but your laffy taffy got me froze oh
baekhyun/chanyeol/jongdae/kyungsoo | 1.5k | nc-17
do it for the vine!
it all started when ash did this. and then this, and this happened. usernames blocked out in case of privacy reasons.
warnings for: use of candy as a sex toy??? crack!smut
[4.36p.m.] baekhyun
hi
Jongdae stares at his phone, and chucks it aside. “That little shit. He didn’t even tell me he was going to Candylicious. Fucker.”
“Is he for real?” Chanyeol scrunches up his nose, peering at their group chat. “How’s he going to fit a lollipop up there, though.”
“Use your imagination, Chanyeol,” says Kyungsoo, not even bothering to glance at his phone. He has no time for the simple-minded.
[4.38p.m.] baekhyun
lol
[4.38p.m.] baekhyun
im getting six of these
[4.39p.m.] baekhyun
u want anything
[4.39p.m.] jongdae
ur ass
[4.40p.m.] jongdae
and 1 packet of jawbreakers
“Why do you encourage him,” says Kyungsoo, finally reaching over for his phone to type a reply into their group chatroom. “He’s already enough trouble as it is.”
“Maybe you should punish him,” leers Chanyeol, and Kyungsoo silences him with a look.
[4.41p.m.] kyungsoo
get seven
[4.42p.m.] kyungsoo
in case it breaks while its still up there
[4.42p.m.] chanyeol
u r guna be punished today baekhyun wink wonk xD
[4.43p.m.] jongdae
xD
[4.43p.m.] chanyeol
xD
[4.43p.m.] baekhyun
xD
[4.44p.m.] kyungsoo
im going to punish all of u if u dont stop now
[4.44p.m.] baekhyun
xD
Baekhyun arrives back at the dorms an hour later, carrying a bag full of sweets, and he grins at the three who have been lying about, waiting for him. “I see,” he says, seeing the way all three of them eye the candy he’s carrying, “give me twenty minutes.”
Twenty minutes later sees them opening the door to his room, and walking in to see Baekhyun with his fingers up his own ass, spread out across the sheets, completely naked. “Took you long enough,” breathes Baekhyun, and he keens, rocking back onto his hand.
Chanyeol immediately sweeps forward to grab a packet of lube from the desk, Jongdae already moving forward to slide between Baekhyun’s legs, tugging him into a wet kiss, as Kyungsoo perches himself on the corner of the bed, watching as Baekhyun pants into Jongdae’s mouth, watching as he pulls out his fingers only to have Chanyeol replace them with his own, slicked up and ready.
“Yeah,” says Baekhyun, leaning back into Chanyeol as Jongdae sits back on his haunches to pull his pants off, as Kyungsoo leisurely sheds one article of clothing at a time, as Chanyeol continues to scissor him open with his much longer, thicker fingers, compared to Baekhyun’s slimmer ones. “God, yeah.”
“Are you still going to say that when you’ve got a candy cane up your ass?” asks Kyungsoo, finally reaching forward to pinch Baekhyun’s nipple, and Baekhyun huffs out a groan, swallowing his reply when Jongdae leans forward again to press their mouths together again. Jongdae really likes kissing.
“For the record,” breathes Baekhyun, as Jongdae licks up a line of spit that trails from the corner of Baekhyun’s lip down his chin, “I didn’t buy any candy canes. Just the stick ones.”
“Too bad,” says Chanyeol, and Baekhyun yelps as Chanyeol slides in a third finger without warning, “that would have been interesting.”
“And impossible,” says Jongdae, busy sucking a kiss into the curve of Baekhyun’s neck, “I don’t think he can bend that way.”
“As much as I’d love to discuss the merits of candy canes as sex toys,” exhales Baekhyun, “can we move on?”
Chanyeol pulls his fingers out of Baekhyun in a swift motion, leaving Baekhyun craving being filled again, and it’s with a curious gleam in his eye that he watches Kyungsoo pull out a candy stick from the plastic bag on the floor, and unwrap it slowly.
It’s long, and thin, and Baekhyun could probably take two if he tried. But for now, he lies back against Chanyeol, who’s propped him up with his arms, and lets Jongdae push his legs up for easier access, and watches as Kyungsoo drips lube all along the end of the candy stick, and lines it up, the tip just tracing the rim of Baekhyun’s asshole.
Baekhyun whines impatiently, moving his hips back against it. Kyungsoo raises an eyebrow, and Jongdae laughs at the pout that appears on Baekhyun’s lips immediately as he ceases motion, waiting for Kyungsoo to make the next move.
It’s tight, it is, when it goes in at first, and Baekhyun sucks in a breath through his teeth, spreads his legs further apart. Kyungsoo pulls it out, and thrusts it back in at the slowest pace possible, and it makes him smile when Baekhyun grits his teeth and groans for more.
“Almost there,” says Kyungsoo, and by the time he’s worked half of it up Baekhyun’s ass, Baekhyun is panting, hair damply sticking to his face, skin flushing prettily across his chest and neck and face, and Kyungsoo murmurs, “you look so good like this.”
“Delicious,” says Jongdae, and suddenly, a lightbulb lights up and shatters in his mind. “Hey, Chanyeol, I dare you to lick the candy.”
“The what,” asks Chanyeol.
“The candy,” says Jongdae, “lick it.”
Chanyeol narrows his eyes.
Jongdae narrows his eyes.
Baekhyun narrows his eyes.
Kyungsoo shoves the candy stick in deeper. Baekhyun lets out a loud groan, toes curling.
“Grab your phone, Kyungsoo,” says Jongdae, and oh god, thinks Baekhyun, are they really going to do this? Is this going to be a repeat of the guy who fucked a hot pocket? Are they gonna go viral with this?
(“I’m telling you, we should have filmed that time I fucked a hot pocket before this guy did, now we’re not internet famous.”
“Chanyeol. We’re in a world-famous boyband. We don’t need to fuck hot pockets.”
“What if I say it was for science?”)
Chanyeol gets down on all fours, bending low, and just as Kyungsoo switches his camera on, Jongdae shouts, “Do it for the Vine!”
Baekhyun watches as Chanyeol fits his mouth around the end of it, and sucks on it. It makes him swallow hard, even though Chanyeol is basically doing nothing.
“Chanyeol has weak game,” comments Jongdae, and he shoves Chanyeol aside, and gets down. “Let me demonstrate.”
The second Jongdae wraps his tongue around the end of the candy stick, Baekhyun knows it’s game over for him. Jongdae glances up at Baekhyun through long lashes, grins around it, and gives it a long, good suck, pressing it back against Baekhyun with his tongue, and Baekhyun wants so badly to just wrap his hand around his cock and jerk off to the sight of Jongdae between his legs, tongue curling obscenely around the tip of a candy stick that’s half-buried inside his own ass.
He doesn’t have to. Kyungsoo sets his phone down, gets back on the bed, and fists his hand around Baekhyun’s cock, just as Jongdae pulls off to grab the candy stick, pulling it out to press it back in again. Baekhyun’s closer than he’s even been in his life, and it only increases when Chanyeol reaches back around him to drag his lips down Baekhyun’s spine, and scrape his teeth along the nape of his neck where he’s the most sensitive, and Baekhyun can’t take it anymore.
Baekhyun comes in spurts all over himself, fingers clawing into the bedsheets. Kyungsoo strokes him through it, until he’s letting little hiccupy moans out from the oversensitivity, and Jongdae finally takes the candy stick out of him, leaning over to kiss him a last time, murmuring, “Good boy.”
“Hey,” says Chanyeol, “one last thing.” He holds his hand out, motioning for Jongdae to hand him the candy stick, and he waves it in front of Baekhyun’s face. “Open up, princess.”
“You want to put that in my mouth,” says Baekhyun, “right after it’s been in my butt?”
“Why not.”
Oh. The cogs in Baekhyun’s mind begin to whirl. Payback time.
He grabs the stick from Chanyeol’s hand, surprising him, and decides to make a show out of it, placing the tip against his lips, running it along his lower lip lightly. He knows they have a thing for his mouth, and he puts it to good use, barely skimming it as he slowly parts his lips to slip it in.
The three of them go silent, watching him intently.
Baekhyun smiles, and lets his tongue drag along the end of the candy stick, licking up the edible lube that’d been slathered onto it in copious amounts earlier, curling his tongue around the candy stick and moaning loudly for added measure.
All three of them are so hard.
(Probably even harder than the jawbreakers Baekhyun had bought for Jongdae.)
Baekhyun chuckles around the candy stick. “I can’t believe you guys are getting off to me sucking candy that was in my ass.”
“No, we’re not,” says Jongdae unconvincingly. He’s already touching himself.
“Don’t you dare tell anyone,” says Kyungsoo.
“Could you do that again,” says Chanyeol, and Kyungsoo punches him in the shoulder. “Ow.”
The next day, when Baekhyun walks into the living room where the entire group is watching some random movie, he’s got a candy stick in his hand, and his mouth around it.
Immediately, Jongdae, Chanyeol and Kyungsoo jump to their feet, and rush for their rooms.
“What’s up with them?” asks Jongin.
Baekhyun just smiles, and shrugs, sucking on the candy stick.
Sweet.