Of Swaggers, Saloons, And Star Badges - Chapter 12
Title: Of Swaggers, Saloons, And Star Badges - Chapter 12
Character/Pairing: Jae/Min/Chun and variations of, minor one-sided YunChun, YooSu bffery
Genre: drama/angst, romance, and a bit of comedy and action, Korean Wild West AU!
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,640
Disclaimer: I have a what?
Previous parts: Prologue , Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5 , Chapter 6 , Chapter 7 , Chapter 8 , Chapter 9 , Chapter 10 , Chapter 11
A/N: Finally, I bring you smut XD I'm just gonna say I'm better at crack, but I did make myself blush, so I guess that's a good thing ^^
It had been a full week since the three men began living together and their days had become a routine. Breakfast in the morning together, then either Jaejoong or Changmin would go off to work and Yoochun would spend the day with whichever man stayed home; getting to know them better. Yoochun couldn’t move around too easily yet as his injuries were quite worse than he had realized while still in captivity, but he had some mobility. It seemed his body had held out just until rescue before succumbing to his grave injuries. He was grateful to have someone around with him all the time but he was even more grateful for the company. Jaejoong and Changmin were very different men though they held similar values. The more time he spent individually and together with these men, the more he felt his feelings grow and mature. He wanted to love and be loved by both men more than he had ever wanted anything else in his life.
However, Yoochun’s desire could not be so easily achieved. He had noticed a rather discomforting occurrence while being cared for - neither man would touch him more than absolutely necessary. Yoochun truly enjoyed spending quality time with each man; but other than the changing of the last few bandages, there was no physical contact. Yoochun wasn’t well enough to be thrown down and ravaged; but he craved for affection from these two men both emotionally and physically. Whenever he tried to initiate physical contact each man would slowly withdraw; sometimes with a pained look on his face. Yoochun then understood that Jaejoong and Changmin were purposely holding themselves back to make him feel more comfortable around them and not like a sexual object - but the imposed space between them only proved to provoke his longing for the two law men.
Most evenings, the three men would play cards or listen to Yoochun at the piano and on occasion the Kim brothers would visit when they weren’t working at the Saloon. Night, however; was the only time Jaejoong and Changmin allowed themselves to express their feelings towards the younger man as he slept. Yoochun often woke up to the soft touches of finger tips on his healing bruises and wounds. He never opened his eyes, but he was able to tell who was petting him by the different ways the men touched him. Jaejoong would hum a sad little tune while he slid his fingers along his bruised wrists and scars and his night time visits would end with a kiss to Yoochun’s forehead or temple. Changmin’s caresses were shy and not more than mere whispers of skin against skin. Changmin would also hover; uncertain if he should hold Yoochun fully in his arms or not. These secret caresses were what reassured Yoochun of their love for him; otherwise the physical distance Jaejoong and Changmin had created would have made him think that he was no longer desirable.
Yoochun usually took his baths in the evenings - alone. Jaejoong and Changmin would take turns heating the water for him and filling the copper tub and leave him to wash himself with a towel and a set of clean clothes set aside. The first few days his body was still too sore to move around so much so they had Junsu help him. Now, Yoochun was able to mostly do it on his own and then Jaejoong or Changmin would come help him back to bed or to the sitting room for a game of cards. That evening, as Jaejoong and Changmin were waiting for Yoochun to finish bathing, they heard an awful clatter coming from the bathroom and they immediately thought the worse - Yoochun must have collapsed. The two men came charging into the bathroom only to see a wet Yoochun haphazardly wrapped in towel bent over picking up the kettle for the hot water that he had knock over when he stepped out of the tub. The towel was draped over his right shoulder and he held it closed at his left side by this right hand under the towel as his left hand was holding the kettle. He slowly unbent his body and Jaejoong and Changmin felt the blood from their worried and furiously pumping hearts rush to their groins. The towel only went to Yoochun’s mid thigh and the slit at the open side revealed a vertical stripe of smooth skin along his torso down to his leg. Changmin’s mouth went dry as he eyed the damp skin and Jaejoong forgot to blink.
“It’s alright, I just dropped the kettle. See.” He held out the kettle but the movement loosened the towel around him and he barely managed to get a good grip on it with his hand from within its confines. He smiled sheepishly and put the kettle back on the stool that he had knocked it from and attempted to right the towel. He lowered it from his broad shoulders and secured it around his thin waist were it slipped down to his hips. Yoochun was too embarrassed by his clumsiness to notice that the other men had yet to take their eyes off of him or make any attempts to leave him to dress in privacy.
“Hyungs?” Yoochun tilted his head to the side in question. “Is everything alright?”
As if to check his response, Changmin looked to Jaejoong who returned the gaze and the two seemed to share a look of understanding. With a nod Jaejoong rushed forward and threw Yoochun over his shoulder.
“Jae-hyung!” the younger man exclaimed but received a slap to his behind from the man carting him off to their shared bedroom.
“Min-hyung!” Yoochun pleaded in confusion to the man following behind them.
“Too late Chunnie-ah, this is your own doing.” Changmin said coolly. A rush of fear shot through Yoochun. They wouldn’t treat him like the men at the brothel had - would they? In a moment of panic and doubt he began to struggle in Jaejoong’s hold. The older man set him on the bed and sat beside him; arms never leaving Yoochun’s waist and Changmin sat on the other side of the young man. Yoochun continued his feeble protest until a gentle hand wiped at his cheeks and he realized then that he had begun to cry.
“Shhhh. It’s alright Yoochun. We were only teasing you.” Jaejoong cooed as he rubbed calming circles against Yoochun’s back.
“You must know we could never hurt you like that.” Changmin said as he continued to wipe at the spilling tears.
He nodded his head as he took gulps of air and tried to even out his breathing. He knew that they cared for him and would never force anything on him. He supposed he still hadn’t completely recovered from all that he had been through in the past few months.
“I was just so startled and I panicked. You have both been so physically distant from me that I wasn’t expecting such a huge change in your behavior this suddenly.” Yoochun was able to explain once he calmed down.
“We are so sorry, Chunnie-ah.” Changmin said as his arms joined Jaejoong’s around Yoochun’s small frame.
“You just looked so cute and sexy in there that we couldn’t really seem to help ourselves. But we would have never done anything to you against your will.” Jaejoong explained with a sad smile, regretting his rash actions.
“I know, I do. A-and I’d like it if you would both be more affectionate with me - physically.” Yoochun blushed and ducked his head, embarrassed once again. It hadn’t taken long for Yoochun to be honest with himself and about the feelings with in his heart. He loves Jaejoong and he has fallen in love with Changmin. He wants to be with both men and the fact that the two men he cared for so deeply have such an obvious attraction towards one another made Yoochun’s decision only that much easier
“How affectionate?” Jaejoong asked as he pressed a kiss to Yoochun’s bare shoulder.
“Th-that’s fine.” The young man’s blush intensified .
“What about this?” Changmin asked as he lowered his head to press a kiss to Yoochun’s jaw and lingered there.
"Uh-huh," Yoochun nodded his head. He never thought he would be this shy with physical intimacy but then again, this was the first time he was actually being intimate with people he cared for and who cared for him in return.
Jaejoong lifted Yoochun’s head up. “What about you Chunnie? What would you like to do to us?”
Yoochun leaned in tentatively before pulling back and looking into the older man’s eyes. When all he saw in those deep eyes was love, he leaned in fully and kissed Jaejoong. He had wanted to do that since the night Jaejoong had saved his life - and the deputy did not disappoint. The man’s lips were soft but strong and the kiss was intoxicating. As a tongue swiped at Yoochun’s bottom lip the youth let out a small moan and opened his mouth and Jaejoong took full advantage of it. Yoochun didn’t let Jaejoong fully dominate the kiss but threw in a few tricks of his own causing Jaejoong to groan in heated pleasure as Yoochun sucked on his tongue. When they separated to breathe, Jaejoong was just as flushed as Yoochun and hard as a rock. The younger man turned to Changmin and wasted no time in capturing the Sheriff’s lips. They were rougher but just as strong and insistent and Yoochun couldn’t be more pleased. He was afraid that Changmin would hold himself back, as he was so prone to, but the kiss was as passionate as the man was for the law. Changmin’s tongue fought his more so Yoochun bit Changmin’s upper lip as he pulled away and the Sheriff leaned in, letting himself be pulled as he was unwilling to let the kiss end. When Yoochun giggled he opened his eyes.
“My, my Sheriff dongsaeng. You are full of surprises.” Jaejoong’s words were teasing but the look he gave Changmin, as he eyed the man’s rumpled state and bulging crotch, was pure lust.
“Well it was easy to get into the mood with you two kissing like you did in front of me.” Changmin said heatedly.
“I agree. It’s easy to get excited watching Yoochun and you kiss.” Jaejoong gave a feral grin.
“Well, then would you two kiss? So I can get into the mood?” Yoochun asked teasingly; sitting back and propping himself up on his elbows. It didn’t take anything more to have Jaejoong and Changmin leaning over him and kissing. Yoochun could tell that they kissed the way they fought - with a fiery passion and if he wasn’t already sporting a tent in his towel - he would be now. As the men continued to kiss above him, Yoochun unbuttoned their shirts and belt buckles before the men pulled away from each other and regarded him curiously.
“I’m want this.” Yoochun said as gave each man a kiss on the cheek before he crawled over to the center of the bed and removed the towel. Changmin and Jaejoong took their shirts off and pushed their pants and underwear down before they could think against it.
The three men took a moment to appreciate the site of each man’s naked body. Jaejoong couldn’t help but frown at the marks that still marred Yoochun’s beautiful skin. He crawled over to the man and began to kiss each bruise and scar that he came across. Changmin smiled at the touching sight and moved to join them.
“Yoochun-ah, since you are still healing, let us make tonight about you.” Changmin said as he took the young man’s arm and press a kiss to his wrist where the ropes had cut into his skin.
“But I -” Yoochun was silenced by Changmin’s finger pressed to his lips. He smiled and then took the finger into his mouth and laved and sucked at it. Changmin moaned and his cock twitched.
“Yoochun-ah.” The Sheriff warned as he withdrew his finger. “Let us show you that sex doesn’t have to hurt when you are with people who love you.” He kissed Yoochun’s pouting lips and trailed his way down to Yoochun’s left nipple. As he sucked the brown bud into his mouth; he was rewarded with an arching body.
“I think he likes that.” Jaejoong said and attached his mouth to Yoochun’s other nipple. The young man cried out and his back arched again and he thrust his hips into the air. “Oh he definitely likes this.” Jaejoong confirmed and bit down on the nipple he had been sucking. Yoochun’s fingers gripped Jaejoong’s hair and the man grinned naughtily and bit Yoochun again.
“So sensitive, Yoochun-ah.” Changmin hummed as he too bit a nipple. Yoochun now had a hand in his hair too.
“If somebody doesn’t do something else to me soon I’ll take care of myself.” Yoochun grounded out. He was painfully hard and as good as all the foreplay felt he needed more.
Jaejoong complied first at made his way lower, running his tongue over ribs that jutted out a little too much and to and angular hip bone that was crying out to be bitten as well. He sucked at bit at the bone and left behind a mark of his own. From now on these would be the only kinds of bruises that would ever mark Yoochun’s body. He then moved in between Yoochun’s legs and admired the erect cock and tightened sack. He ran his hands up the smooth thighs and parted them more before lowering his head.
Changmin made his way up as Jaejoong had moved downwards. He took Yoochun’s lips in a kiss again; he could not get enough of the man’s sensual mouth. He explored every inch of it with his tongue and was encouraged by the mewling sounds that Yoochun made when he would flick his tongue in a certain way. When the younger man suddenly pulled back and moaned Changmin was surprised until he looked back to see Jaejoong licking up the underside of Yoochun’s cock.
“Why don’t you come over here and help me with this?” Jaejoong asked before he sucked on the tip, finding himself rather enjoying the feel and taste of Yoochun in his mouth. Changmin smirked and gave Yoochun a quick kiss before going to join Jaejoong.
As Jaejoong concentrated on the head of Yoochun’s penis Changmin worked the base with his hand and mouth. Jaejoong pulled away and elicited a whine from Yoochun before he pulled Changmin into a kiss.
“Sorry, but you just looked really hot sucking on him.” Jaejoong panted. Changmin smiled and kissed him back. Yoochun responded by bucking his hips into the air in protest; he was so close. Jaejoong smirked and lowered himself back down between Yoochun’s legs but this time he moved his mouth lower and began to suck at the young man’s sack. Yoochun jerked and Changmin took a hold of his hips before lower his mouth onto Yoochun’s leaking cock.
Wanting to be more daring, Jaejoong continued his journey south and bent Yoochun’s legs as he spread them as wide as he could. He ran a gentle finger over the small opening and Yoochun moaned.
“Hy-hyung, Jae-hyung. It was to be wet or it will hurt me.” Yoochun panted out the words as Changmin mercilessly worked his cock. Jaejoong was glad to have Yoochun guide him; he would never want to hurt Yoochun.
Yoochun reached out for Jaejoong and took the man’s fingers into his mouth like he had Changmin’s earlier and laved at them until he deemed them satisfactory. Jaejoong almost whined at the loss of the wet heat around his fingers, but reminded himself that tonight was about his young lover. He brought the wet digits back to Yoochun’s tight ring of muscle and slowly pushed one finger in. The heat and tightness were more than Jaejoong had imagined and the thought of what it would feel like to be inside of Yoochun practically had him coming. He moved the finger slowly in and out until it glided more easily and then moved his finger in as deep as he could. Just then, Yoochun cried out and surprised the older men.
“Right there Jae-hyung. That little nub you touched is like an ultimate pleasure spot. Every time you touch, rub or hit against it, pleasure shoots through my body.” Yoochun was barely able to get the words out but he knew that Jaejoong and Changmin had most likely never been intimate with another man so he wanted to coach them the best he could. Jaejoong gave Yoochun a wicked smile before he rubbed at that spot again experimentally and had Yoochun arching his body right off the bed; sending his cock further down Changmin’s throat and gagging the man. He ran his fingers threw the Sheriff’s hair gently in apology as the man recovered.
Jaejoong added a second finger and felt the muscle fight him. He didn’t want to hurt Yoochun so he did the first thing that came to mind and brought his tongue to the opening. He hoped the added wetness would ease the friction, and it did. It also caused a series of unadulterated moans to slip out of Yoochun’s mouth. The sounds were so erotic that Jaejoong couldn’t help but continue and push his tongue in further with his fingers as he worked them in and out of Yoochun’s increasingly tense body.
As Changmin began to suck on the young man in earnest and took the throbbing cock as far back as he could, Jaejoong’s fingers crooked and rubbed against his prostate as that powerful tongue worked his stretched entrance. Yoochun fisted the bed sheets; the pleasure was better than anything he had experienced in all his years at the brothel. As his climax fast approached, he reached his hands out and at the last moment pulled Changmin’s head back - afraid to make the man uncomfortable with having to swallow his come. His orgasm then tore threw him and thick spurts of white semen shot over his stomach and chest. Yoochun’s body shook with pleasure as the aftershocks rippled through his over sensitive body and he purred as Jaejoong eased his fingers out from his lax body with a final lick.
“That was incredible.” Yoochun gushed. He didn’t know how to explain that he had never felt so good or loved; so taken care of.
“You deserved to feel good after everything you went through.” Jaejoong said as he wiped at his chin and leaned forward to kiss Yoochun. The young man mewled at the taste of himself on Jaejoong’s tongue.
Changmin dipped a finger in the come on Yoochun’s body and brought it to his mouth. He moaned at the taste of Yoochun’s semen and gasped when Jaejoong suddenly pulled him into a searing kiss.
“Too sexy Min-ah.” Jaejoong growled and kissed the Sheriff again. Yoochun sat up and enjoyed the sight of his lovers kissing before he noticed the two painful looking erections that each man was sporting. Though he appreciated the thought of this being about him, he wanted it to be about them. As the two men continued to kiss, he slowly crawled towards them and, keeping low, took each standing cock in a spit slicked hand and began to stroke.
The two law men pulled out of their kiss with identical moans and looked down to see Yoochun about to put Jaejoong’s leaking length in his mouth.
“Don’t mind me, continue what you were doing” Yoochun said with a cheeky grin and lowered his head. Jaejoong grabbed on to Changmin’s shoulder with one hand and had the other in Yoochun’s hair.
“Jesus he’s good at that.” Jaejoong gasped before kissing Changmin again. He moved his hand from the man’s shoulder to neck as the kiss intensified. Just as Jaejoong could feel his orgasm quickly approaching the delicious heat around his cock was gone and the cool air made him shiver before a hand replaced the mouth. He looked to see Yoochun now bobbing on Changmin’s length and the Sheriff’s hand soon joined Jaejoong’s in Yoochun’s hair. Changmin also needed to grab on to Jaejoong to steady himself.
“He is really good at this.” Changmin agreed. Yoochun did things with his mouth, tongue and throat that Changmin was excited to try himself in the future.
Yoochun worked both cocks with hands and mouth and drew out the pleasure as long as he could; wanting the two men he loved to have the best he could give them until he was fully healed and able to do more. Ten minutes later, after going back and forth from one length to the next, stopping right before either man reached climax and beginning again Yoochun had both men coming into his mouth at once and he swallowed as much of the salty-tangy come that he could. Once he was sure he had milked both men dry he released the softening lengths and was quickly pulled up into a kiss. Both men fought their way to his mouth and he welcomed the possessive kisses; loving the feel of tongues and lips from two mouths battling to get to his at once.
The three men soon gained control over their kiss and found a rhythm that allowed them to all kiss each other at once. When their excitement finally settled down, Changmin helped settle Yoochun into a lying position as Jaejoong found the towel Yoochun had on earlier and wiped the semen off of Yoochun’s tired body before it could dry anymore on his skin. Once cleaned and settled between Jaejoong and Changmin, Yoochun soon feel asleep in a tangle of limbs and a comfortable, loved-filled silence
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Character/Pairing: Jae/Min/Chun and variations of, minor one-sided YunChun, YooSu bffery
Genre: drama/angst, romance, and a bit of comedy and action, Korean Wild West AU!
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,640
Disclaimer: I have a what?
Previous parts: Prologue , Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5 , Chapter 6 , Chapter 7 , Chapter 8 , Chapter 9 , Chapter 10 , Chapter 11
A/N: Finally, I bring you smut XD I'm just gonna say I'm better at crack, but I did make myself blush, so I guess that's a good thing ^^
It had been a full week since the three men began living together and their days had become a routine. Breakfast in the morning together, then either Jaejoong or Changmin would go off to work and Yoochun would spend the day with whichever man stayed home; getting to know them better. Yoochun couldn’t move around too easily yet as his injuries were quite worse than he had realized while still in captivity, but he had some mobility. It seemed his body had held out just until rescue before succumbing to his grave injuries. He was grateful to have someone around with him all the time but he was even more grateful for the company. Jaejoong and Changmin were very different men though they held similar values. The more time he spent individually and together with these men, the more he felt his feelings grow and mature. He wanted to love and be loved by both men more than he had ever wanted anything else in his life.
However, Yoochun’s desire could not be so easily achieved. He had noticed a rather discomforting occurrence while being cared for - neither man would touch him more than absolutely necessary. Yoochun truly enjoyed spending quality time with each man; but other than the changing of the last few bandages, there was no physical contact. Yoochun wasn’t well enough to be thrown down and ravaged; but he craved for affection from these two men both emotionally and physically. Whenever he tried to initiate physical contact each man would slowly withdraw; sometimes with a pained look on his face. Yoochun then understood that Jaejoong and Changmin were purposely holding themselves back to make him feel more comfortable around them and not like a sexual object - but the imposed space between them only proved to provoke his longing for the two law men.
Most evenings, the three men would play cards or listen to Yoochun at the piano and on occasion the Kim brothers would visit when they weren’t working at the Saloon. Night, however; was the only time Jaejoong and Changmin allowed themselves to express their feelings towards the younger man as he slept. Yoochun often woke up to the soft touches of finger tips on his healing bruises and wounds. He never opened his eyes, but he was able to tell who was petting him by the different ways the men touched him. Jaejoong would hum a sad little tune while he slid his fingers along his bruised wrists and scars and his night time visits would end with a kiss to Yoochun’s forehead or temple. Changmin’s caresses were shy and not more than mere whispers of skin against skin. Changmin would also hover; uncertain if he should hold Yoochun fully in his arms or not. These secret caresses were what reassured Yoochun of their love for him; otherwise the physical distance Jaejoong and Changmin had created would have made him think that he was no longer desirable.
Yoochun usually took his baths in the evenings - alone. Jaejoong and Changmin would take turns heating the water for him and filling the copper tub and leave him to wash himself with a towel and a set of clean clothes set aside. The first few days his body was still too sore to move around so much so they had Junsu help him. Now, Yoochun was able to mostly do it on his own and then Jaejoong or Changmin would come help him back to bed or to the sitting room for a game of cards. That evening, as Jaejoong and Changmin were waiting for Yoochun to finish bathing, they heard an awful clatter coming from the bathroom and they immediately thought the worse - Yoochun must have collapsed. The two men came charging into the bathroom only to see a wet Yoochun haphazardly wrapped in towel bent over picking up the kettle for the hot water that he had knock over when he stepped out of the tub. The towel was draped over his right shoulder and he held it closed at his left side by this right hand under the towel as his left hand was holding the kettle. He slowly unbent his body and Jaejoong and Changmin felt the blood from their worried and furiously pumping hearts rush to their groins. The towel only went to Yoochun’s mid thigh and the slit at the open side revealed a vertical stripe of smooth skin along his torso down to his leg. Changmin’s mouth went dry as he eyed the damp skin and Jaejoong forgot to blink.
“It’s alright, I just dropped the kettle. See.” He held out the kettle but the movement loosened the towel around him and he barely managed to get a good grip on it with his hand from within its confines. He smiled sheepishly and put the kettle back on the stool that he had knocked it from and attempted to right the towel. He lowered it from his broad shoulders and secured it around his thin waist were it slipped down to his hips. Yoochun was too embarrassed by his clumsiness to notice that the other men had yet to take their eyes off of him or make any attempts to leave him to dress in privacy.
“Hyungs?” Yoochun tilted his head to the side in question. “Is everything alright?”
As if to check his response, Changmin looked to Jaejoong who returned the gaze and the two seemed to share a look of understanding. With a nod Jaejoong rushed forward and threw Yoochun over his shoulder.
“Jae-hyung!” the younger man exclaimed but received a slap to his behind from the man carting him off to their shared bedroom.
“Min-hyung!” Yoochun pleaded in confusion to the man following behind them.
“Too late Chunnie-ah, this is your own doing.” Changmin said coolly. A rush of fear shot through Yoochun. They wouldn’t treat him like the men at the brothel had - would they? In a moment of panic and doubt he began to struggle in Jaejoong’s hold. The older man set him on the bed and sat beside him; arms never leaving Yoochun’s waist and Changmin sat on the other side of the young man. Yoochun continued his feeble protest until a gentle hand wiped at his cheeks and he realized then that he had begun to cry.
“Shhhh. It’s alright Yoochun. We were only teasing you.” Jaejoong cooed as he rubbed calming circles against Yoochun’s back.
“You must know we could never hurt you like that.” Changmin said as he continued to wipe at the spilling tears.
He nodded his head as he took gulps of air and tried to even out his breathing. He knew that they cared for him and would never force anything on him. He supposed he still hadn’t completely recovered from all that he had been through in the past few months.
“I was just so startled and I panicked. You have both been so physically distant from me that I wasn’t expecting such a huge change in your behavior this suddenly.” Yoochun was able to explain once he calmed down.
“We are so sorry, Chunnie-ah.” Changmin said as his arms joined Jaejoong’s around Yoochun’s small frame.
“You just looked so cute and sexy in there that we couldn’t really seem to help ourselves. But we would have never done anything to you against your will.” Jaejoong explained with a sad smile, regretting his rash actions.
“I know, I do. A-and I’d like it if you would both be more affectionate with me - physically.” Yoochun blushed and ducked his head, embarrassed once again. It hadn’t taken long for Yoochun to be honest with himself and about the feelings with in his heart. He loves Jaejoong and he has fallen in love with Changmin. He wants to be with both men and the fact that the two men he cared for so deeply have such an obvious attraction towards one another made Yoochun’s decision only that much easier
“How affectionate?” Jaejoong asked as he pressed a kiss to Yoochun’s bare shoulder.
“Th-that’s fine.” The young man’s blush intensified .
“What about this?” Changmin asked as he lowered his head to press a kiss to Yoochun’s jaw and lingered there.
"Uh-huh," Yoochun nodded his head. He never thought he would be this shy with physical intimacy but then again, this was the first time he was actually being intimate with people he cared for and who cared for him in return.
Jaejoong lifted Yoochun’s head up. “What about you Chunnie? What would you like to do to us?”
Yoochun leaned in tentatively before pulling back and looking into the older man’s eyes. When all he saw in those deep eyes was love, he leaned in fully and kissed Jaejoong. He had wanted to do that since the night Jaejoong had saved his life - and the deputy did not disappoint. The man’s lips were soft but strong and the kiss was intoxicating. As a tongue swiped at Yoochun’s bottom lip the youth let out a small moan and opened his mouth and Jaejoong took full advantage of it. Yoochun didn’t let Jaejoong fully dominate the kiss but threw in a few tricks of his own causing Jaejoong to groan in heated pleasure as Yoochun sucked on his tongue. When they separated to breathe, Jaejoong was just as flushed as Yoochun and hard as a rock. The younger man turned to Changmin and wasted no time in capturing the Sheriff’s lips. They were rougher but just as strong and insistent and Yoochun couldn’t be more pleased. He was afraid that Changmin would hold himself back, as he was so prone to, but the kiss was as passionate as the man was for the law. Changmin’s tongue fought his more so Yoochun bit Changmin’s upper lip as he pulled away and the Sheriff leaned in, letting himself be pulled as he was unwilling to let the kiss end. When Yoochun giggled he opened his eyes.
“My, my Sheriff dongsaeng. You are full of surprises.” Jaejoong’s words were teasing but the look he gave Changmin, as he eyed the man’s rumpled state and bulging crotch, was pure lust.
“Well it was easy to get into the mood with you two kissing like you did in front of me.” Changmin said heatedly.
“I agree. It’s easy to get excited watching Yoochun and you kiss.” Jaejoong gave a feral grin.
“Well, then would you two kiss? So I can get into the mood?” Yoochun asked teasingly; sitting back and propping himself up on his elbows. It didn’t take anything more to have Jaejoong and Changmin leaning over him and kissing. Yoochun could tell that they kissed the way they fought - with a fiery passion and if he wasn’t already sporting a tent in his towel - he would be now. As the men continued to kiss above him, Yoochun unbuttoned their shirts and belt buckles before the men pulled away from each other and regarded him curiously.
“I’m want this.” Yoochun said as gave each man a kiss on the cheek before he crawled over to the center of the bed and removed the towel. Changmin and Jaejoong took their shirts off and pushed their pants and underwear down before they could think against it.
The three men took a moment to appreciate the site of each man’s naked body. Jaejoong couldn’t help but frown at the marks that still marred Yoochun’s beautiful skin. He crawled over to the man and began to kiss each bruise and scar that he came across. Changmin smiled at the touching sight and moved to join them.
“Yoochun-ah, since you are still healing, let us make tonight about you.” Changmin said as he took the young man’s arm and press a kiss to his wrist where the ropes had cut into his skin.
“But I -” Yoochun was silenced by Changmin’s finger pressed to his lips. He smiled and then took the finger into his mouth and laved and sucked at it. Changmin moaned and his cock twitched.
“Yoochun-ah.” The Sheriff warned as he withdrew his finger. “Let us show you that sex doesn’t have to hurt when you are with people who love you.” He kissed Yoochun’s pouting lips and trailed his way down to Yoochun’s left nipple. As he sucked the brown bud into his mouth; he was rewarded with an arching body.
“I think he likes that.” Jaejoong said and attached his mouth to Yoochun’s other nipple. The young man cried out and his back arched again and he thrust his hips into the air. “Oh he definitely likes this.” Jaejoong confirmed and bit down on the nipple he had been sucking. Yoochun’s fingers gripped Jaejoong’s hair and the man grinned naughtily and bit Yoochun again.
“So sensitive, Yoochun-ah.” Changmin hummed as he too bit a nipple. Yoochun now had a hand in his hair too.
“If somebody doesn’t do something else to me soon I’ll take care of myself.” Yoochun grounded out. He was painfully hard and as good as all the foreplay felt he needed more.
Jaejoong complied first at made his way lower, running his tongue over ribs that jutted out a little too much and to and angular hip bone that was crying out to be bitten as well. He sucked at bit at the bone and left behind a mark of his own. From now on these would be the only kinds of bruises that would ever mark Yoochun’s body. He then moved in between Yoochun’s legs and admired the erect cock and tightened sack. He ran his hands up the smooth thighs and parted them more before lowering his head.
Changmin made his way up as Jaejoong had moved downwards. He took Yoochun’s lips in a kiss again; he could not get enough of the man’s sensual mouth. He explored every inch of it with his tongue and was encouraged by the mewling sounds that Yoochun made when he would flick his tongue in a certain way. When the younger man suddenly pulled back and moaned Changmin was surprised until he looked back to see Jaejoong licking up the underside of Yoochun’s cock.
“Why don’t you come over here and help me with this?” Jaejoong asked before he sucked on the tip, finding himself rather enjoying the feel and taste of Yoochun in his mouth. Changmin smirked and gave Yoochun a quick kiss before going to join Jaejoong.
As Jaejoong concentrated on the head of Yoochun’s penis Changmin worked the base with his hand and mouth. Jaejoong pulled away and elicited a whine from Yoochun before he pulled Changmin into a kiss.
“Sorry, but you just looked really hot sucking on him.” Jaejoong panted. Changmin smiled and kissed him back. Yoochun responded by bucking his hips into the air in protest; he was so close. Jaejoong smirked and lowered himself back down between Yoochun’s legs but this time he moved his mouth lower and began to suck at the young man’s sack. Yoochun jerked and Changmin took a hold of his hips before lower his mouth onto Yoochun’s leaking cock.
Wanting to be more daring, Jaejoong continued his journey south and bent Yoochun’s legs as he spread them as wide as he could. He ran a gentle finger over the small opening and Yoochun moaned.
“Hy-hyung, Jae-hyung. It was to be wet or it will hurt me.” Yoochun panted out the words as Changmin mercilessly worked his cock. Jaejoong was glad to have Yoochun guide him; he would never want to hurt Yoochun.
Yoochun reached out for Jaejoong and took the man’s fingers into his mouth like he had Changmin’s earlier and laved at them until he deemed them satisfactory. Jaejoong almost whined at the loss of the wet heat around his fingers, but reminded himself that tonight was about his young lover. He brought the wet digits back to Yoochun’s tight ring of muscle and slowly pushed one finger in. The heat and tightness were more than Jaejoong had imagined and the thought of what it would feel like to be inside of Yoochun practically had him coming. He moved the finger slowly in and out until it glided more easily and then moved his finger in as deep as he could. Just then, Yoochun cried out and surprised the older men.
“Right there Jae-hyung. That little nub you touched is like an ultimate pleasure spot. Every time you touch, rub or hit against it, pleasure shoots through my body.” Yoochun was barely able to get the words out but he knew that Jaejoong and Changmin had most likely never been intimate with another man so he wanted to coach them the best he could. Jaejoong gave Yoochun a wicked smile before he rubbed at that spot again experimentally and had Yoochun arching his body right off the bed; sending his cock further down Changmin’s throat and gagging the man. He ran his fingers threw the Sheriff’s hair gently in apology as the man recovered.
Jaejoong added a second finger and felt the muscle fight him. He didn’t want to hurt Yoochun so he did the first thing that came to mind and brought his tongue to the opening. He hoped the added wetness would ease the friction, and it did. It also caused a series of unadulterated moans to slip out of Yoochun’s mouth. The sounds were so erotic that Jaejoong couldn’t help but continue and push his tongue in further with his fingers as he worked them in and out of Yoochun’s increasingly tense body.
As Changmin began to suck on the young man in earnest and took the throbbing cock as far back as he could, Jaejoong’s fingers crooked and rubbed against his prostate as that powerful tongue worked his stretched entrance. Yoochun fisted the bed sheets; the pleasure was better than anything he had experienced in all his years at the brothel. As his climax fast approached, he reached his hands out and at the last moment pulled Changmin’s head back - afraid to make the man uncomfortable with having to swallow his come. His orgasm then tore threw him and thick spurts of white semen shot over his stomach and chest. Yoochun’s body shook with pleasure as the aftershocks rippled through his over sensitive body and he purred as Jaejoong eased his fingers out from his lax body with a final lick.
“That was incredible.” Yoochun gushed. He didn’t know how to explain that he had never felt so good or loved; so taken care of.
“You deserved to feel good after everything you went through.” Jaejoong said as he wiped at his chin and leaned forward to kiss Yoochun. The young man mewled at the taste of himself on Jaejoong’s tongue.
Changmin dipped a finger in the come on Yoochun’s body and brought it to his mouth. He moaned at the taste of Yoochun’s semen and gasped when Jaejoong suddenly pulled him into a searing kiss.
“Too sexy Min-ah.” Jaejoong growled and kissed the Sheriff again. Yoochun sat up and enjoyed the sight of his lovers kissing before he noticed the two painful looking erections that each man was sporting. Though he appreciated the thought of this being about him, he wanted it to be about them. As the two men continued to kiss, he slowly crawled towards them and, keeping low, took each standing cock in a spit slicked hand and began to stroke.
The two law men pulled out of their kiss with identical moans and looked down to see Yoochun about to put Jaejoong’s leaking length in his mouth.
“Don’t mind me, continue what you were doing” Yoochun said with a cheeky grin and lowered his head. Jaejoong grabbed on to Changmin’s shoulder with one hand and had the other in Yoochun’s hair.
“Jesus he’s good at that.” Jaejoong gasped before kissing Changmin again. He moved his hand from the man’s shoulder to neck as the kiss intensified. Just as Jaejoong could feel his orgasm quickly approaching the delicious heat around his cock was gone and the cool air made him shiver before a hand replaced the mouth. He looked to see Yoochun now bobbing on Changmin’s length and the Sheriff’s hand soon joined Jaejoong’s in Yoochun’s hair. Changmin also needed to grab on to Jaejoong to steady himself.
“He is really good at this.” Changmin agreed. Yoochun did things with his mouth, tongue and throat that Changmin was excited to try himself in the future.
Yoochun worked both cocks with hands and mouth and drew out the pleasure as long as he could; wanting the two men he loved to have the best he could give them until he was fully healed and able to do more. Ten minutes later, after going back and forth from one length to the next, stopping right before either man reached climax and beginning again Yoochun had both men coming into his mouth at once and he swallowed as much of the salty-tangy come that he could. Once he was sure he had milked both men dry he released the softening lengths and was quickly pulled up into a kiss. Both men fought their way to his mouth and he welcomed the possessive kisses; loving the feel of tongues and lips from two mouths battling to get to his at once.
The three men soon gained control over their kiss and found a rhythm that allowed them to all kiss each other at once. When their excitement finally settled down, Changmin helped settle Yoochun into a lying position as Jaejoong found the towel Yoochun had on earlier and wiped the semen off of Yoochun’s tired body before it could dry anymore on his skin. Once cleaned and settled between Jaejoong and Changmin, Yoochun soon feel asleep in a tangle of limbs and a comfortable, loved-filled silence
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