed. Chansung gritted his teeth after watching the older boy's erotic face before moaning and shooting his cum into Taecyeon's hand.
The maknae fell back against the shelves, trying to stay standing. Taecyeon wiped the sweat from his forehead, leaning behind the other boy to grab a roll of paper towels. He wiped his hand before dabbing it over Chansung's length to rid him of his sticky cum. “Thank h-hyung...” The maknae smiled.
“Yeah, sure. We should get back now.”
Chansung nodded, pulling up his pants and slipping his arms through his vest.
“There you are!” Nichkhun shouted as the two tallest members walked down the hall. “We've been looking all over for you!” The Thai boy eyed them. “Why are you all sweaty?”
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Nichkhun/Wooyoung, Junho/Taecyeon, Junho/Junsu, Chansung/Taecyeon
Summary: Three oneshots. 1) Wooyoung is really annoyed by the mess that the other members have left for him. Nichkhun tries to apologize in his own way. 2) Junho crawls into Taecyeon's bed, seeking warmth and gets something else instead. Junsu knows and wants to experience that warmth. 3) The giants are frustrated from their busy schedule.
Author's Notes: :] Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM or ... anything
Wooyoung scrubbed at a plate as his hands moved under the soapy dish water. It was his turn to wash the dishes and he scowled. “They left a huge mess on purpose. I don't leave them a bunch of dishes.” He complained as he grabbed a dirty knife.
He didn't notice through his bickering when a plate was set down on the counter until two arms wrapped around his waist. “What are we complaining about?” Nichkhun asked, resting his chin on the small boy's shoulder.
Wooyoung turned his head silently, seething with anger as he narrowed his eyes. “You guys are pigs.”
“Wow...” The older boy leaned away with a surprised look on his face. He looked guilty for a moment as he eyed his dirty plate on the counter. “I can help you.”
“No.” Wooyoung turned his attention back to the full sink. “It's my duty. Just go away.”
Despite when the small boy said, Nichkhun kept his arms locked around him. He waited until Wooyoung began to wash the dishes again before sliding his hands down the younger boy's arms and joining his hands in the water.
After guiding his hands in the water, Wooyoung started to become frustrated. “Would you stop? You're making this harder.... Ah! Don't do that!” He yelled as Nichkhun wrapped his wet hands around his stomach. “You're making my shirt wet!”
“What if I did you a favour?”
“What?”
“A favour. Paid you back or rewarded you for washing the dishes.”
“I don't need a reward. It's my duty to wash the dishes today.”
“Then how about an apology for dirtying so many dishes.”
Wooyoung bit his cheek, pondering for a moment. “Fine. What do you have in mind?”
The taller boy smirked. “I'll apologize as long as you keep your hands in the water.”
“Okay?” The younger boy raised a brow, reaching for another utensil in the dirty dish water. He gasped when Nichkhun ran his wet fingers under his shirt. “W-what are you doing?!”
“Shh and keep your hands in the water.” The older boy instructed, pushing Wooyoung's hands into the sink.
Wooyoung swallowed the air in his mouth as the other boy's hand met his stomach again. Nichkhun dipped his fingers beneath the waistband of the smaller boy's pants, teasing the skin there. Wooyoung shuddered, wondering what the tall boy had in mind. So far the apology had meant nothing.
Nichkhun's fingers tiptoed down the younger boy's leg and curving around his inner thigh. Wooyoung's eyes widened as the other boy's hand followed the brief line around his leg, coming uncomfortably close to his crotch. “N-Nichkhun...”
“Keep your hands in the water.” The tall boy whispered into his ear.
He gripped a knife tightly under the water as Nichkhun's hand glided over his crotch. “Hey... Stop.” The other boy didn't listen as he lightly squeezed Wooyoung's dick. “Stop!”
“Stop? Then you won't accept my apology?”
Wooyoung turned his upper body. “Apology?! This is it? This isn't appropriate. I was expecting more like...”
“More like what? You really want me to stop?” Nichkhun groped the small boy again.
“Yes stop. Go away.”
“If I go away you'll be angry about the dishes.”
“I'm already angry Nichkhun.”
The tall boy wrapped his arm tightly around Wooyoung's chest, his other hand sliding between the younger boy's legs. “I won't let you go until you accept my apology.”
Wooyoung sighed, deciding that he was going to ignore the other boy. He dropped the knife back into the sink and grabbed a cup, starting to wash it before Nichkhun dragged his hand back against his crotch. He tried to tune out the tall boy until a hand wiggled into his pants. Wooyoung gasped. “Don't!”
His hands tightened into fists under the water as Nichkhun massaged his length. The tall boy gripped the base, stroking slowly and stretching his underwear.
“S-stop...” Wooyoung closed his eyes and bit his lip. He couldn't fight the pleasure as it made him grow hard. He choked out a moan as he bowed his head, trying to hide his face.
Nichkhun ran his fingers over the small boy's abdomen, teasing the hot skin as he felt the muscles tense. Wooyoung began to move his hips, slowly thrusting into older boy's hand. He could feel the pre-cum leak from the tip as it spread in his underwear and made a mess. His knees buckled when Nichkhun palmed the tip, moving his hand in a circular motion.
“D-damn it...” He moaned, throwing his head back. When tall boy stroked him, his fingers tightened around the younger boy's cock, they making their way to the tip and back. Wooyoung grabbed the other boy's wrist, squeezing it tightly as he felt heat pooling in his abdomen.
“Going to cum?” Nichkhun whispered into his burning red ear.
“N-not in my underwear...” Wooyoung panted. “It'll make.... Make a mess.”
The older boy's eyes searched the counter top, looking for something to use. He grabbed a mug with a bit of cold coffee still in it before holding it under Wooyoung's cock as he continued to stroke. The small boy moaned, bucking his hips forward and releasing his seed. He felt Nichkhun squeeze his tip, milking him to the end before pulling his pants back up.
“What are you two doing?”
Nichkhun whipped around, leaning back against the counter casually. “Uh, drinking tea...” He lied, holding up the mug.
“Oh? Can I try it?” Junho asked, stepping into the kitchen.
Two sets of eyes widened. “Uh...” Nichkhun clenched his teeth before pressing the cup against his lips and swallowing the liquid. He closed his eyes tightly as he felt it ooze down his throat.
Wooyoung's jaw dropped as he watched. The tall boy pulled the mug away from his mouth and exhaled loudly.
“Hyuuung, you don't have to be so greedy.” Junho whined, walking out of the kitchen.
Nichkhun shuddered, throwing down the cup onto the counter.
“Y-you didn't have to do that...” Wooyoung said, his eyes still wide.
“Small sacrifice... Will you accept my apology now?”
“I guess it would awful of me not to now...” The small boy looked into the sink. “The dishes are still in here and the water is cold now.” He pouted.
“Let me help you...” Nichkhun stood close to the other boy. “With the dishes I mean.”
Junho closed his eyes tightly and clenched the sheets in his hand. He softly panted against the pillow, not moving another muscle. A hand slid under his shirt, caressing his sculpted abdomen and giving him goosebumps. Another hand massaged his ass, lightly squeezing and rubbing.
Fingers glided up his shirt, making Junho gasp as they grazed his nipples. Those hands did not stay still as they molested his body and they were driving him crazy.
“T-Taecyeon...” Junho whispered, not getting anything in response but more groping. “Taecyeon.” He turned his upper body to see the other boy. “Taec-...” He raised a brow. “Are you sleeping?” Taecyeon wrapped his leg around his waist.
Junho had felt a draft from his window in his bedroom. His room would become really cold at night so he stumbled into Taecyeon's room to seek a warm bed. As it was, Taecyeon had the bottom bunk so the small boy crawled into the bed and snuggled close to him. The older boy had woken up when he tried to spread out in the bed. Junho explained his situation and the other boy shrugged and accepted him before falling back asleep.
And now, still asleep, Taecyeon was groping him. Junho wasn't sure why he was allowing it as the tall boy's hand slid passed his belly button and over his pants. His hips were pinned against the bed from Taecyeon's leg thrown over him as he laid on his side.
Junho gasped, gripping the pillow as the older boy squeezed him between his legs. “T-Taecyeon...” He whimpered. Taecyeon's hand slowly felt his length, tracing it with his fingers and teasing him. Even in his sleep, he was giving such a skillful tease. Junho kept his body still as he gnawed on his lip.
He tensed even more when he felt a hot breath tickling his neck. “Junho...” Taecyeon whispered.
“Taecyeon? Are you... Ah!” The older boy palmed Junho's crotch, making him yelp in surprise. He heard the bed over him creak and he slapped his hand over his mouth. Taecyeon continued to touch him, stroking his semi-hard length. Junho's hand shot out as he wrapped his fingers around the other boy's wrist to make him stop but Taecyeon wouldn't.
Junho closed his eyes, trying to block out the pleasure but it only made things worse. His senses focused on Taecyeon's hand as it slipped into his pants and fingered the wet spot developing. 'How does he know..?' Junho thought.
He let out a soft whimper as the tall boy massage the tip between his fingers. Taecyeon pressed his palm against the material, stroking over top of it before sliding his hand beneath. Junho yelped when the older boy grabbing him roughly. He felt another hand dip into his pants from behind, grasping the soft flesh of his ass.
Junho was too scared to move. If Taecyeon had woken up, there would be enough embarrassment for the both of them and to last for months. He felt his pants slowly leaving his hips and soon his erection was exposed. He swallowed hard as he watched the tall boy's hand stroke him slowly.
Taecyeon moved, pulling his leg and making the small boy roll onto his back; the older boy's leg between his own. Junho was able to see the other boy's face now but clearly he was still sleeping. He was watching Taecyeon sleep peacefully before his breath caught in his throat when the tall boy fingered his slit.
His eyes fell to his cock, feeling even more turn-on as he watched the older boy stroke him. He bit down on his fingers, trying to prevent himself from letting out a moan. Taecyeon moved closer to him, his legs wrapping around the small boy's and pulling it towards him. Junho's head fit right under the older boy's chin as he turned, breathing against Taecyeon's collarbone.
Junho gripped the other boy's shirt as he started to raise his hips off the bed to thrust into that hand. His breathing was coming out in harsh pants and small moans escaped his lips. “Taecyeon...” He whispered against the older boy's skin.
Taecyeon thumbed the tip, smearing the pre-cum that was gathering there. His fingers traced the veins, covering them with the sticky clear liquid. Junho put his hand over the tall boy's, feeling the strokes in full. Taecyeon jerked his hand, making the younger boy grunt and buck his hips.
The tall boy opened his eyes, feeling the length in his hand twitch and leak. “Going to cum?”
Junho jumped, his eyes growing as wide as a full moon. “T-Taecyeo-!”
“Shh.” Taecyeon pressed his free hand against the small boy's lips. “Are you going to cum?”
“I...” Junho's brows creased as he fought to speak when the older boy's hand continued to move.
“Should I stop?”
The small boy groaned. “No...” He whispered against Taecyeon's next. “Don't stop... Please don't stop.” Junho pulled on the other boy's shirt, accidentally making their lips graze each other.
Taecyeon could feel the younger boy's breath against his lips as he panted. Junho let out a moan as the tall boy pushed their mouths together. He grunted and moaned, feeling his cock twitch once more before shooting white ribbons onto his stomach. His hips jerked as Taecyeon stroked every last drop from him before his length went soft.
Junho gasped for air as the tall boy pulled his mouth away. They were looking into each others' eyes as the small boy started to feel sleep trying to consume him. “W-why...” He blinked, trying to keep his eyes open.
“I'll tell you tomorrow... Close your eyes now and sleep.”
The younger boy gave a short moan of agreement before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep. Taecyeon stroked the sweaty bangs from the other boy's face.
“I don't really have a reason.” He whispered to himself before laying his head against Junho's chest.
Junsu cringed, staring at his messy hand and wondering what to do with it. He had heard Junho the whole time.
He had heard the younger boy come into the room and the conversation he had with Taecyeon. His inability to sleep kept him awake and he suddenly heard soft panting. He passed it off as nothing serious until he heard whimpering. Whatever was going on in that bottom bunk was something serious. He worried for a bit until he heard a very soft moan, which he knew was Junho's voice. Junsu swallowed hard as his eyes grew wide.
He now couldn't ignore the soft pants and moans that the other boy made as the sound filled the room. He knew the bedroom was dead silent and being right on top of them, he'd be able to hear everything. Junsu felt his heart start to race and his nerves danced around his stomach. Thousands of scenarios went off in his head as he tried to imagine what was going on down there. It was obvious that some touching was going on.
Junsu heard the younger boy yelp and he couldn't stop himself. He rolled in the bed, stopping abruptly as his bunk creaked. He heard Junho's moans being muffled now as he laid frozen in bed. Fear filled his head, along with confusion as he felt his length twitch. He tried to ignore it as the sounds of the two beneath him filled his ears.
He closed his eyes for a moment but the moaning seemed to get louder. He slowly rolled onto his back, trying to make as little noise as possible. Junsu looked down, suddenly noticing the tent in his pants. His eyes widened, bringing those black orbs into focus.
He kept his hands pinned to his sides, ignoring the throbbing in his pants that begged for attention. It grew painful as it pressed uncomfortably tight against briefs but he was determined not to touch it. There was going to be no way that he was going to touch himself while listening to a bandmate moan.
Junsu could hear the other boy softly moaning Taecyeon's name. He closed his eyes tight, trying not to imagine what they were doing. When he shifted, the sensitive tip of his erection rubbed against his underwear, making him inhale sharply.
“Don't stop... Please...”
He heard Junho beg and he couldn't control himself. His hand quickly found his leaking cock as his finger wrapped around it and quickly jerked. Junsu put his arm over his mouth, digging his teeth into his shirt as he moaned. He wasn't going to take it nice and slow and he wasn't going to tease himself.
He had grown so hard so quickly that his dick was weeping for release. His briefs were already soaked with pre-cum from listening to Junho moan. The sounds continued from under him, despite being muffled which made Junsu stroke himself even faster.
He could hear the sounds of his hand sliding up and down his cock, not caring if the two lovers downstairs could hear him or not. He pushed his hips off the bed, bucking into his hand as Junho's short and quiet moan drifted into his ears. 'Almost...' He thought, swiping his finger over the tip to coat his length.
Junsu squeezed his thick cock one more time before spilling his creamy cum onto his shirt and hand. He closed his eyes, breathing unevenly as he lazily stroked himself. He stopped once air returned to his lungs and he cringed, staring at the milk growing thicker on his hand.
“I know what you did with Taecyeon.”
Junho jumped, almost dropping his mug of hot soup. He turned slowly, not being able to hide his guilt. “H-hyung...” He blinked nervously at Junsu.
The older boy stomped up to him, shoving against the counter and making him spill his drink. “I want you.”
“W-wha- ah hyung!” Junho yelped when the other boy attacked his neck, piercing the skin with his teeth. “What are you doing?! Stop!”
“I don't want to. I heard you two last night.”
The younger boy swallowed nervously. “Please hyung... That was...” He stood on his toes as Junsu pushed his hands into his pants and squeezed his ass.
“I want you.” The older boy said again, this time whispering it in Junho's ear.
He couldn't understand why, now two people, wanted to touch him. Not just touch, but molest. He felt his nipples harden under the caress of the other boy. He sucked in his stomach as he grew goosebumps from Junsu's cold fingers.
Junho panicked when the older boy grabbed his shirt and ripped it off his body. He felt Junsu press his lips to his hot skin and dragging his tongue across his neck. The older boy toyed with his nipples, pinching and rolling them between his fingers. “Grab that bottle.” Junsu growled.
The younger boy reached across the counter, sliding the bottle of oil into the other boy's reach. Junsu snatched, his hands leaving the small boy. Junho heard the click of the cap before those hands returned on him, slipping across his chest. He gasped as the slick liquid heightened the pleasure.
Junsu rolled his hips, pressing his erection into the younger boy's ass. He panted against Junho's neck as he fondled him. He dipped his hands behind the waistband of Junho's pants before sliding them under that plump ass and leaving his crotch covered. He grabbed the bottle again, pouring oil into his hand and massaging into Junho's ass.
The younger boy moaned, gripping the counter top edge. He didn't realize how good it felt for his rear to be groped. He felt his dick harden in his pants as he thrust against the cupboards. Junsu squeezed his ass, squishing his slick cheeks.
“H-hyung... Please touch my...” Junho whined, too embarrassed to finish his sentence.
“Touch your what?” The older boy asked, running his oiled finger down Junho's ass crack.
“Ah! Please touch my cock!”
“Tch. No.” Junsu was determined to make the other boy suffer as much as he did that night. Junho and his little slutty ass had teased him unintentionally and he was not going to let that go ignored.
The younger boy whimpered, wondering why Junsu would say no. The older boy pushing him down on the counter, making him bend over. His pants were ripped farther down his knees and his cheeks were spread. Junho shuddered, feeling it all the way down to his cock as it begged for attention. He was about to stroke himself when Junsu slapped his ass roughly.
“No.”
“Why?” Junho whined.
“Because I said so. Put your hands flat on the counter.”
Listening to his hyung, Junho pressed his palms against the counter top. He moaned as Junsu massaged his ass before the older boy pushed something long and thick inside him. He cried out, pushing off the counter. “Hyung stop!”
“Mmm...” Junsu grunted. “Taecyeon got a taste, I want to try too.”
“W-what..?” The younger boy's fist tightened as a tear rolled over the bridge of his nose, his cheek pressed against the counter. “Taecyeon didn't do this...”
“What? What do you mean?”
Junho breathed in shakily. “He just touched me... He jerked me off until I came...” He winched as pain shot through his body.
“You mean you've never... In your ass..?”
The younger boy shook his head. Junsu started to feel guilty as he looked down at his buried cock.
“I'm sorry... I thought...” He started to pull out but Junho stopped him, grabbing his hips. “Junho?”
“Don't stop now... You're already inside me.”
“But Junho...”
“If you stop now it'll just make us awkward... Please don't stop hyung...”
Those words sent tingles down Junsu spine, making him snap his hips and Junho grunt. “Say that again...”
“Don't stop...” The younger boy said, a bit out of breath this time.
Junsu started to move his hips, pulling out slowly to get the younger boy used to him. He felt Junho loosen a bit, encouraging him to move a little faster. He groaned, feeling the tight heat surround him and drive him crazy. Junho was swallowing him up and sucking him in completely.
“Hyung...” Junho moaned. “Don't... Stop...”
The older boy dug his fingers into Junho's hips, thrusting inside him roughly.
“H-hyung... Can I touch myself now?”
“Mmm...” Junsu choked over his moan. “Beg me first.”
Junho felt the humiliation build up along with a red tint that covered his cheeks. “H-hyung... Can I touch my cock... Please?”
“N-not good enough...” The older boy closed his eyes, raising his hips with every thrust.
“Please hyung... I want to touch myself...”
Junsu ignored the other boy, lost in his own pleasure. Junho was getting tighter and tighter as if he was trying to squeeze the life out of him.
“Hyung! Please let me touch myself! I want to so badly!”
The older boy snapped out of his daze. “Fine...” As soon as Junho started to stroke himself, he felt the pleasure heighten. He almost wished that he had let him do it sooner. He grabbed the bottle again, squeezing the oil directly onto his cock as he slowly thrust it in and out of Junho.
“Ah hyung...” The younger boy moaned as Junsu's hand joined his, a little slicker than his own. The oil made Junho stroke harder as his movement were quicker. He pushed his hips back into the older boy's as he pulled on his cock.
Junsu threw his head back as he bucked his hips forward. “Shit, going to cum...” He pounded into Junho a few more times, slamming into him roughly before pouring his seed inside the younger boy's ass.
Junho gasped as warmth filled him and his cock twitched in his hand. With a couple long and tight strokes, he came covering his hand with cum.
The older boy pulled out of Junho, noticing a string of cum break from the small boy's ass. He stumbled backwards, trying to catch his breath. “I'm going to... Going to go shower...” He panted, leaving Junho in the kitchen.
The small boy waited until he caught his breath before standing straight. He cringed, feeling the thick liquid run down he thigh. He grabbed his mug before squatting down on the floor. He covered his face, feeling embarrassed as he forced the cum out of his ass. He pulled up his pants and was about to pick up the mug when Taecyeon came in the door.
“What's that?” The tall boy asked as Junho held the mug.
“Soup...”
“Is it any good?” Taecyeon tried to peek inside the cup, making the smaller boy turn around quickly.
“This one wasn't very good.” He said before dumping it down the sink and apologizing to Junsu as he turned on the hot water to wash it down.
“Hey Chansung, do you ever feel frustrated?”
At any other time but this one, that question would've caught the maknae completely by surprise.
“Yeah...”
Their schedule was more hectic than anything at the moment and the boys barely had time to themselves.
“How about now?”
Chansung raised a brow at Taecyeon, who was staring up at their dressing room ceiling. “Yeah I guess so.” The older boy sighed, closing his eyes.
“Me too.”
He wasn't sure where this conversation was going but he was just hoping the other boy was just trying to find something to talk about.
“Okay, you guys are up! Let's go!”
Six boys left the room, dressed in sexy, tight black outfits, their hair done perfectly and their make-up perfect and sharp. After they danced their hearts out though, all that changed. The outfits became uncomfortable, their hair a mess and their make-up threatening to run from their aggressive sweating.
“Damn, we were sexy out there.” Taecyeon said a bit out of breath. The other members smiled but he was only eyeing one. That one was who he grabbed quickly and pulled into a closet they were passing.
“Y-yah hyung! What are you doing?!” Chansung asked as he was thrown against a shelf.
“We might have been sexy but you were the most noticeable. You were fucking sexy.” Taecyeon said before crashing his lips against the younger boys.
Chansung felt the rush of adrenaline as if the older boy had just shoved caffeine pills down his throat. His heart was pounded against his ribs as Taecyeon's kissed him greedily. He gave in easily, knowing that he was feeling just as frustrated. Chansung moaned into the other boy's mouth as his tongue slipped between his lips.
He heard the zipper of his sleeveless vest before it was pushed off his arms and on to the floor. He gasped into the kiss when Taecyeon's hands roamed over his muscular chest. “Fuck I want you so bad.” The taller boy growled, his lips moving down Chansung's jaw.
Taecyeon felt the other boy's hands on his hips, quickly finding the buckle of his belt and ripping it open. Chansung's hand slipped into his pants and palmed his erection, making him moan against the maknae's skin. “Damn, you're so hard already.”
“You were so fucking hot on stage...” Taecyeon's lips found the younger boy's again, the kiss turning sloppy.
The tall boy shoved Chansung against the shelves again, slapping his hands against the younger boy's ass and pressing their hips against one another. He groaned when the other boy rolled his hips, grinding their erections together. Chansung tilted his head, giving the older boy better access to his mouth as he grabbed the maknae's hair tightly.
Their tongues met, fighting to be in each others' mouth. Taecyeon moaned as the younger boy caught his lip between his teeth, tugging on it. “Fuck Chansung... Take off your pants.”
The maknae shivered when Taecyeon groped his chest as he quickly undid his pants and pushed them down along with his boxers. He gasped when the older boy grabbed his cock and stroked his roughly. “Damn hyung...” He panted, grabbing Taecyeon's hips and pulling them closer.
The older boy grinded his hips against Chansung's before wrapping his hand around both their erections. The maknae moaned, throwing his head back and hitting the shelf. Taecyeon rocked his hips into his hand as the tip of his cock brushed against the younger boy's. “Shit, this feels good...”
“Ah hyung!” Chansung dug his fingers into the taller boy's hips as Taecyeon palmed the tips of their lengths. He started to buck his hips into the tall boy's hand, moving his dick faster.
Their mouths met in another greedy kiss and Chansung's hand left the older boy's hips to grab Taecyeon's face. He forced their lips together as they panted against one another. “Fuck Chansung, I'm going to cum...”
“Mmm.. Me too...”
The two tall boys looked into each others eyes before Taecyeon grunted, pushing his hips forward and spraying his seed. Chansung gritted his teeth after watching the older boy's erotic face before moaning and shooting his cum into Taecyeon's hand.
The maknae fell back against the shelves, trying to stay standing. Taecyeon wiped the sweat from his forehead, leaning behind the other boy to grab a roll of paper towels. He wiped his hand before dabbing it over Chansung's length to rid him of his sticky cum. “Thank h-hyung...” The maknae smiled.
“Yeah, sure. We should get back now.”
Chansung nodded, pulling up his pants and slipping his arms through his vest.
“There you are!” Nichkhun shouted as the two tallest members walked down the hall. “We've been looking all over for you!” The Thai boy eyed them. “Why are you all sweaty?”