Fruity Flavoured
Title: Fruity Flavoured
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Chansung/Junho
Summary: Junho finds a way to make their night alone more interesting.
Author's Notes: I was in a store and saw this... Instantly came up with this fic...
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM
“Chansung!” Junho called out as he stepped into the dorm. The two boys would have the next couple days alone, the villa to themselves, as everyone else had gone home for their short vacation. Junho took it upon himself do to some quick shopping that would help spice up the time the two younger boys had alone. “Chansung-ah?”
He peeked into the kitchen, thinking that the maknae might have had his mouth too full of food to answer but when he looked around, the room was empty. Junho frowned and dragged his feet up the stairs, passing the dark living room before something caught his attention. His ears perked up at the sound of movement and Junho shrieked, causing Chansung to fall off the couch.
“What's the matter?!” the younger boy shouted, massaging his elbow after he had landed on it.
“Y-you scared me.”
Chansung rubbed his eyes, looking over at the small boy. His eyes flashed to the plastic bag on the floor and he slunk his way over. He glanced into it, reading the word banana before it was ripped away from his sight. Junho grabbed something from the bag before hiding the rest somewhere in the kitchen.
“Go sit down on the couch,” the small boy instructed, keeping whatever he took hidden.
The maknae got to his feet, sliding them as he made his way over to the couch and plopped down. He waited in anticipation as Junho slowly walked towards him, swaying his hips. Chansung could see it coming but he was unsure what the other boy had planned. Junho moved around his legs, spreading them as he knelt between them. Without any warning, the small boy pushed his hand against Chansung's crotch, massaging it gently.
The tall boy tried not to react so quickly but it was hard when Junho had been teasing him for so long lately and denying him pleasure. He couldn't remember the last time that the other boy had actually given in to lust and he was starting to feel sexually frustrated. Chansung was hoping that this wasn't one of those times that the older boy would get him hard then run off.
He rocked his hips against Junho's palm as it pressed hard into his crotch. Chansung's eyes drifted closed as his lips parted and a soft moan escaped. A shudder rippled through his body, making him feel warm as his length began to harden. He wanted to stop Junho, to ask him if this was going to lead to anything but his question was quickly answered as the small boy's hand left his awaking erection. Chansung whimpered softly, waiting for the older boy to get up and walk away but he didn't move. He groaned, feeling even more horrified because the last time that had happened, Junho had him jerking off in front of him. Chansung was definitely not the dominant one.
To his surprise, Junho was pulled at the drawstrings of his trackpants, finally undoing them before dipping his fingers behind the elastic waistband to pull his pants off his hips. Chansung watched with wide eyes as the older boy then grabbed his briefs, dragging them off as well. He licked his lips, wondering what Junho had in mind as his cock twitched in waiting. He could feel the smaller boy's breath against his wet tip as the pre-cum that had leaked earlier had rubbed against his skin in his underwear.
Chansung's heart skipped a beat when the other boy between his legs smirked. Junho dug into his pocket before pulling out a small package. He watched curiously as the older boy ripped it open and poured the thick, red liquid into his hand. Chansung felt completely confused as Junho threw the empty package onto the floor and looked up at him as he stilled. The smirk on the small boy's face widened before the liquid in his hand was rubbed against his cock. “Mmm,” Chansung moaned, letting his head fell back against the couch as his shaft became slick when the older boy pumped his cock. His breathing quickened as Junho stroked his length, coating every inch in the red liquid. A familiar scent tickled Chansung's nostrils as his eyes fell upon the small boy's hand. “Junho, is that - ah!”
His hips bucked as Junho pressed his tongue flat against the slit on the head of his cock. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as the older boy stroked it with his tongue, making sure to lap up the pre-cum as well as the red liquid clean off. Chansung choked as the small boy slipped the tip of his cock passed his lips, taking it into his mouth and sucking. He gripped the couch cushion as he tried not to thrust his hips into Junho's mouth. It was bad enough that he was being overly sensitive from a lack of release and now the older boy wasn't wasting any time to make sure that he was fully satisfied.
Junho hummed against the length in his mouth, feeling the tall boy's hips twitch. He swallowed, hollowing out his cheeks for better suction around Chansung's cock. He wrapped his fingers around the base of the maknae's shaft, not able to fit the full length into his mouth, and started to stroke it. Junho's eyes wandered up the tall boy's body, moving up his chest to parted lips. Chansung was panting hard and small moans slipped from his swollen lips as he continued to gnaw on them. Junho moved his mouth faster, bobbing his head up and down the younger boy's cock.
He felt the vein against his tongue pulse, warning him that Chansung was close. He decided then to suck hard on the tall boy's tip, his hand still pumping with long, tight and quick strokes. “J-Junho... Junho, I'm going to cum,” Chansung moaned, his hips bucking suddenly.
Junho closed his eyes tight as the tall boy tried to push deeper down his throat. He relax as he felt the cock in his mouth twitch and hot seed oozed down his throat. He breathed in and out of his nose calmly as he swallowed, choking slightly but regaining composure as Chansung's cock stopped leaking. Junho pulled the tip from his mouth with a pop, gasping for air as he finally had the chance but it was short lived when he was pushed on his back onto the floor. Chansung devoured his lips, humming in approval as his tongue licked the hot cavern.
“I thought so,” the maknae panted, “Strawberry flavoured. I know how much you love strawberries.” Chansung grinned, seeing the blush on the small boy's face. He quickly got up, dashing into the kitchen before coming back to sit on Junho's hips, making sure he wasn't going anywhere. “Is this for me?”
Junho's lips twitched as he eyed the package that the tall boy was waving around.
“Do you want me to return the favour? I know you won't ask, so is this a hint? Do you want me to suck your cock Junho?” Chansung whispered into the small boy's ear. He chuckled when the older boy's breath hitched as he gliding his fingers up Junho's shirt, “Naughty Junho. I know you want me to do it but what makes you think I would?”
The tall boy rocked his hips against Junho's crotch, feeling the swell rub against his butt. He bit his lip, seeing the older boy blush with embarrassment. Chansung teased the small boy with his ass, rubbing it against Junho's already aching cock. He jumped slightly when the other boy's fingers gripped his thighs.
“You want it now? So greedy.”
Chansung wiggled his way down the small boy's body, undoing his zipper and pulling the tight material down. His eyes widened as he stared at the erect cock that sprang up.
“You went out without any underwear? You'll have to be punished for that.”
The tall boy wrapped his fingers around Junho's length, stroking it to full hardness. He shivered as the older boy moaned softly, whimpering slightly as Chansung tightened his grip. Chansung pulled his hand away, hearing the small boy's groan of disappointment. He picked up the package, pulling too hastily and it ripped open, the yellow liquid dripping out of the package and landing on Junho's stomach.
“Ah shit,” Chansung cursed, licking up the few drops that lead to the small boy's waiting cock. He squeezed the rest of the liquid directly onto Junho's shaft and he watched it ooze down the older boy's length. “Mm,” he moaned, not wanting to wait any longer to devour Junho's cock. He ran his tongue up the full length of the older boy's shaft, hearing Junho release a shuddered sigh of pleasure. “It tastes really good,” Chansung mumbled, moving his tongue up and down the small boy's cock.
He could hear Junho's groan of frustration as he continued to tease him, only licking the other boy's shaft. Chansung wrapped his lips around the vein as it throbbed against his tongue. He sucked on it and Junho bucked his hips, his fingers sliding into Chansung's hair and gripping, “P-please Chansung... It hurts, just put it in your mouth.”
Chansung licked his lips before swirling his tongue up the small boy's cock, “If that's what you want.” He pushed the tip passed his lips, quickly devouring Junho's length fully. The older boy cried out, raising his hips off the floor as he nails dug into Chansung's scalp. The tall boy hissed and ignored the pain as he moved his mouth up and down. He squeezed Junho's thighs, gently massaging the tense flesh as the older boy tried to buck into his mouth. The taste of banana still lingered in Chansung's mouth, encouraging him to suck as if the flavour would intensify but he knew what the next taste would be.
His tongue stroked with his lips as they moved fast, taking all of Junho's cock into his mouth. His teeth grazed the tip of the small boy's length, drawing out more sensitivity as Junho moaned sharply. He pulled as he sucked, tugging on Junho's shaft and he moved his mouth upwards. The small boy's body started to tremble and Chansung could hear his desperate gasps for air.
Chansung slid his hand up the older boy's chest before catching a nipple between his fingers. Junho arched his back off the floor, “Chansung!” The small boy's hips jerked as he spilled his cum into Chansung's mouth, his cock throbbing as it emptied. Junho's breath caught in his throat as his body stopped spasming. He shivered as cool air tickled his wet length and Chansung moved up his body.
“That tasted better than I thought,” the tall boy smiled. “I think we've had our fill of fruits today, don't you think?”
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Chansung/Junho
Summary: Junho finds a way to make their night alone more interesting.
Author's Notes: I was in a store and saw this... Instantly came up with this fic...
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM
“Chansung!” Junho called out as he stepped into the dorm. The two boys would have the next couple days alone, the villa to themselves, as everyone else had gone home for their short vacation. Junho took it upon himself do to some quick shopping that would help spice up the time the two younger boys had alone. “Chansung-ah?”
He peeked into the kitchen, thinking that the maknae might have had his mouth too full of food to answer but when he looked around, the room was empty. Junho frowned and dragged his feet up the stairs, passing the dark living room before something caught his attention. His ears perked up at the sound of movement and Junho shrieked, causing Chansung to fall off the couch.
“What's the matter?!” the younger boy shouted, massaging his elbow after he had landed on it.
“Y-you scared me.”
Chansung rubbed his eyes, looking over at the small boy. His eyes flashed to the plastic bag on the floor and he slunk his way over. He glanced into it, reading the word banana before it was ripped away from his sight. Junho grabbed something from the bag before hiding the rest somewhere in the kitchen.
“Go sit down on the couch,” the small boy instructed, keeping whatever he took hidden.
The maknae got to his feet, sliding them as he made his way over to the couch and plopped down. He waited in anticipation as Junho slowly walked towards him, swaying his hips. Chansung could see it coming but he was unsure what the other boy had planned. Junho moved around his legs, spreading them as he knelt between them. Without any warning, the small boy pushed his hand against Chansung's crotch, massaging it gently.
The tall boy tried not to react so quickly but it was hard when Junho had been teasing him for so long lately and denying him pleasure. He couldn't remember the last time that the other boy had actually given in to lust and he was starting to feel sexually frustrated. Chansung was hoping that this wasn't one of those times that the older boy would get him hard then run off.
He rocked his hips against Junho's palm as it pressed hard into his crotch. Chansung's eyes drifted closed as his lips parted and a soft moan escaped. A shudder rippled through his body, making him feel warm as his length began to harden. He wanted to stop Junho, to ask him if this was going to lead to anything but his question was quickly answered as the small boy's hand left his awaking erection. Chansung whimpered softly, waiting for the older boy to get up and walk away but he didn't move. He groaned, feeling even more horrified because the last time that had happened, Junho had him jerking off in front of him. Chansung was definitely not the dominant one.
To his surprise, Junho was pulled at the drawstrings of his trackpants, finally undoing them before dipping his fingers behind the elastic waistband to pull his pants off his hips. Chansung watched with wide eyes as the older boy then grabbed his briefs, dragging them off as well. He licked his lips, wondering what Junho had in mind as his cock twitched in waiting. He could feel the smaller boy's breath against his wet tip as the pre-cum that had leaked earlier had rubbed against his skin in his underwear.
Chansung's heart skipped a beat when the other boy between his legs smirked. Junho dug into his pocket before pulling out a small package. He watched curiously as the older boy ripped it open and poured the thick, red liquid into his hand. Chansung felt completely confused as Junho threw the empty package onto the floor and looked up at him as he stilled. The smirk on the small boy's face widened before the liquid in his hand was rubbed against his cock. “Mmm,” Chansung moaned, letting his head fell back against the couch as his shaft became slick when the older boy pumped his cock. His breathing quickened as Junho stroked his length, coating every inch in the red liquid. A familiar scent tickled Chansung's nostrils as his eyes fell upon the small boy's hand. “Junho, is that - ah!”
His hips bucked as Junho pressed his tongue flat against the slit on the head of his cock. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as the older boy stroked it with his tongue, making sure to lap up the pre-cum as well as the red liquid clean off. Chansung choked as the small boy slipped the tip of his cock passed his lips, taking it into his mouth and sucking. He gripped the couch cushion as he tried not to thrust his hips into Junho's mouth. It was bad enough that he was being overly sensitive from a lack of release and now the older boy wasn't wasting any time to make sure that he was fully satisfied.
Junho hummed against the length in his mouth, feeling the tall boy's hips twitch. He swallowed, hollowing out his cheeks for better suction around Chansung's cock. He wrapped his fingers around the base of the maknae's shaft, not able to fit the full length into his mouth, and started to stroke it. Junho's eyes wandered up the tall boy's body, moving up his chest to parted lips. Chansung was panting hard and small moans slipped from his swollen lips as he continued to gnaw on them. Junho moved his mouth faster, bobbing his head up and down the younger boy's cock.
He felt the vein against his tongue pulse, warning him that Chansung was close. He decided then to suck hard on the tall boy's tip, his hand still pumping with long, tight and quick strokes. “J-Junho... Junho, I'm going to cum,” Chansung moaned, his hips bucking suddenly.
Junho closed his eyes tight as the tall boy tried to push deeper down his throat. He relax as he felt the cock in his mouth twitch and hot seed oozed down his throat. He breathed in and out of his nose calmly as he swallowed, choking slightly but regaining composure as Chansung's cock stopped leaking. Junho pulled the tip from his mouth with a pop, gasping for air as he finally had the chance but it was short lived when he was pushed on his back onto the floor. Chansung devoured his lips, humming in approval as his tongue licked the hot cavern.
“I thought so,” the maknae panted, “Strawberry flavoured. I know how much you love strawberries.” Chansung grinned, seeing the blush on the small boy's face. He quickly got up, dashing into the kitchen before coming back to sit on Junho's hips, making sure he wasn't going anywhere. “Is this for me?”
Junho's lips twitched as he eyed the package that the tall boy was waving around.
“Do you want me to return the favour? I know you won't ask, so is this a hint? Do you want me to suck your cock Junho?” Chansung whispered into the small boy's ear. He chuckled when the older boy's breath hitched as he gliding his fingers up Junho's shirt, “Naughty Junho. I know you want me to do it but what makes you think I would?”
The tall boy rocked his hips against Junho's crotch, feeling the swell rub against his butt. He bit his lip, seeing the older boy blush with embarrassment. Chansung teased the small boy with his ass, rubbing it against Junho's already aching cock. He jumped slightly when the other boy's fingers gripped his thighs.
“You want it now? So greedy.”
Chansung wiggled his way down the small boy's body, undoing his zipper and pulling the tight material down. His eyes widened as he stared at the erect cock that sprang up.
“You went out without any underwear? You'll have to be punished for that.”
The tall boy wrapped his fingers around Junho's length, stroking it to full hardness. He shivered as the older boy moaned softly, whimpering slightly as Chansung tightened his grip. Chansung pulled his hand away, hearing the small boy's groan of disappointment. He picked up the package, pulling too hastily and it ripped open, the yellow liquid dripping out of the package and landing on Junho's stomach.
“Ah shit,” Chansung cursed, licking up the few drops that lead to the small boy's waiting cock. He squeezed the rest of the liquid directly onto Junho's shaft and he watched it ooze down the older boy's length. “Mm,” he moaned, not wanting to wait any longer to devour Junho's cock. He ran his tongue up the full length of the older boy's shaft, hearing Junho release a shuddered sigh of pleasure. “It tastes really good,” Chansung mumbled, moving his tongue up and down the small boy's cock.
He could hear Junho's groan of frustration as he continued to tease him, only licking the other boy's shaft. Chansung wrapped his lips around the vein as it throbbed against his tongue. He sucked on it and Junho bucked his hips, his fingers sliding into Chansung's hair and gripping, “P-please Chansung... It hurts, just put it in your mouth.”
Chansung licked his lips before swirling his tongue up the small boy's cock, “If that's what you want.” He pushed the tip passed his lips, quickly devouring Junho's length fully. The older boy cried out, raising his hips off the floor as he nails dug into Chansung's scalp. The tall boy hissed and ignored the pain as he moved his mouth up and down. He squeezed Junho's thighs, gently massaging the tense flesh as the older boy tried to buck into his mouth. The taste of banana still lingered in Chansung's mouth, encouraging him to suck as if the flavour would intensify but he knew what the next taste would be.
His tongue stroked with his lips as they moved fast, taking all of Junho's cock into his mouth. His teeth grazed the tip of the small boy's length, drawing out more sensitivity as Junho moaned sharply. He pulled as he sucked, tugging on Junho's shaft and he moved his mouth upwards. The small boy's body started to tremble and Chansung could hear his desperate gasps for air.
Chansung slid his hand up the older boy's chest before catching a nipple between his fingers. Junho arched his back off the floor, “Chansung!” The small boy's hips jerked as he spilled his cum into Chansung's mouth, his cock throbbing as it emptied. Junho's breath caught in his throat as his body stopped spasming. He shivered as cool air tickled his wet length and Chansung moved up his body.
“That tasted better than I thought,” the tall boy smiled. “I think we've had our fill of fruits today, don't you think?”