Swallowed Persuasion ; ChanSeKai ; NC-17
Warning: This story contains incest, rimming, and a significant age difference between Sehun and YeolKai.
Sehun is older than thirteen.
The night was young just as Chanyeol stumbles into the house, tripping over a bunch of shoes and laughing alongside with his friend. They weren’t exactly quiet when the both of them started chortling at the different furniture in the house, knocking down a picture frame at the same time. Chanyeol’s friend picks it up though, almost tumbling over as he bent down, and he stares hard at the picture.
“Hey, hey-- Yeol.” He mumbles in his drunken stupor, nudging the air with his elbow. “Who’s this cutie, your sister?”
“Haaa?” Chanyeol walks over in a less-than-straight line, snatching the frame from the other’s hands. “That’s my brother, you fuckin’ shithead!”
“I’m sorry if your brother looks like a girl, you little shit.”
Snorting, Chanyeol roughly places the plastic frame back onto the shelves; thumb gently brushing on the laminated image. “B--But Kai, you know what? Sometimes, I sit in the bath and imagine Sehun sucking my dick, and then we’ll fuck till he begs me to stop because it hurts.”
“You’re such a fuckin’ sadistic bastard,” Kai laughs, punching Chanyeol on the arm. “But I like that shit.”
Kai walks down the hall, holding his balance against the wall, while Chanyeol leaves to puke his fucking guts out into the toilet or something. He could barely hold his foot up without wanting to throw himself against the bloody floor, lest say make his own way in Chanyeol’s room. Upon seeing the first door to his right, he reaches for the doorknob and opens it, only to see a surprise sitting on the bed -- literally, that is.
Rubbing his eyes, Sehun stares up at the sudden source of light, wincing a little when the hunched silhouette reeked of alcohol and cigarettes.
“Yeol…hyung?”
A dark chuckle erupts from the other, notifying Sehun that no, this isn’t Chanyeol. “This is Kai…”
Staggering over, Kai stands right in front of the young boy, only to fall atop of Sehun as he tried to lean over. There was a slight struggle from the latter when he’d fallen, much smaller hands pushing against his chest in an attempt to push him away. Sehun freezes though, when Kai slides a hand under his pajama top.
“Little Sehun, you’re so beautiful.”
“Chanyeol has been hiding such a gem from me all along…”
A pair of lips runs themselves along the length of Sehun’s neck, causing the latter to squirm beneath Kai. He’s so much smaller when it comes to their physique, with Kai easily covering his body as they lay on the bed. Sehun didn’t make a sound as Kai pulls away, leering over how easy of a target Chanyeol’s younger brother is, grabbing him by the underarms and pushing him back up to lay fully on his mattress. The boy turns his head away when Kai attempts to plant a kiss on his lips, only having a harsh peck against his cheek.
“I don’t think this is a good idea… and you stink really badly.”
“It’s the scent of a real man, kid.” Kai murmurs, but his hands never once stopped trying to undo Sehun’s top, fingertips skimming along the smooth after-bath skin.
“I’m not a kid! I’m fourteen!”
“Then… Let’s do something only adults do.”
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Chanyeol must’ve fallen asleep in the bathroom while vomiting the alcohol out of his system, because the next thing he realizes was how he’s leaning against the toilet seat. His head is pounding from his hangover, legs sore from staying in that awkward position for probably hours. Being much more sober than he had been before, Chanyeol gets out of reeking bathroom, walking over to the fridge to get a glass of water -- then he hears it. There’s a mixture of low grunts and high-pitched choked out sobs sounding from Sehun’s room.
Silently making his way to the left corner, Chanyeol peeks in from the door that was left ajar, immediately pushing it open once he’d seen what had happened to Sehun.
Kai has Sehun straddling his lap, pajama top unbuttoned and his pants left on the ground. His lips were parted, letting out silent gasps of pleasure as Kai continued thrusting into him, both their bodies pressed close and hot against the other. Sehun’s hands were gripping tight onto Kai’s biceps, his knuckles turning white with force. What angers him the most was how neither of them had the cheek to stop when they saw him by the door, Kai looking over and sending him a coy smile, with Sehun merely looking dazed and confused, yet still letting out his soft moans.
Chanyeol’s mad -- raging with fury, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away seeing how much smaller Sehun seemed in Kai’s arms. He wants to be angry, punch Kai in the bloody face and tell him his brother isn’t someone he could fuck and play with, but he notices the way the both of them had stopped -- the latter pulling out and whispering something into Sehun’s ear. His younger brother nods, eyes still looking hazy as he climbed out of Kai’s lap and off the bed, taking a few steps forward to grab onto Chanyeol’s larger hand and pulling him towards the mattress.
Sehun climbs back onto the bed, this time, getting on his knees and facing Chanyeol. He fumbles with the latter’s jeans, unzipping his fly and tugging out the half-hard penis, immediately placing little kisses on the length as Kai knelt behind him. Chanyeol swears he hears Kai mumbling ‘yes, just like how I’d taught you to’, but there was absolutely no chance for him to continue thinking as Sehun started to engulf him in -- slender fingers grabbing whatever he couldn’t fit into his mouth. Under the soft light, Chanyeol could see the way Sehun looked, his eyes screwed shut for a moment when Kai pushed himself in once again, unadulterated lust exploding behind those dark irises of nothing but confoundedness. It was very much obvious that Sehun was new to oral sex -- or sex in general -- with how his teeth was scraping not all that lightly on the skin of his penis; occasionally hurting, but the enthusiasm within him turns Chanyeol on so much. Rather than receiving a blowjob, it was pretty much Sehun getting fucked at both ends, Kai moving fast, while Chanyeol fucks his mouth slow, and he’s deepthroating the latter soon enough with much difficulties.
His gag reflex was acting up, throat constricting every time Chanyeol pushes in and he wants to pull away, but there were hands gripping onto his hair, and the back of his head. Kai was sliding his hands along Sehun’s inner thigh, before lifting one of his legs up and started ramming in deeper. Chanyeol’s balls were slapping against his chin, his nose buried in wiry pubic hair as Kai fucks him in the ass, pushing him towards the former. His tongue is pressed flat, covering the bottom row of his teeth when Chanyeol’s fat and heavy cock slides in and out, and it’s just burning hot when Kai starts kneading his ass.
“How cute,” Kai chuckles, “His shoulders are quaky as fuck.”
Chanyeol pulls out just then, letting Sehun fall right onto his own arms, ass still lifted up as Kai continued his ministrations. His coughing couldn’t stop as the soreness in his throat started to bite into him, lips swollen and tinted cherry red (not that they could see).
Sehun didn’t know what had happened exactly, but the cock in his ass was pulled out roughly, making him moan out in hurt. A pair of hands settles themselves on his ankles, pulling him back as his neglected cock rubbed against the rough material of his sheets.
“Get on all fours now.” Chanyeol bellows, impatience showing on wanting to fuck his younger, and so very beautiful brother.
Getting onto his hands and knees sluggishly, Sehun wasn’t given a chance to take a break as Chanyeol pushes in straight. His lips were trembling and eyes threatening to spill more tears with Chanyeol ramming into him every time. Sehun’s body was feeling sore all over, and his penis is aching so badly. He’s telling Yeol-hyung that it hurts, it hurts so badly, so please, stop but all Chanyeol did was to go faster and harder. The vice grip on his waist gets tighter at every thrust, bruising his fair skin and Sehun notices that he’s crying with no restraints because it really hurts.
He gets flipped over roughly, finally realizing that Kai was sitting by the headboard, cock erect and had been watching them the entire time. Chanyeol’s forehead was covered in a thin sheen of oil and sweat as he spreads Sehun’s legs as wide as they could go -- but he doesn’t fuck him. Chanyeol lets his eyes travel all around the younger boy’s body, eyes fixated between his legs, the wet substance on his ass shimmering under the light from the door left ajar.
Leaning down, Chanyeol has a hand wrapped on Sehun’s penis, his tongue flicking out to lick around the perineum, slowly moving south to his anus. He presses a kiss against the wrinkled skin, enjoying the loud wail from the other. Chanyeol may have gotten a little too rough, noticing that the ring of muscles had swell up a little, and that Sehun was extremely close to his orgasm, with the way his thighs were quaking and fingers burying themselves in his hair. His hand starts stroking, thumb sliding around the head and intentionally letting his nail lightly dig into the slit of his cock. His tongue started working its way into the well-fucked anus, muscles putting up a certain amount of resistance -- but Chanyeol knows Sehun wants this. He wants it so bad, and Chanyeol wasn’t going to let him down.
Letting another hand support Sehun’s calve, Chanyeol’s servicing him deeper, stroking him faster. Then again, Sehun has been holding in long, considered that he was a virgin. He cums without a care that Chanyeol is his sibling, panting hard and sobbing out the relief in his heart. His eyes were heavy, too tired from being fucked, and all he could hear was Chanyeol telling him that it’s all over now.
“Sleep in, I’ll make a call to your school tomorrow. I’ll tell them you’re sick.”
If it were on a normal occasion, Sehun would have made a big fuss over how he wasn’t a child, and didn’t have a fixed bedtime -- but it wasn’t. Moreover, it was a little too late for him to get sufficient rest for school anyway.
Kai moves out of the bed, and watches how Chanyeol cleans Sehun up and carefully tucks him back into bed, pressing a light kiss on his forehead after.
Chuckling, he crosses his arms and leans against the wall till Chanyeol was done, and started to make his way towards him.
“That kiss was such a boner killer,” Kai utters, refusing the hug that the other was giving him. “I’m all soft now.” He mumbles, looking down at his limp cock before punching Chanyeol on the shoulder, frustrated. Just as Kai was about to bend over to pick his clothing up, Chanyeol pulls him into a half-hearted embrace, as they shared a heated kiss; tongues sliding and teeth gnashing against each other. Chanyeol pulls away, staring lustfully at how Kai was so close to bending over for him then and there.
“Then I’ll just have to fuck you till you’re hard again, don’t I?” he whispers.
Chanyeol’s leading Kai out of Sehun’s room and into his own, both of them settling the problems that Sehun never did resolve for the night.
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how was it?
I'm sorry if it disgusts some of you, but this was a request and I wanted to write according to the requester's likings (though she didn't say it was necessary) ^^;;
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