LoveGame [One-shot]
Title: LoveGame [One-shot]
Word Count: 6,937
Pairings: KRYSH [Kyuhyun/Ryeowook/Yesung/Sungmin/Donghae]
Rating: NC-17
Summary: One drunken game of truth or dare leads five roommates to try something they never thought they'd do, and certainly not together.
Disclaimer: Title taken from "LoveGame" by Lady Gaga
“What do you want to do tonight?” Kyuhyun asked, staring blankly at Sungmin, whom had his eyes fixed on his fingers as he scratched at the kitchen table. Ryeowook was slumped over the tabletop while Donghae was at the refrigerator, rummaging for food.
“I don’t know. When’s Yesung-hyung getting home from work?” Sungmin grunted, finally getting bored with his scratching. He then started picking at Ryeowook’s arm hair, oddly enough. Ryeowook batted his hand away and looked at the clock.
“It’s almost 7, he should be here soon. Hyung, what are you doing?” he asked Donghae, who had a bunch of food in his arms.
“We should get ready for dinner! Even if we go out later, we still have to eat,” he smiled, handing Kyuhyun a head of lettuce.
“What the hell am I supposed to do with this?”
“I don’t know! Make something,” he grinned cheerfully, handing the tomato under his armpit to Sungmin.
“Ew, Donghae,” Sungmin pushed his hand away and got up, only to stop at the kitchen doorway, a pout on his face.
“I’m so bored! I want to go drinking or dancing or something. I’m tired of staying in every Friday night,” he whined. Kyuhyun rolled his eyes, Ryeowook giggled, while Donghae looked offended that Sungmin had rejected his tomato.
“I’m home,” Yesung shouted from the front hall in a singsong voice.
“FINALLY!” Sungmin groaned, running towards Yesung’s voice. Donghae dropped the food on the table. Kyuhyun slowly got up and followed after Ryeowook who was practically skipping to Yesung’s side.
“What are we doing tonight, hyung?” Donghae asked with stars in his eyes.
Yesung sighed, and rubbed the bridge of his nose, “Why am I always the one to take you guys out. Just because I’m the hyung doesn’t mean I always feel like leading you guys around like you were my little brothers.”
He rubbed his shoulders and took off his shoes before making his way to the living room, the foursome following after him. He sat down on the couch, surrounded by the four of them, eager to hear what he had planned for the night.
“Clubbing? Drinking? Both? What do you guys want to do?”
“I vote for that!” Sungmin said in a cheery voice.
“If we’re going to dance, we need energy. Ryeowookie, make something for us,” Donghae suggested, using the puppy-dog tactic on Ryeowook who was the only one in the apartment who actually fell for it.
“Fine, hyung. What do you guys want?”
“Are we really gonna go dancing? Why can’t we just stay in and play video games or something?” Kyuhyun groaned, sounding less than enthusiastic about Yesung’s plans for them.
“Come on, Kyuhyun, it’ll be fun. We’ll drink some and I’m sure you’ll be buzzed enough that dancing will just come naturally,” Sungmin rambled, smiling sweetly and causing Kyuhyun to melt a little.
“Fine, fine,” he finally agreed, “Just let me find something to wear. I never have the right outfit for these kinds of things,” he muttered, making his way to his bedroom.
Ryeowook, Kyuhyun, Donghae, Sungmin and Yesung all lived in the same apartment together. They’d been roommates for less than a year and became the best of friends.
The way it went was Ryeowook was a student in the same class as Kyuhyun. The two were talking one day when he mentioned that his older friend, Yesung, he knew from high school was looking for another roommate for the two of them. The rent was cheap for the most part so Ryeowook happily moved in with the two of them.
Then came Sungmin who was a friend of Yesung’s, whom he worked with at his previous job. He’d been kicked out of his apartment and was in desperate need for a new place to stay. It started out as just as a crash situation until Yesung mentioned that there was an extra room that Sungmin could have if he really couldn’t find another place. Sungmin was more than gracious and became the fourth roommate.
Finally there was Donghae, a new student in Ryeowook’s music class who was always shabbily dressed and looked like he wasn’t the most well kept guy. As Ryeowook got to know him, he found out that Donghae was actually homeless and had been living in his car. The day he found out Donghae’s situation was the day Ryeowook went to Yesung and asked him if it was possible Donghae could sleep on their couch until he could afford to move out. That day never came because before anyone knew it, Donghae was Kyuhyun’s new bedroom roommate, while Sungmin and Ryeowook became roommates as well. Yesung took control of the master bedroom, as was appropriate since he was the oldest and he was the first person to live in the apartment in the first place.
As much as they all enjoyed living with another, there were certain underlying feelings, for lack of a better term. Ryeowook had suspected that maybe just maybe, Kyuhyun had a crush on Sungmin. Donghae was also suspicious in his undying graciousness towards Yesung. Ryeowook, himself, was oblivious, however, to Sungmin’s unusual affections towards him.
There had never been a group of five guys, so messed up and so confused. But it was their entire dynamic as a group of five friends, and it wasn’t likely to change.
Until that not-so-typical Friday night, that is.
The fivesome, after a delicious meal provided by Ryeowook with a bit well-meaning but useless help from Donghae, made their way to their first stop, the bar a few blocks down from their apartment building. Yesung was friends with the bartender and he made it a habit of asking him for discounts on drinks.
“No.”
“Come on, hyung. We want to drink but we’re short on cash. Just this once?”
“You say that every time you come in here, Yesung. I’m starting to not believe you.”
“Come on, Heechul-hyung! At least give these four a discount. They’re unemployed students who just want to have a little fun,” he said, his hands clasped as he begged to get a discount on his friends’ drunkenness.
Heechul crossed his arms and gave Yesung a quick once-over. He then turned to look at the foursome standing next to Yesung, each one looking more pathetically desperate than the last. He sighed, took a glass and poured some beer into it, handing it to Yesung. Then repeated until all five of them had a glass in hand.
“VICTORY,” Yesung shouted, causing Heechul to curse at him. He smiled awkwardly before leading the other four to a booth nearby.
“Hyung, you’re amazing,” Donghae said, shouting over the loud music and staring at Yesung, awestruck. Ryeowook rolled his eyes, only to notice how Kyuhyun was inadvertently staring at Sungmin. Sungmin didn’t notice and continued drinking.
“What’s up?” he asked Ryeowook. Ryeowook looked at Kyuhyun who started to blush a little and turned away. Sungmin looked at him and then back at Ryeowook, who just shook his head and continued drinking.
“This isn’t as fun as I thought it would be,” Kyuhyun complained, staring at the empty glass in front of him.
“Yeah, I don’t think I really like drinking,” Donghae added, sticking his tongue out in disgust, only to lick his lips. Ryeowook stared at his mouth; his own open a little. He looked away suddenly, making eye contact with Yesung.
“Are you guys enjoying yourself?” he asked Ryeowook and Sungmin. Sungmin nodded but Ryeowook just shrugged his shoulders.
“I think we’d have been fine if we just stayed in and drank,” he stated, bluntly, shrugging his shoulders again.
“It’s okay, hyung. I’m enjoying myself,” Sungmin smiled, “I think I’ll get another glass!”
Kyuhyun watched him as he walked away, as did Ryeowook, who then looked back at Donghae. Donghae smiled at him, causing Ryeowook to grin sheepishly. Yesung looked at the both of them and smirked to himself, almost knowingly.
“Do you guys just want to go back to the apartment? I thought we could go to the club next. Dance a little, maybe pick up some girls.”
Donghae beamed, “That sounds fun, hyung!”
Ryeowook laughed, “Well, I don’t know about the whole picking up girls thing, but I wouldn’t mind going dancing. What about you, Kyuhyun?” he asked, trying to get Kyuhyun’s attention off Sungmin, who was returning to his seat with another glass of beer.
“That’s fine. Hyung, we’re thinking of going dancing. Do you want to go or do you want to go home? I’m fine with going home if that’s what you want.”
“I want to go dancing!”
“I’m fine with that too,” Kyuhyun replied, sinking down in his seat a little after sounding so desperate. Sungmin didn’t seem to notice.
“You want to go dancing?” he asked Ryeowook, who could only nod in response, stifling a giggle at Kyuhyun’s actions. He looked at Donghae again, who was looking at Yesung.
“Let’s just get the hell out of here already!”
Yesung paid for their drinks and the five of them walked out of the bar and down the street to the nightclub. They walked in a straight line, unusually enough, only to end up in another line, the line to get into the club. They waited for twenty minutes only for Sungmin to realize that he actually knew the bouncer.
“Kangin-hyung?”
“Sungmin?”
“Hyung, you’re the bouncer here?” he asked, a cheery smile spread across his face, making everyone, Kyuhyun especially, curious as to how Sungmin knew the club bouncer and why he was calling him “hyung.”
“Yeah, are these guys with you?” he asked, pointing to the remaining four.
“Yes-unfortunately,” Sungmin joked, playfully shoving Ryeowook who smiled and looked at Kangin, only to shudder a little in intimidation.
“Okay, you all can come in,” Kangin replied, undoing the velvet rope and watching as the five of them made their way into the club. Yesung gave him a weird look; a mixture between a glare and a suggestive glance that lasted no more than the five seconds it took him to get into the club.
“Where do you guys want to go? Do you want to get a table or do you just want to make your way to the dance floor?” Yesung shouted, trying to outdo the loud music blaring from inside.
“Let’s just dance,” Sungmin suggested, grabbing both Ryeowook and Kyuhyun and dragging them after him. Yesung grabbed Donghae and the five of them made their way down the small staircase to the main dance floor lights from underneath flashing as the song changed to a more techno-sounding pop song.
“Ooh I love this song,” Sungmin squealed, as he started dancing with Kyuhyun who looked embarrassed beyond belief. Ryeowook nudged him and started dancing as well, once again making awkward eye contact with Donghae who was too busy dancing with Yesung to notice. Yesung whispered to Donghae and pointed to two girls on the other side of the room. They quickly disappeared into the crowd and made their way to the pair, as Ryeowook watched, feeling a little neglected.
“What’s wrong, Ryeowook?” Sungmin asked, leaning in so Ryeowook could hear him over the booming bass.
“Ah, nothing, hyung. It’s nothing,” Ryeowook replied, continuing to dance even as his eyes shifted back to Yesung and Donghae.
“Hi, my name is Yesung and this is Donghae. What are yours?”
The first girl giggled, looking at Donghae who was clearly too nervous to respond. The second girl looked at Yesung like he had something disgusting on his face.
“I’m Jessica. This is Sooyoung,” the first girl said, smiling sweetly at Donghae who was none too interested in looking back at her. In fact, his eyes darted all around the room, once at Yesung, a few times at Ryeowook and the others, another at the DJ.
“Yah, aren’t you going to even look at us,” the second girl, Sooyoung, said to Donghae. Donghae looked at her, terrified and mumbled an apology. He grabbed Yesung’s arm and turned him around to discuss something with him.
“Hyung, I don’t think I can do this. I-I’m not really interested in meeting girls, right now.”
“What? Why not? There are two beautiful girls, one of whom is really interested in you, and the other-well-there’s two beautiful girls here! Why don’t you want to meet them?”
“I just don’t.”
“Oh come on, Donghae, you know you can tell me anything.”
Donghae looked at Yesung who was smiling at him, making him feel like his legs could give out from underneath him.
He looked down at the floor, kicking at it bashfully and shoving his hands in his pockets.
“I kind of have someone I liked already,” he murmured.
Yesung wasn’t sure if he heard right so he asked Donghae to repeat himself.
“I HAVE SOMEONE I LIKE ALREADY!” he shouted, causing a few people to stare at him as he did, “S-Sorry,” he apologized.
“Ah, I see,” Yesung nodded, “well, if you like someone then it can’t be helped.” He then turned towards the girls, smiling an obnoxious smile, “Sorry girls but it looks like my friend here isn’t feeling well. We’ll see you later.”
Sooyoung rolled her eyes while Jessica pouted a little. Yesung led Donghae away and back to the others who were none too shy about asking how things went with the girls.
“Eh, they weren’t our type, right, Donghae?” he said with a wink. Donghae nodded sheepishly, looking at Ryeowook who looked away quickly.
“Anyways, I’m getting kind of bored. Let’s say we head back, sound good?” Yesung asked.
Kyuhyun and Ryeowook nodded vigorously, while Donghae looked too embarrassed to make any sort of response. He eventually agreed with the others while Sungmin seemed hesitant.
“Eh, I guess it’s okay. We can always come back later in the week. Maybe even tomorrow!”
“Yeah I have plans tomorrow.”
“I don’t think I feel like it.”
“I’ve got a drama to watch.”
“You all are so boring. At least Yesung-hyung’s willing to go out and do stuff like this, right, hyung?”
“Actually, Sungmin, I think staying in would have been a better idea. I didn’t realize how much it costs for you four animals to drink. I’m broke for the next week,” he said, lamenting over his now empty wallet.
Sungmin rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders, “Fine, let’s just go home. We can drink more at home, if anything.”
The five of them made their ways back to the apartment, one following after the other like a family of ducks, with Yesung at the front and Kyuhyun trailing along in back. When they made it home, they all collapsed in the living room, Yesung excluded. He went into the kitchen to bring out a bottle of liquor he had saved.
“I think it’s that time again. We drink and play ‘truth or dare’.”
“Oh, hyung, isn’t that a little middle school?” Kyuhyun complained.
“Middle school? I don’t know what kind of middle school you went to but I assure you, my classmates and I didn’t drink vodka when we played it.”
Kyuhyun glared at him, while Sungmin grabbed the bottle and took a swig.
“The least you could do is pour into shot glasses,” he said, his speech starting to slur and his hand starting to shake.
Yesung sighed and got up, only to come up with five shot glasses. He placed one in front of each of them and sat down at the living room coffee table.
Everyone seemed a little nervous, except Sungmin who was more buzzed than anyone else, having drunk the most that night. He took the bottle and poured a shot, taking it and slamming the glass hard on the table.
“Who-Who goes first?” he slurred.
“You can go first since you already took the first shot,” Donghae laughed.
“O-Okay,” he replied, looking at the other four, one by one to make a decision as to whom he would pick. He finally settled on Kyuhyun, who was shocked and a little embarrassed that he would be the first to respond.
“Kyu-Kyuhyun-tru-truth or d-d-d-d-da-dare?”
Kyuhyun looked at Sungmin strangely, a small smirk forming on his face. He shook his head and laughed.
“Truth-I guess.”
“Aww how boring,” Sungmin complained, “Oh well-things can get more interesting the more drink!”
The other four laughed awkwardly as Sungmin reached for the vodka bottle. Yesung pulled it away for him causing Sungmin to pout a little.
“Fine,” he gave up, “Anyways-d-d-do you-you l-like-like a-a-a-any-any-any person?” Sungmin giggled at his own inability to speak correctly, “DO YOU LIKE ANYONE?!”
Kyuhyun’s cheeks went red and his eyes widened. He looked down at his hands and then back up at everyone else, their eyes all on him, staring, waiting for an answer. He fiddled with his hands a bit before finally shaking his head yes.
“W-W-Well?”
“Yes-yes I do like someone,” he blushed, never lifting his head up to make eye contact with anyone.
“WHO?!”
“One question!” Kyuhyun suddenly blurted out. He sighed and grabbed at the bottle, pouring it and taking a shot of his own. He then turned to Ryeowook who was a little worried. Kyuhyun continued to stare at Ryeowook, making Ryeowook squirm in his seat.
“Yesung-hyung!” he shouted, still looking at Ryeowook, “truth or dare?”
Yesung laughed, as Ryeowook sighed with relief.
“Dare, I suppose,” he responded, making Sungmin yell in drunken approval.
“I dare you-” Kyuhyun started, but he stopped to think of just what he was going to ask, “ah! I dare you to kiss someone in this room-whoever you want-but we’ll all close our eyes so that the person you kiss will be the only one to know.”
Yesung rubbed his chin, looking like he was about ready to accept Kyuhyun’s challenge. He then looked at the four of them, his eyes darting from Ryeowook to Sungmin to Donghae back to Kyuhyun. He then put up his hand.
“Okay, everyone close their eyes. I know who I want to kiss. But first!” he grabbed at the bottle and took a shot.
He shuddered a little after doing so and then looked around the room again. Everyone’s eyes were closed and he was ready to do some kissing.
Donghae could feel his heart beating quickly in his chest. He wasn’t sure if he would be the one to get kissed but he knew that if he were, he’d probably explode. When he heard yells signaling that the deed had been done, he felt his heart sink a little.
Ryeowook’s eyes were wide and his face was red. Yesung had kissed him and he had absolutely no idea why.
Donghae looked over him and instantly knew that he had been the one to be kissed causing Ryeowook to hold his head in embarrassment and shame. Kyuhyun laughed while Sungmin shouted in approval, attempting to grab at the vodka bottle but remaining unsuccessful.
“Okay, it’s my turn! Donghae, truth or dare?”
Donghae couldn’t stop looking at Ryeowook, so he didn’t exactly hear Yesung’s question directed at him.
“What?”
“Truth-or-dare?” Yesung teased, making weird faces as he said each word.
Donghae took another look at Ryeowook only to turn back at Yesung.
“Dare.”
Yesung made noises like he was excited that Donghae was giving him a challenge.
“Ok-ok-um-hmm-you said dare,” Yesung tapped his chin, as he tried to think of a proper dare for Donghae. It took him a minute before he shouted, “I KNOW!”
He rubbed his hands together as if he had the best dare that anyone could have ever thought of.
“I-dare-you-to do one-one-dirty thing to someone in this room. We’ll do like Kyuhyun asked and close our eyes so that only you and the person you do the dirty thing to know. Just don’t get to detailed. Keep it clean-but keep it dirty as well.”
Sungmin giggled with delight while Kyuhyun and Ryeowook both looked at each other, worried that something bad would happen. Donghae nodded, looking determined. It seemed they all were prepared for Donghae to do something that they may or may not enjoy, but in accordance with the rules of the game, no one was going to reject any moves he made on them.
Donghae looked at everyone, waiting for them to close their eyes so that he would have the privacy he so desired to commit his “dirty” act. He didn’t need any time to think about whom he wanted to perform the act on; right away, he crawled over to Yesung who was sitting next to him.
He got on his knees and went for Yesung’s belt, looking at his face in case any displeasure showed. Instead he got a tiny smirk and a little nod, as if Yesung was encouraging him to move forward. He then unlooped it, and unzipped Yesung’s fly as quietly as he could so the others didn’t know what he was doing.
He reached into Yesung’s boxers and took out his dick. He rubbed it, trying to get Yesung hard for what he was about to do next. He looked at Yesung, noticed the smirk forming into an expression signaling that of fear, or possibly of desire. He wasn’t entirely sure so he decided to move forward.
He leaned over and took Yesung’s dick into his mouth, one hand on it, pumping it. He sucked Yesung off, listening for any indication to stop but only hearing stifled moans. He moved faster, his head moving up and down as he continued to pump Yesung. He could feel a hand on the back of his head, pulling at his hair, not to get him to stop but to get him to keep going. He knew he couldn’t since the others were still sitting there, listening. He licked Yesung from base to tip before wiping his mouth and carefully zipping him back up. He redid his belt and silently moved back into place.
“Okay,” he said, signaling for everyone to open their eyes. Kyuhyun, Sungmin and Ryeowook looked around, trying to figure out who had been debased by Donghae only to wind up short. Donghae subtly looked at Yesung who looked a little flushed.
He suddenly said, “OK MY TURN,” and grabbed at the vodka bottle, taking his shot and putting his glass back down.
“Yesung-hyung,” he said, startling a distracted Yesung. He rubbed his thighs, trying to get the sweat off his palms, and looked at Yesung, “Truth or dare?”
Yesung gulped and with a crack in his voice, said, “T-Truth.”
Donghae bit his lip, looking a little disappointed but then relieved when he remembered what he wanted to ask Yesung.
“Why did you kiss Ryeowook?” he asked, causing Ryeowook to gasp a little. He looked at Sungmin and Kyuhyun who gave him a strange look, further embarrassing him.
Yesung sighed, feeling a little thankful that the question wasn’t one more difficult to answer.
“Truth is-” he started, making Donghae nervous as he expected a somewhat scandalous answer, “I thought he was in need of it.”
“What?”
“What do you mean ‘in need of it’?” Ryeowook asked, sounding offended.
Yesung laughed nervously, “I mean-I thought that you were-you know, inexperienced in that way.”
“WHAT?!”
“Oh my god!”
“HAHAHAHA!”
“I don’t mean to sound like a jerk or anything but I thought you hadn’t had your first kiss yet so I wanted to do you a favor.”
“DO ME A FAVOR?! HYUNG, HOW OLD DO YOU THINK I AM?!”
“18?”
“I’M 23!”
“HAHAHAHA!”
“W-Wow.”
Donghae sighed with relief, feeling better knowing Yesung’s true intentions.
“Well, now that that unpleasantness is out of the way,” Yesung laughed, stopping when he saw Ryeowook’s death glare directed at him, “I guess, it’s my turn-again.”
He looked around the room, deciding it best not to ask Donghae or Ryeowook the all-important question. So he turned his attentions toward Kyuhyun who looked like he was too afraid to make eye contact, purely for that reason.
“Kyuhyun-truth or dare?”
Kyuhyun shyly gulped, “D-Dare,” he replied, wanting to avoid any more all-too-personal questions.
“Another dare-well-hmm-I guess I’ll go easy on you,” Yesung chuckled, “I dare you to tell us who you like.”
“WHAT?!”
“That’s a good one.”
“YOU CAN’T DO THAT!”
“There’s nothing in the rules that says he can’t.”
Kyuhyun looked at everyone, all of them straight-faced, awaiting his answer, yet again. He panted a little and gripped the edges of the table, hoping to fight their stares.
“THIS ISN’T FAIR!”
“Answer the question, Kyuhyun,” Sungmin said, sounding more sober and even more serious.
Kyuhyun sighed, defeated, finding it hard to escape from the game he wished he had never agreed to be a part of.
“You want to know who I like? I’ll tell you,” he started, watching as everyone started leaning forward in anticipation.
“Truth is-I like-” he hesitated, briefly making eye contact with Sungmin and feeling unable to continue, “I like-someone in this room. And that’s all I’m going to say. You can’t force me to speak anymore.”
He crossed his arms and looked somewhat triumphant.
“I guess he beat you there, hyung.”
“Kyuhyun, why are you like this?”
“Nice one, Kyu.”
Kyuhyun smiled, satisfied with his diversion. He then looked at the change in everyone’s expressions as they seemed to all be worried.
“You don’t have to look like you’re concerned I’m going to kill you. It’s just a crush. Don’t look so anxious!”
When none of them would stop their worried expressions, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
“My turn again. I choose Ryeowook. Truth or dare?!”
Ryeowook shook a little, worried about what would happen if he chose either option. He went back and forth in his head. He wasn’t sure if he had any secrets that if revealed, would cause him to be humiliated beyond description. But at the same time, he couldn’t think of what he would end up begin dared to that would cause him embarrassment either.
He finally chose something, holding his breath before announcing it.
“D-D-D-Dare.”
Kyuhyun smirked, evilly, making Ryeowook even more nervous.
“I dare you-Kim Ryeowook-to take off your clothes and stay like that for the rest of the night.”
“WHAT?!”
“THAT’S GOING TOO FAR!”
“NOT POOR LITTLE RYEOWOOK!”
“KYUHYUN, YOU BASTARD!”
“Hey, it’s not like he’s never been naked in the apartment before. This guy doesn’t realize that towels are meant for wearing after showers. Besides, we’re all guys.”
“FINE!”
“Ryeowook-”
“I’ll do it.”
Everyone stared at Ryeowook as he started taking off his shirt, a determined look on his face. He then stood up to undo his belt and removed it from his waist. He then slipped his jeans off his lips and stepped out of them, placing them on top of his shirt on the floor. He slipped off his socks and nudged them with his foot off to the side. And with a deep breath and a little self-motivation, he closed his eyes and pulled down his boxers and stepped out of them when they hit the floor. He then opened his eyes and sat down, everyone staring at him.
“What?”
“Wow.”
“Little Ryeowook is all grown up,” Yesung sniffed, wiping away an invisible tear.
Donghae couldn’t stop staring at Ryeowook, shocked while Kyuhyun burst into laughter. He leaned over and checked out Ryeowook’s naked behind and laughed even more.
“You’ve got a lot of balls, Ryeowook,” he chuckled, “in more ways than one.”
Sungmin started to giggle while Donghae just continued to stare at Ryeowook. Ryeowook was feeling of surge of confidence rise in him.
“Hyung, stop staring at me. Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”
“Where’s my camera?” Donghae asked, pretending to move around to look for it.
“HYUNG!”
Donghae just laughed, “You’re really brave, Ryeowook. I admire that,” he said, ruffling Ryeowook’s hair and sitting back down. Ryeowook pouted, but on the inside, he felt a bit happy at the attention he was getting, sitting in the nude.
“My turn now,” he chimed, taking a shot of vodka before finishing, “and I choose Sungmin-hyung.”
“Yes, naked-Ryeowook?”
Ryeowook frowned, “Truth or dare, hyung?”
Sungmin laughed and took a moment to think. Kyuhyun stared at him then back at Ryeowook then back to Sungmin, anxious to find out what would happen next.
“Dare!”
“I dare you to kiss Kyuhyun,” Ryeowook replied, point-blankly.
“WHAT?!”
Sungmin shrugged his shoulders, “Okay.”
“NOT-a peck on the lips. I’m talking about some tongue action,” Ryeowook laughed suggestively.
“RYEOWOOK!”
“What?”
Sungmin laughed again, “Fine. I’m a good sport.”
Kyuhyun looked absolutely embarrassed and terrified as he watched Sungmin move closer to him.
“Pucker up, Kyuhyun. I’m about to rock your world.”
Kyuhyun couldn’t close his eyes, he only stared as Sungmin grabbed hold of his face and kissed him, hard. He slipped his tongue into Kyuhyun’s mouth and moaned into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around Kyuhyun’s neck. Kyuhyun still couldn’t move but he did manage to close his eyes. Before he knew it, Sungmin was pulling away, wiping the corner of his lips with his thumb and smiling.
“Not half-bad, Kyuhyun.”
Kyuhyun wanted to fall on his side but remained motionless and without any change of expression in his face. He just looked forward, poker face on, locked and loaded.
“My turn-”
“I’m kind of tired of this game now,” Yesung interrupted.
“What?”
“Yeah me too,” Donghae agreed, his body slumped over the table, his eyes fixed on Ryeowook.
Ryeowook sat, still completely free from the confines of fabric, his legs pulled up in front of him.
“I’m sort of bored with it too.”
Kyuhyun didn’t say a word. He was in a trance-like state after Sungmin slipped him a little tongue.
Sungmin sighed and stared at the bottle of vodka. It was practically empty and didn’t serve for much more fun in his mind.
“I’m pretty buzzed anyways. I guess we can quit for the night. Should we just end things and go to bed?”
Yesung shrugged his shoulders, “I guess so. There’s no much left to do here anyways.”
“True that,” Donghae sighed.
“Can I put my clothes back on?”
Kyuhyun continued to remain silent and motionless, his eyes glazed over and his mouth hanging open slightly.
“Yeah, let’s call it night. Good night, guys,” Yesung declared, being the first one to get up and make his way to his room.
Ryeowook and Sungmin got up next and headed back to their rooms. Donghae stared as Yesung closed his door but not before he gave Donghae a little wink and a smile. He then wiggled his eyebrows slightly as if to proposition to Donghae. Donghae would have jumped up and joined him but he had to take care of Kyuhyun who was still unable to move.
He picked up Kyuhyun by the shoulders and as quickly as he could moved him into their room, put him on the bed and shut the door behind him. He sighed and casually made his way into Yesung’s room.
“Hyung?”
Yesung shut the door and started kissing Donghae. He pushed him against the door, putting one hand on the wood, another underneath Donghae’s shirt as their tongues entwined. He then pulled away.
“I had a feeling you had thing for me but I didn’t want to be a jerk and assume anything. You made things very clear with that little blowjob you did back there.”
Donghae smiled, kissing Yesung again, before saying, “I’m glad you figured it out. I thought the blowjob was a little much but it got my point across. It did its job, so to speak.”
Yesung laughed before kissing Donghae again, picking him up and moving him towards the bed.
Meanwhile, Sungmin and Ryeowook were in their beds, both wide awake, staring into the dark.
“Hyung?” Ryeowook whispered.
“Hmm?”
“What do you think of Kyuhyun?”
Sungmin exhaled, almost as if he knew that Ryeowook would ask that eventually.
“Why do you ask?”
Ryeowook held his breath a little before replying, “No reason really. I just thought when you kissed him, you seemed to-enjoy it?”
Sungmin chuckled softly.
“It was a really-really good kiss, even if Kyuhyun didn’t do anything in response. I don’t know,” Sungmin moved onto his side and looked at Ryeowook from across the room, even though it was too dark for either of them to see.
“He really likes you, hyung,” Ryeowook turned onto his side and looked back at Sungmin, their eyes adjusting to the dark, making it easier for them to see each other.
“I figured,” Sungmin responded, surprisingly, “he does stare at me a lot, doesn’t he?”
Ryeowook giggled, “Yeah. Every time I look at him, he’s got his eyes fixed on you. It’s kind of cute-and kind of creepy.”
Sungmin started to laugh louder but then shushed himself since he assumed the others were currently asleep.
“Hey, hyung,” Ryeowook whispered louder, “you should go talk to Kyuhyun right now. I’m sure he’s still awake.”
“What about Donghae?”
“I’ll take care of Donghae-hyung. You two just need to talk things out.”
Sungmin smiled and the pair made their way to Kyuhyun and Donghae’s room.
Kyuhyun was staring at the ceiling, his hands folded on his stomach. He’d somehow managed to get himself into his pajamas and into bed, but he didn’t really break out of his trance-like state. Kissing Sungmin was the pinnacle of his life, more or less, and having it happen was a little overwhelming for him. So much so he found himself unable to think about anything but the way Sungmin tasted.
“Kyuhyun?” he heard a whisper.
He assumed it was Donghae and whispered back, “Hyung?”
He could see the door open and a dark figure move towards him and sit on the edge of his bed. He knew it couldn’t have been Donghae from the sound of his voice.
“Are you still awake?”
It definitely wasn’t Donghae. It wasn’t Ryeowook either, or Yesung.
“Sungmin-hyung?”
Sungmin laughed, reaching out and holding Kyuhyun’s hand. Kyuhyun wanted to retreat back to his trance-like state but he was sure that he was already asleep and that this was some sort of beautiful dream.
“Donghae-hyung? Come out come out wherever you are,” Ryeowook whispered as he made his way down the dark hallway. There was no light coming from the bathroom nor the kitchen nor the living room. Ryeowook started to wonder where exactly Donghae was until he heard noises coming from Yesung’s room. They sounded odd, and being as naïve as he was, he wasn’t aware of what they really were. He heard a pained moan and decided to checking it out, moving closer to the door and opening it slowly. It was dark but the noises got louder.
He then turned on the light and screamed when he saw Yesung kneeling behind Donghae, Donghae on his hands and knees with Yesung mounting him.
“OH MY GOD!”
“CLOSE THE DOOR!”
“TURN OFF THE LIGHT!”
Caught up in the moment, Ryeowook did both but in the wrong order and in the wrong way. He’d turned off the light as he was told to but he shut the door, but was still standing in Yesung’s room, in the dark.
“Hyung-what are you guys doing?”
Yesung sounded annoyed, “What do you think we’re doing? We’re picking strawberries!”
“Ah, hyung,” Donghae moaned as Yesung was still inside of him and was moving around.
Ryeowook gasped suddenly, “Are-Are you two-having sex,” he whispered.
“YES, RYEOWOOK!”
“HYUNG!”
“I’m sorry, hyung,” Ryeowook continued to whisper, “should-should I leave?”
Yesung sighed. He didn’t move out of Donghae, but continued to talk to Ryeowook.
“No-Ryeowook-actually-come here a second.”
“What was that?”
“I think the others are just fooling around-you know, playing a game or something. Now where were we?”
Kyuhyun slipped off his shirt and felt for Sungmin who was straddling him. Sungmin leaned down and started kissing Kyuhyun, moving his fingers through his hair and eventually moving down to Kyuhyun’s neck. He slid down, his kisses trailing down Kyuhyun’s body, his tongue occasionally slipping out to lick at his bare skin. Kyuhyun sighed, his eyelashes fluttering as he felt Sungmin touch him.
Sungmin slipped down even further and began kissing Kyuhyun’s thighs, along his pelvic bone and making his way to Kyuhyun’s dick. He grabbed a hold of it, feeling it harden as he touched it. He pumped it slowly before wrapping his lips around it, and sucking.
Kyuhyun moaned loudly as Sungmin started sucking him off, his tongue licking at his dick.
“Sungmin-hyung,” Kyuhyun whispered, his hand feeling around for Sungmin’s head, grabbing a hold of his hair as Sungmin continued to suck him off.
“Ah hyung!”
“Shhh, Ryeowook,” Yesung whispered as he bent Ryeowook over, his ass in the air, “Donghae, hand me the lube.”
Donghae handed Yesung a bottle of lube from the nightstand and watched as Yesung poured it onto his fingers. He rubbed his slick fingers in between Ryeowook’s ass cheeks, the cool substance making Ryeowook whimper. Yesung slid his fingers up and down from Ryeowook’s balls to his lower back before he stuck two inside of Ryeowook.
Ryeowook whimpered some more, his hands gripping at the bed sheets.
“Shh, shh, Ryeowook, it’s okay,” Yesung kissed Ryeowook’s back, after whispering into his ear. He then looked up at Donghae who was kneeling at the edge of the bed, watching Yesung prepare Ryeowook.
“Donghae, go in front of him,” he suggested, “He can suck you off.”
“Hyung?”
“It’s okay. It’s okay, right, Ryeowook?” he whispered, in a comforting tone.
Ryeowook murmured a yes and Donghae moved in front of him, grabbing at his dick and slowly moving it into Ryeowook’s mouth. Yesung, on the other hand, took his fingers out of Ryeowook, and slipped his own dick inside. He grabbed at Ryeowook’s hips and began fucking him while Ryeowook sucked Donghae’s dick repeatedly. The harder Yesung thrust into him, the louder his moans were, and the more stifled they became as Donghae thrust into his mouth.
Sungmin moaned louder and louder as he rode Kyuhyun, his hands on Kyuhyun’s stomach, his hips bucking forward. Kyuhyun held onto his waist, tightly as he thrust into Sungmin.
“Hyung,” he grunted, gripping tighter at Sungmin’s body, his own body warmed by the feel of Sungmin’s thighs tightening around him.
Sungmin moaned again, throwing his head back and letting the noises he was making echo in the dark empty room.
Pretty soon, the sounds coming from Yesung’s room and Kyuhyun’s room grew louder and seemed to be in competition with each other.
Ryeowook screamed as Yesung fucked him harder and Donghae sucked him off. Kyuhyun and Sungmin both screamed as Kyuhyun fucked Sungmin, and Sungmin held onto the posts of the small twin bed.
They nearly all reached climax within minutes of each other. Yesung and Donghae fell back onto the bed while Ryeowook fell forward in between them. Kyuhyun and Sungmin fell back, side to side, sweating profusely, their breathing labored.
As they heard each other, Donghae randomly asked, “What’s that noise?” referring to the sounds Kyuhyun and Sungmin were making.
Kyuhyun asked Sungmin the same question, to which Sungmin responded, “I don’t know. Let’s go check it out.”
The two made their way to Yesung’s room as they heard more awkward breathing coming from inside. That’s when Kyuhyun forcibly opened the door and Sungmin turned on the light.
“WHAT THE HELL?”
“WHAT’S GOING ON?”
“OH MY GOD!”
“WHY ARE YOU NAKED?”
“US? WHY ARE YOU TWO NAKED?”
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!”
Everyone screamed as they all scrambled about in Yesung’s bedroom, naked as the day they were born.
Eventually Yesung calmed them all down, long enough to continue the interrogation.
“Were you two-were you two doing what I think you were doing?” he asked, holding in a laugh.
“That depends on what you think we were doing,” Sungmin defended. He then pointed a finger at the rest of them, “What were you three doing?”
“I think it’s pretty obvious what we were doing,” Yesung responded, holding nothing back. Donghae and Ryeowook nodded in agreement.
“Well-”
“You want to join us?”
“WHAT?”
“Come on, Kyuhyun,” Ryeowook encouraged.
“You too, hyung,” Donghae added.
“It’s not that bad,” Yesung told them, sounding a bit encouraging in his own right, “We’re all friends here.”
Sungmin looked at Kyuhyun who gave him a shrug in response. Sungmin then looked at the other three and shrugged as well.
Moments later, Sungmin was on his hands and knees, Ryeowook’s dick in his mouth, Kyuhyun’s dick inside of him. Donghae had Yesung’s dick in him, while his was inside of Ryeowook’s. There was nothing but a blur of motion, limbs everywhere, moans and groans seeming to sync together.
When it all ended, the five of them lay in bed, every which way, some of their legs overlapping each other.
“I could really use a cigarette,” Donghae quipped.
“You don’t smoke.”
“Yeah, well there’s always a first time for everything.”
“That’s got to be the cheesiest thing someone could say after what just happened,” Kyuhyun laughed.
“Oh my god, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get over this,” Ryeowook said, sounding like he was about to cry.
“As I recall, this was your idea in the first place.”
“HYUNG!”
“WHAT?!”
“WHY ARE YOU TELLING LIES ABOUT ME?!”
“I’M NOT DOING ANYTHING!”
“LITTLE RYEOWOOK IS GROWING UP!”
“HYUNG, STOP IT!”
THE END
Word Count: 6,937
Pairings: KRYSH [Kyuhyun/Ryeowook/Yesung/Sungmin/Donghae]
Rating: NC-17
Summary: One drunken game of truth or dare leads five roommates to try something they never thought they'd do, and certainly not together.
Disclaimer: Title taken from "LoveGame" by Lady Gaga
“What do you want to do tonight?” Kyuhyun asked, staring blankly at Sungmin, whom had his eyes fixed on his fingers as he scratched at the kitchen table. Ryeowook was slumped over the tabletop while Donghae was at the refrigerator, rummaging for food.
“I don’t know. When’s Yesung-hyung getting home from work?” Sungmin grunted, finally getting bored with his scratching. He then started picking at Ryeowook’s arm hair, oddly enough. Ryeowook batted his hand away and looked at the clock.
“It’s almost 7, he should be here soon. Hyung, what are you doing?” he asked Donghae, who had a bunch of food in his arms.
“We should get ready for dinner! Even if we go out later, we still have to eat,” he smiled, handing Kyuhyun a head of lettuce.
“What the hell am I supposed to do with this?”
“I don’t know! Make something,” he grinned cheerfully, handing the tomato under his armpit to Sungmin.
“Ew, Donghae,” Sungmin pushed his hand away and got up, only to stop at the kitchen doorway, a pout on his face.
“I’m so bored! I want to go drinking or dancing or something. I’m tired of staying in every Friday night,” he whined. Kyuhyun rolled his eyes, Ryeowook giggled, while Donghae looked offended that Sungmin had rejected his tomato.
“I’m home,” Yesung shouted from the front hall in a singsong voice.
“FINALLY!” Sungmin groaned, running towards Yesung’s voice. Donghae dropped the food on the table. Kyuhyun slowly got up and followed after Ryeowook who was practically skipping to Yesung’s side.
“What are we doing tonight, hyung?” Donghae asked with stars in his eyes.
Yesung sighed, and rubbed the bridge of his nose, “Why am I always the one to take you guys out. Just because I’m the hyung doesn’t mean I always feel like leading you guys around like you were my little brothers.”
He rubbed his shoulders and took off his shoes before making his way to the living room, the foursome following after him. He sat down on the couch, surrounded by the four of them, eager to hear what he had planned for the night.
“Clubbing? Drinking? Both? What do you guys want to do?”
“I vote for that!” Sungmin said in a cheery voice.
“If we’re going to dance, we need energy. Ryeowookie, make something for us,” Donghae suggested, using the puppy-dog tactic on Ryeowook who was the only one in the apartment who actually fell for it.
“Fine, hyung. What do you guys want?”
“Are we really gonna go dancing? Why can’t we just stay in and play video games or something?” Kyuhyun groaned, sounding less than enthusiastic about Yesung’s plans for them.
“Come on, Kyuhyun, it’ll be fun. We’ll drink some and I’m sure you’ll be buzzed enough that dancing will just come naturally,” Sungmin rambled, smiling sweetly and causing Kyuhyun to melt a little.
“Fine, fine,” he finally agreed, “Just let me find something to wear. I never have the right outfit for these kinds of things,” he muttered, making his way to his bedroom.
Ryeowook, Kyuhyun, Donghae, Sungmin and Yesung all lived in the same apartment together. They’d been roommates for less than a year and became the best of friends.
The way it went was Ryeowook was a student in the same class as Kyuhyun. The two were talking one day when he mentioned that his older friend, Yesung, he knew from high school was looking for another roommate for the two of them. The rent was cheap for the most part so Ryeowook happily moved in with the two of them.
Then came Sungmin who was a friend of Yesung’s, whom he worked with at his previous job. He’d been kicked out of his apartment and was in desperate need for a new place to stay. It started out as just as a crash situation until Yesung mentioned that there was an extra room that Sungmin could have if he really couldn’t find another place. Sungmin was more than gracious and became the fourth roommate.
Finally there was Donghae, a new student in Ryeowook’s music class who was always shabbily dressed and looked like he wasn’t the most well kept guy. As Ryeowook got to know him, he found out that Donghae was actually homeless and had been living in his car. The day he found out Donghae’s situation was the day Ryeowook went to Yesung and asked him if it was possible Donghae could sleep on their couch until he could afford to move out. That day never came because before anyone knew it, Donghae was Kyuhyun’s new bedroom roommate, while Sungmin and Ryeowook became roommates as well. Yesung took control of the master bedroom, as was appropriate since he was the oldest and he was the first person to live in the apartment in the first place.
As much as they all enjoyed living with another, there were certain underlying feelings, for lack of a better term. Ryeowook had suspected that maybe just maybe, Kyuhyun had a crush on Sungmin. Donghae was also suspicious in his undying graciousness towards Yesung. Ryeowook, himself, was oblivious, however, to Sungmin’s unusual affections towards him.
There had never been a group of five guys, so messed up and so confused. But it was their entire dynamic as a group of five friends, and it wasn’t likely to change.
Until that not-so-typical Friday night, that is.
The fivesome, after a delicious meal provided by Ryeowook with a bit well-meaning but useless help from Donghae, made their way to their first stop, the bar a few blocks down from their apartment building. Yesung was friends with the bartender and he made it a habit of asking him for discounts on drinks.
“No.”
“Come on, hyung. We want to drink but we’re short on cash. Just this once?”
“You say that every time you come in here, Yesung. I’m starting to not believe you.”
“Come on, Heechul-hyung! At least give these four a discount. They’re unemployed students who just want to have a little fun,” he said, his hands clasped as he begged to get a discount on his friends’ drunkenness.
Heechul crossed his arms and gave Yesung a quick once-over. He then turned to look at the foursome standing next to Yesung, each one looking more pathetically desperate than the last. He sighed, took a glass and poured some beer into it, handing it to Yesung. Then repeated until all five of them had a glass in hand.
“VICTORY,” Yesung shouted, causing Heechul to curse at him. He smiled awkwardly before leading the other four to a booth nearby.
“Hyung, you’re amazing,” Donghae said, shouting over the loud music and staring at Yesung, awestruck. Ryeowook rolled his eyes, only to notice how Kyuhyun was inadvertently staring at Sungmin. Sungmin didn’t notice and continued drinking.
“What’s up?” he asked Ryeowook. Ryeowook looked at Kyuhyun who started to blush a little and turned away. Sungmin looked at him and then back at Ryeowook, who just shook his head and continued drinking.
“This isn’t as fun as I thought it would be,” Kyuhyun complained, staring at the empty glass in front of him.
“Yeah, I don’t think I really like drinking,” Donghae added, sticking his tongue out in disgust, only to lick his lips. Ryeowook stared at his mouth; his own open a little. He looked away suddenly, making eye contact with Yesung.
“Are you guys enjoying yourself?” he asked Ryeowook and Sungmin. Sungmin nodded but Ryeowook just shrugged his shoulders.
“I think we’d have been fine if we just stayed in and drank,” he stated, bluntly, shrugging his shoulders again.
“It’s okay, hyung. I’m enjoying myself,” Sungmin smiled, “I think I’ll get another glass!”
Kyuhyun watched him as he walked away, as did Ryeowook, who then looked back at Donghae. Donghae smiled at him, causing Ryeowook to grin sheepishly. Yesung looked at the both of them and smirked to himself, almost knowingly.
“Do you guys just want to go back to the apartment? I thought we could go to the club next. Dance a little, maybe pick up some girls.”
Donghae beamed, “That sounds fun, hyung!”
Ryeowook laughed, “Well, I don’t know about the whole picking up girls thing, but I wouldn’t mind going dancing. What about you, Kyuhyun?” he asked, trying to get Kyuhyun’s attention off Sungmin, who was returning to his seat with another glass of beer.
“That’s fine. Hyung, we’re thinking of going dancing. Do you want to go or do you want to go home? I’m fine with going home if that’s what you want.”
“I want to go dancing!”
“I’m fine with that too,” Kyuhyun replied, sinking down in his seat a little after sounding so desperate. Sungmin didn’t seem to notice.
“You want to go dancing?” he asked Ryeowook, who could only nod in response, stifling a giggle at Kyuhyun’s actions. He looked at Donghae again, who was looking at Yesung.
“Let’s just get the hell out of here already!”
Yesung paid for their drinks and the five of them walked out of the bar and down the street to the nightclub. They walked in a straight line, unusually enough, only to end up in another line, the line to get into the club. They waited for twenty minutes only for Sungmin to realize that he actually knew the bouncer.
“Kangin-hyung?”
“Sungmin?”
“Hyung, you’re the bouncer here?” he asked, a cheery smile spread across his face, making everyone, Kyuhyun especially, curious as to how Sungmin knew the club bouncer and why he was calling him “hyung.”
“Yeah, are these guys with you?” he asked, pointing to the remaining four.
“Yes-unfortunately,” Sungmin joked, playfully shoving Ryeowook who smiled and looked at Kangin, only to shudder a little in intimidation.
“Okay, you all can come in,” Kangin replied, undoing the velvet rope and watching as the five of them made their way into the club. Yesung gave him a weird look; a mixture between a glare and a suggestive glance that lasted no more than the five seconds it took him to get into the club.
“Where do you guys want to go? Do you want to get a table or do you just want to make your way to the dance floor?” Yesung shouted, trying to outdo the loud music blaring from inside.
“Let’s just dance,” Sungmin suggested, grabbing both Ryeowook and Kyuhyun and dragging them after him. Yesung grabbed Donghae and the five of them made their way down the small staircase to the main dance floor lights from underneath flashing as the song changed to a more techno-sounding pop song.
“Ooh I love this song,” Sungmin squealed, as he started dancing with Kyuhyun who looked embarrassed beyond belief. Ryeowook nudged him and started dancing as well, once again making awkward eye contact with Donghae who was too busy dancing with Yesung to notice. Yesung whispered to Donghae and pointed to two girls on the other side of the room. They quickly disappeared into the crowd and made their way to the pair, as Ryeowook watched, feeling a little neglected.
“What’s wrong, Ryeowook?” Sungmin asked, leaning in so Ryeowook could hear him over the booming bass.
“Ah, nothing, hyung. It’s nothing,” Ryeowook replied, continuing to dance even as his eyes shifted back to Yesung and Donghae.
“Hi, my name is Yesung and this is Donghae. What are yours?”
The first girl giggled, looking at Donghae who was clearly too nervous to respond. The second girl looked at Yesung like he had something disgusting on his face.
“I’m Jessica. This is Sooyoung,” the first girl said, smiling sweetly at Donghae who was none too interested in looking back at her. In fact, his eyes darted all around the room, once at Yesung, a few times at Ryeowook and the others, another at the DJ.
“Yah, aren’t you going to even look at us,” the second girl, Sooyoung, said to Donghae. Donghae looked at her, terrified and mumbled an apology. He grabbed Yesung’s arm and turned him around to discuss something with him.
“Hyung, I don’t think I can do this. I-I’m not really interested in meeting girls, right now.”
“What? Why not? There are two beautiful girls, one of whom is really interested in you, and the other-well-there’s two beautiful girls here! Why don’t you want to meet them?”
“I just don’t.”
“Oh come on, Donghae, you know you can tell me anything.”
Donghae looked at Yesung who was smiling at him, making him feel like his legs could give out from underneath him.
He looked down at the floor, kicking at it bashfully and shoving his hands in his pockets.
“I kind of have someone I liked already,” he murmured.
Yesung wasn’t sure if he heard right so he asked Donghae to repeat himself.
“I HAVE SOMEONE I LIKE ALREADY!” he shouted, causing a few people to stare at him as he did, “S-Sorry,” he apologized.
“Ah, I see,” Yesung nodded, “well, if you like someone then it can’t be helped.” He then turned towards the girls, smiling an obnoxious smile, “Sorry girls but it looks like my friend here isn’t feeling well. We’ll see you later.”
Sooyoung rolled her eyes while Jessica pouted a little. Yesung led Donghae away and back to the others who were none too shy about asking how things went with the girls.
“Eh, they weren’t our type, right, Donghae?” he said with a wink. Donghae nodded sheepishly, looking at Ryeowook who looked away quickly.
“Anyways, I’m getting kind of bored. Let’s say we head back, sound good?” Yesung asked.
Kyuhyun and Ryeowook nodded vigorously, while Donghae looked too embarrassed to make any sort of response. He eventually agreed with the others while Sungmin seemed hesitant.
“Eh, I guess it’s okay. We can always come back later in the week. Maybe even tomorrow!”
“Yeah I have plans tomorrow.”
“I don’t think I feel like it.”
“I’ve got a drama to watch.”
“You all are so boring. At least Yesung-hyung’s willing to go out and do stuff like this, right, hyung?”
“Actually, Sungmin, I think staying in would have been a better idea. I didn’t realize how much it costs for you four animals to drink. I’m broke for the next week,” he said, lamenting over his now empty wallet.
Sungmin rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders, “Fine, let’s just go home. We can drink more at home, if anything.”
The five of them made their ways back to the apartment, one following after the other like a family of ducks, with Yesung at the front and Kyuhyun trailing along in back. When they made it home, they all collapsed in the living room, Yesung excluded. He went into the kitchen to bring out a bottle of liquor he had saved.
“I think it’s that time again. We drink and play ‘truth or dare’.”
“Oh, hyung, isn’t that a little middle school?” Kyuhyun complained.
“Middle school? I don’t know what kind of middle school you went to but I assure you, my classmates and I didn’t drink vodka when we played it.”
Kyuhyun glared at him, while Sungmin grabbed the bottle and took a swig.
“The least you could do is pour into shot glasses,” he said, his speech starting to slur and his hand starting to shake.
Yesung sighed and got up, only to come up with five shot glasses. He placed one in front of each of them and sat down at the living room coffee table.
Everyone seemed a little nervous, except Sungmin who was more buzzed than anyone else, having drunk the most that night. He took the bottle and poured a shot, taking it and slamming the glass hard on the table.
“Who-Who goes first?” he slurred.
“You can go first since you already took the first shot,” Donghae laughed.
“O-Okay,” he replied, looking at the other four, one by one to make a decision as to whom he would pick. He finally settled on Kyuhyun, who was shocked and a little embarrassed that he would be the first to respond.
“Kyu-Kyuhyun-tru-truth or d-d-d-d-da-dare?”
Kyuhyun looked at Sungmin strangely, a small smirk forming on his face. He shook his head and laughed.
“Truth-I guess.”
“Aww how boring,” Sungmin complained, “Oh well-things can get more interesting the more drink!”
The other four laughed awkwardly as Sungmin reached for the vodka bottle. Yesung pulled it away for him causing Sungmin to pout a little.
“Fine,” he gave up, “Anyways-d-d-do you-you l-like-like a-a-a-any-any-any person?” Sungmin giggled at his own inability to speak correctly, “DO YOU LIKE ANYONE?!”
Kyuhyun’s cheeks went red and his eyes widened. He looked down at his hands and then back up at everyone else, their eyes all on him, staring, waiting for an answer. He fiddled with his hands a bit before finally shaking his head yes.
“W-W-Well?”
“Yes-yes I do like someone,” he blushed, never lifting his head up to make eye contact with anyone.
“WHO?!”
“One question!” Kyuhyun suddenly blurted out. He sighed and grabbed at the bottle, pouring it and taking a shot of his own. He then turned to Ryeowook who was a little worried. Kyuhyun continued to stare at Ryeowook, making Ryeowook squirm in his seat.
“Yesung-hyung!” he shouted, still looking at Ryeowook, “truth or dare?”
Yesung laughed, as Ryeowook sighed with relief.
“Dare, I suppose,” he responded, making Sungmin yell in drunken approval.
“I dare you-” Kyuhyun started, but he stopped to think of just what he was going to ask, “ah! I dare you to kiss someone in this room-whoever you want-but we’ll all close our eyes so that the person you kiss will be the only one to know.”
Yesung rubbed his chin, looking like he was about ready to accept Kyuhyun’s challenge. He then looked at the four of them, his eyes darting from Ryeowook to Sungmin to Donghae back to Kyuhyun. He then put up his hand.
“Okay, everyone close their eyes. I know who I want to kiss. But first!” he grabbed at the bottle and took a shot.
He shuddered a little after doing so and then looked around the room again. Everyone’s eyes were closed and he was ready to do some kissing.
Donghae could feel his heart beating quickly in his chest. He wasn’t sure if he would be the one to get kissed but he knew that if he were, he’d probably explode. When he heard yells signaling that the deed had been done, he felt his heart sink a little.
Ryeowook’s eyes were wide and his face was red. Yesung had kissed him and he had absolutely no idea why.
Donghae looked over him and instantly knew that he had been the one to be kissed causing Ryeowook to hold his head in embarrassment and shame. Kyuhyun laughed while Sungmin shouted in approval, attempting to grab at the vodka bottle but remaining unsuccessful.
“Okay, it’s my turn! Donghae, truth or dare?”
Donghae couldn’t stop looking at Ryeowook, so he didn’t exactly hear Yesung’s question directed at him.
“What?”
“Truth-or-dare?” Yesung teased, making weird faces as he said each word.
Donghae took another look at Ryeowook only to turn back at Yesung.
“Dare.”
Yesung made noises like he was excited that Donghae was giving him a challenge.
“Ok-ok-um-hmm-you said dare,” Yesung tapped his chin, as he tried to think of a proper dare for Donghae. It took him a minute before he shouted, “I KNOW!”
He rubbed his hands together as if he had the best dare that anyone could have ever thought of.
“I-dare-you-to do one-one-dirty thing to someone in this room. We’ll do like Kyuhyun asked and close our eyes so that only you and the person you do the dirty thing to know. Just don’t get to detailed. Keep it clean-but keep it dirty as well.”
Sungmin giggled with delight while Kyuhyun and Ryeowook both looked at each other, worried that something bad would happen. Donghae nodded, looking determined. It seemed they all were prepared for Donghae to do something that they may or may not enjoy, but in accordance with the rules of the game, no one was going to reject any moves he made on them.
Donghae looked at everyone, waiting for them to close their eyes so that he would have the privacy he so desired to commit his “dirty” act. He didn’t need any time to think about whom he wanted to perform the act on; right away, he crawled over to Yesung who was sitting next to him.
He got on his knees and went for Yesung’s belt, looking at his face in case any displeasure showed. Instead he got a tiny smirk and a little nod, as if Yesung was encouraging him to move forward. He then unlooped it, and unzipped Yesung’s fly as quietly as he could so the others didn’t know what he was doing.
He reached into Yesung’s boxers and took out his dick. He rubbed it, trying to get Yesung hard for what he was about to do next. He looked at Yesung, noticed the smirk forming into an expression signaling that of fear, or possibly of desire. He wasn’t entirely sure so he decided to move forward.
He leaned over and took Yesung’s dick into his mouth, one hand on it, pumping it. He sucked Yesung off, listening for any indication to stop but only hearing stifled moans. He moved faster, his head moving up and down as he continued to pump Yesung. He could feel a hand on the back of his head, pulling at his hair, not to get him to stop but to get him to keep going. He knew he couldn’t since the others were still sitting there, listening. He licked Yesung from base to tip before wiping his mouth and carefully zipping him back up. He redid his belt and silently moved back into place.
“Okay,” he said, signaling for everyone to open their eyes. Kyuhyun, Sungmin and Ryeowook looked around, trying to figure out who had been debased by Donghae only to wind up short. Donghae subtly looked at Yesung who looked a little flushed.
He suddenly said, “OK MY TURN,” and grabbed at the vodka bottle, taking his shot and putting his glass back down.
“Yesung-hyung,” he said, startling a distracted Yesung. He rubbed his thighs, trying to get the sweat off his palms, and looked at Yesung, “Truth or dare?”
Yesung gulped and with a crack in his voice, said, “T-Truth.”
Donghae bit his lip, looking a little disappointed but then relieved when he remembered what he wanted to ask Yesung.
“Why did you kiss Ryeowook?” he asked, causing Ryeowook to gasp a little. He looked at Sungmin and Kyuhyun who gave him a strange look, further embarrassing him.
Yesung sighed, feeling a little thankful that the question wasn’t one more difficult to answer.
“Truth is-” he started, making Donghae nervous as he expected a somewhat scandalous answer, “I thought he was in need of it.”
“What?”
“What do you mean ‘in need of it’?” Ryeowook asked, sounding offended.
Yesung laughed nervously, “I mean-I thought that you were-you know, inexperienced in that way.”
“WHAT?!”
“Oh my god!”
“HAHAHAHA!”
“I don’t mean to sound like a jerk or anything but I thought you hadn’t had your first kiss yet so I wanted to do you a favor.”
“DO ME A FAVOR?! HYUNG, HOW OLD DO YOU THINK I AM?!”
“18?”
“I’M 23!”
“HAHAHAHA!”
“W-Wow.”
Donghae sighed with relief, feeling better knowing Yesung’s true intentions.
“Well, now that that unpleasantness is out of the way,” Yesung laughed, stopping when he saw Ryeowook’s death glare directed at him, “I guess, it’s my turn-again.”
He looked around the room, deciding it best not to ask Donghae or Ryeowook the all-important question. So he turned his attentions toward Kyuhyun who looked like he was too afraid to make eye contact, purely for that reason.
“Kyuhyun-truth or dare?”
Kyuhyun shyly gulped, “D-Dare,” he replied, wanting to avoid any more all-too-personal questions.
“Another dare-well-hmm-I guess I’ll go easy on you,” Yesung chuckled, “I dare you to tell us who you like.”
“WHAT?!”
“That’s a good one.”
“YOU CAN’T DO THAT!”
“There’s nothing in the rules that says he can’t.”
Kyuhyun looked at everyone, all of them straight-faced, awaiting his answer, yet again. He panted a little and gripped the edges of the table, hoping to fight their stares.
“THIS ISN’T FAIR!”
“Answer the question, Kyuhyun,” Sungmin said, sounding more sober and even more serious.
Kyuhyun sighed, defeated, finding it hard to escape from the game he wished he had never agreed to be a part of.
“You want to know who I like? I’ll tell you,” he started, watching as everyone started leaning forward in anticipation.
“Truth is-I like-” he hesitated, briefly making eye contact with Sungmin and feeling unable to continue, “I like-someone in this room. And that’s all I’m going to say. You can’t force me to speak anymore.”
He crossed his arms and looked somewhat triumphant.
“I guess he beat you there, hyung.”
“Kyuhyun, why are you like this?”
“Nice one, Kyu.”
Kyuhyun smiled, satisfied with his diversion. He then looked at the change in everyone’s expressions as they seemed to all be worried.
“You don’t have to look like you’re concerned I’m going to kill you. It’s just a crush. Don’t look so anxious!”
When none of them would stop their worried expressions, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
“My turn again. I choose Ryeowook. Truth or dare?!”
Ryeowook shook a little, worried about what would happen if he chose either option. He went back and forth in his head. He wasn’t sure if he had any secrets that if revealed, would cause him to be humiliated beyond description. But at the same time, he couldn’t think of what he would end up begin dared to that would cause him embarrassment either.
He finally chose something, holding his breath before announcing it.
“D-D-D-Dare.”
Kyuhyun smirked, evilly, making Ryeowook even more nervous.
“I dare you-Kim Ryeowook-to take off your clothes and stay like that for the rest of the night.”
“WHAT?!”
“THAT’S GOING TOO FAR!”
“NOT POOR LITTLE RYEOWOOK!”
“KYUHYUN, YOU BASTARD!”
“Hey, it’s not like he’s never been naked in the apartment before. This guy doesn’t realize that towels are meant for wearing after showers. Besides, we’re all guys.”
“FINE!”
“Ryeowook-”
“I’ll do it.”
Everyone stared at Ryeowook as he started taking off his shirt, a determined look on his face. He then stood up to undo his belt and removed it from his waist. He then slipped his jeans off his lips and stepped out of them, placing them on top of his shirt on the floor. He slipped off his socks and nudged them with his foot off to the side. And with a deep breath and a little self-motivation, he closed his eyes and pulled down his boxers and stepped out of them when they hit the floor. He then opened his eyes and sat down, everyone staring at him.
“What?”
“Wow.”
“Little Ryeowook is all grown up,” Yesung sniffed, wiping away an invisible tear.
Donghae couldn’t stop staring at Ryeowook, shocked while Kyuhyun burst into laughter. He leaned over and checked out Ryeowook’s naked behind and laughed even more.
“You’ve got a lot of balls, Ryeowook,” he chuckled, “in more ways than one.”
Sungmin started to giggle while Donghae just continued to stare at Ryeowook. Ryeowook was feeling of surge of confidence rise in him.
“Hyung, stop staring at me. Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”
“Where’s my camera?” Donghae asked, pretending to move around to look for it.
“HYUNG!”
Donghae just laughed, “You’re really brave, Ryeowook. I admire that,” he said, ruffling Ryeowook’s hair and sitting back down. Ryeowook pouted, but on the inside, he felt a bit happy at the attention he was getting, sitting in the nude.
“My turn now,” he chimed, taking a shot of vodka before finishing, “and I choose Sungmin-hyung.”
“Yes, naked-Ryeowook?”
Ryeowook frowned, “Truth or dare, hyung?”
Sungmin laughed and took a moment to think. Kyuhyun stared at him then back at Ryeowook then back to Sungmin, anxious to find out what would happen next.
“Dare!”
“I dare you to kiss Kyuhyun,” Ryeowook replied, point-blankly.
“WHAT?!”
Sungmin shrugged his shoulders, “Okay.”
“NOT-a peck on the lips. I’m talking about some tongue action,” Ryeowook laughed suggestively.
“RYEOWOOK!”
“What?”
Sungmin laughed again, “Fine. I’m a good sport.”
Kyuhyun looked absolutely embarrassed and terrified as he watched Sungmin move closer to him.
“Pucker up, Kyuhyun. I’m about to rock your world.”
Kyuhyun couldn’t close his eyes, he only stared as Sungmin grabbed hold of his face and kissed him, hard. He slipped his tongue into Kyuhyun’s mouth and moaned into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around Kyuhyun’s neck. Kyuhyun still couldn’t move but he did manage to close his eyes. Before he knew it, Sungmin was pulling away, wiping the corner of his lips with his thumb and smiling.
“Not half-bad, Kyuhyun.”
Kyuhyun wanted to fall on his side but remained motionless and without any change of expression in his face. He just looked forward, poker face on, locked and loaded.
“My turn-”
“I’m kind of tired of this game now,” Yesung interrupted.
“What?”
“Yeah me too,” Donghae agreed, his body slumped over the table, his eyes fixed on Ryeowook.
Ryeowook sat, still completely free from the confines of fabric, his legs pulled up in front of him.
“I’m sort of bored with it too.”
Kyuhyun didn’t say a word. He was in a trance-like state after Sungmin slipped him a little tongue.
Sungmin sighed and stared at the bottle of vodka. It was practically empty and didn’t serve for much more fun in his mind.
“I’m pretty buzzed anyways. I guess we can quit for the night. Should we just end things and go to bed?”
Yesung shrugged his shoulders, “I guess so. There’s no much left to do here anyways.”
“True that,” Donghae sighed.
“Can I put my clothes back on?”
Kyuhyun continued to remain silent and motionless, his eyes glazed over and his mouth hanging open slightly.
“Yeah, let’s call it night. Good night, guys,” Yesung declared, being the first one to get up and make his way to his room.
Ryeowook and Sungmin got up next and headed back to their rooms. Donghae stared as Yesung closed his door but not before he gave Donghae a little wink and a smile. He then wiggled his eyebrows slightly as if to proposition to Donghae. Donghae would have jumped up and joined him but he had to take care of Kyuhyun who was still unable to move.
He picked up Kyuhyun by the shoulders and as quickly as he could moved him into their room, put him on the bed and shut the door behind him. He sighed and casually made his way into Yesung’s room.
“Hyung?”
Yesung shut the door and started kissing Donghae. He pushed him against the door, putting one hand on the wood, another underneath Donghae’s shirt as their tongues entwined. He then pulled away.
“I had a feeling you had thing for me but I didn’t want to be a jerk and assume anything. You made things very clear with that little blowjob you did back there.”
Donghae smiled, kissing Yesung again, before saying, “I’m glad you figured it out. I thought the blowjob was a little much but it got my point across. It did its job, so to speak.”
Yesung laughed before kissing Donghae again, picking him up and moving him towards the bed.
Meanwhile, Sungmin and Ryeowook were in their beds, both wide awake, staring into the dark.
“Hyung?” Ryeowook whispered.
“Hmm?”
“What do you think of Kyuhyun?”
Sungmin exhaled, almost as if he knew that Ryeowook would ask that eventually.
“Why do you ask?”
Ryeowook held his breath a little before replying, “No reason really. I just thought when you kissed him, you seemed to-enjoy it?”
Sungmin chuckled softly.
“It was a really-really good kiss, even if Kyuhyun didn’t do anything in response. I don’t know,” Sungmin moved onto his side and looked at Ryeowook from across the room, even though it was too dark for either of them to see.
“He really likes you, hyung,” Ryeowook turned onto his side and looked back at Sungmin, their eyes adjusting to the dark, making it easier for them to see each other.
“I figured,” Sungmin responded, surprisingly, “he does stare at me a lot, doesn’t he?”
Ryeowook giggled, “Yeah. Every time I look at him, he’s got his eyes fixed on you. It’s kind of cute-and kind of creepy.”
Sungmin started to laugh louder but then shushed himself since he assumed the others were currently asleep.
“Hey, hyung,” Ryeowook whispered louder, “you should go talk to Kyuhyun right now. I’m sure he’s still awake.”
“What about Donghae?”
“I’ll take care of Donghae-hyung. You two just need to talk things out.”
Sungmin smiled and the pair made their way to Kyuhyun and Donghae’s room.
Kyuhyun was staring at the ceiling, his hands folded on his stomach. He’d somehow managed to get himself into his pajamas and into bed, but he didn’t really break out of his trance-like state. Kissing Sungmin was the pinnacle of his life, more or less, and having it happen was a little overwhelming for him. So much so he found himself unable to think about anything but the way Sungmin tasted.
“Kyuhyun?” he heard a whisper.
He assumed it was Donghae and whispered back, “Hyung?”
He could see the door open and a dark figure move towards him and sit on the edge of his bed. He knew it couldn’t have been Donghae from the sound of his voice.
“Are you still awake?”
It definitely wasn’t Donghae. It wasn’t Ryeowook either, or Yesung.
“Sungmin-hyung?”
Sungmin laughed, reaching out and holding Kyuhyun’s hand. Kyuhyun wanted to retreat back to his trance-like state but he was sure that he was already asleep and that this was some sort of beautiful dream.
“Donghae-hyung? Come out come out wherever you are,” Ryeowook whispered as he made his way down the dark hallway. There was no light coming from the bathroom nor the kitchen nor the living room. Ryeowook started to wonder where exactly Donghae was until he heard noises coming from Yesung’s room. They sounded odd, and being as naïve as he was, he wasn’t aware of what they really were. He heard a pained moan and decided to checking it out, moving closer to the door and opening it slowly. It was dark but the noises got louder.
He then turned on the light and screamed when he saw Yesung kneeling behind Donghae, Donghae on his hands and knees with Yesung mounting him.
“OH MY GOD!”
“CLOSE THE DOOR!”
“TURN OFF THE LIGHT!”
Caught up in the moment, Ryeowook did both but in the wrong order and in the wrong way. He’d turned off the light as he was told to but he shut the door, but was still standing in Yesung’s room, in the dark.
“Hyung-what are you guys doing?”
Yesung sounded annoyed, “What do you think we’re doing? We’re picking strawberries!”
“Ah, hyung,” Donghae moaned as Yesung was still inside of him and was moving around.
Ryeowook gasped suddenly, “Are-Are you two-having sex,” he whispered.
“YES, RYEOWOOK!”
“HYUNG!”
“I’m sorry, hyung,” Ryeowook continued to whisper, “should-should I leave?”
Yesung sighed. He didn’t move out of Donghae, but continued to talk to Ryeowook.
“No-Ryeowook-actually-come here a second.”
“What was that?”
“I think the others are just fooling around-you know, playing a game or something. Now where were we?”
Kyuhyun slipped off his shirt and felt for Sungmin who was straddling him. Sungmin leaned down and started kissing Kyuhyun, moving his fingers through his hair and eventually moving down to Kyuhyun’s neck. He slid down, his kisses trailing down Kyuhyun’s body, his tongue occasionally slipping out to lick at his bare skin. Kyuhyun sighed, his eyelashes fluttering as he felt Sungmin touch him.
Sungmin slipped down even further and began kissing Kyuhyun’s thighs, along his pelvic bone and making his way to Kyuhyun’s dick. He grabbed a hold of it, feeling it harden as he touched it. He pumped it slowly before wrapping his lips around it, and sucking.
Kyuhyun moaned loudly as Sungmin started sucking him off, his tongue licking at his dick.
“Sungmin-hyung,” Kyuhyun whispered, his hand feeling around for Sungmin’s head, grabbing a hold of his hair as Sungmin continued to suck him off.
“Ah hyung!”
“Shhh, Ryeowook,” Yesung whispered as he bent Ryeowook over, his ass in the air, “Donghae, hand me the lube.”
Donghae handed Yesung a bottle of lube from the nightstand and watched as Yesung poured it onto his fingers. He rubbed his slick fingers in between Ryeowook’s ass cheeks, the cool substance making Ryeowook whimper. Yesung slid his fingers up and down from Ryeowook’s balls to his lower back before he stuck two inside of Ryeowook.
Ryeowook whimpered some more, his hands gripping at the bed sheets.
“Shh, shh, Ryeowook, it’s okay,” Yesung kissed Ryeowook’s back, after whispering into his ear. He then looked up at Donghae who was kneeling at the edge of the bed, watching Yesung prepare Ryeowook.
“Donghae, go in front of him,” he suggested, “He can suck you off.”
“Hyung?”
“It’s okay. It’s okay, right, Ryeowook?” he whispered, in a comforting tone.
Ryeowook murmured a yes and Donghae moved in front of him, grabbing at his dick and slowly moving it into Ryeowook’s mouth. Yesung, on the other hand, took his fingers out of Ryeowook, and slipped his own dick inside. He grabbed at Ryeowook’s hips and began fucking him while Ryeowook sucked Donghae’s dick repeatedly. The harder Yesung thrust into him, the louder his moans were, and the more stifled they became as Donghae thrust into his mouth.
Sungmin moaned louder and louder as he rode Kyuhyun, his hands on Kyuhyun’s stomach, his hips bucking forward. Kyuhyun held onto his waist, tightly as he thrust into Sungmin.
“Hyung,” he grunted, gripping tighter at Sungmin’s body, his own body warmed by the feel of Sungmin’s thighs tightening around him.
Sungmin moaned again, throwing his head back and letting the noises he was making echo in the dark empty room.
Pretty soon, the sounds coming from Yesung’s room and Kyuhyun’s room grew louder and seemed to be in competition with each other.
Ryeowook screamed as Yesung fucked him harder and Donghae sucked him off. Kyuhyun and Sungmin both screamed as Kyuhyun fucked Sungmin, and Sungmin held onto the posts of the small twin bed.
They nearly all reached climax within minutes of each other. Yesung and Donghae fell back onto the bed while Ryeowook fell forward in between them. Kyuhyun and Sungmin fell back, side to side, sweating profusely, their breathing labored.
As they heard each other, Donghae randomly asked, “What’s that noise?” referring to the sounds Kyuhyun and Sungmin were making.
Kyuhyun asked Sungmin the same question, to which Sungmin responded, “I don’t know. Let’s go check it out.”
The two made their way to Yesung’s room as they heard more awkward breathing coming from inside. That’s when Kyuhyun forcibly opened the door and Sungmin turned on the light.
“WHAT THE HELL?”
“WHAT’S GOING ON?”
“OH MY GOD!”
“WHY ARE YOU NAKED?”
“US? WHY ARE YOU TWO NAKED?”
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!”
Everyone screamed as they all scrambled about in Yesung’s bedroom, naked as the day they were born.
Eventually Yesung calmed them all down, long enough to continue the interrogation.
“Were you two-were you two doing what I think you were doing?” he asked, holding in a laugh.
“That depends on what you think we were doing,” Sungmin defended. He then pointed a finger at the rest of them, “What were you three doing?”
“I think it’s pretty obvious what we were doing,” Yesung responded, holding nothing back. Donghae and Ryeowook nodded in agreement.
“Well-”
“You want to join us?”
“WHAT?”
“Come on, Kyuhyun,” Ryeowook encouraged.
“You too, hyung,” Donghae added.
“It’s not that bad,” Yesung told them, sounding a bit encouraging in his own right, “We’re all friends here.”
Sungmin looked at Kyuhyun who gave him a shrug in response. Sungmin then looked at the other three and shrugged as well.
Moments later, Sungmin was on his hands and knees, Ryeowook’s dick in his mouth, Kyuhyun’s dick inside of him. Donghae had Yesung’s dick in him, while his was inside of Ryeowook’s. There was nothing but a blur of motion, limbs everywhere, moans and groans seeming to sync together.
When it all ended, the five of them lay in bed, every which way, some of their legs overlapping each other.
“I could really use a cigarette,” Donghae quipped.
“You don’t smoke.”
“Yeah, well there’s always a first time for everything.”
“That’s got to be the cheesiest thing someone could say after what just happened,” Kyuhyun laughed.
“Oh my god, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get over this,” Ryeowook said, sounding like he was about to cry.
“As I recall, this was your idea in the first place.”
“HYUNG!”
“WHAT?!”
“WHY ARE YOU TELLING LIES ABOUT ME?!”
“I’M NOT DOING ANYTHING!”
“LITTLE RYEOWOOK IS GROWING UP!”
“HYUNG, STOP IT!”
THE END