The Porn Star Boyfriend (5/11)
The Porn Star Boyfriend (5/11)
Pairing: krisho
Genre: Romance, Smut, Drama
Summary: Junmyeon feels he's just an average person, not very exciting and keeps to himself. Yifan is his boyfriend. Yifan is a porn star. Things are starting to get interesting.
Warning: Rated Mature for much sex.
The first thing Junmyeon thought of as he woke up one morning was how much his ass felt like it was on fire and how the hell was he going to teach rambunctious children when he’s in this much amount of pain. He groaned as he rolled over with full intentions to chew out his beast of a boyfriend, but remembered as he stared at the empty spot on the bed, that fucking Wu Yifan leaves for work earlier than he does.
Fuck.
Junmyeon whimpered pitifully as he painfully clambered out of the bed and made his way to the bathroom, turning on the shower. He looked at himself in the mirror as he waited for the water to heat up.
If anyone had seen the bruises and love marks on his body, they probably would have thought he was a victim of domestic violence. But no, Yifan could just get a little rough and to be honest, Junmyeon kind of liked it.
He washed himself clean, carefully of course and hissed when the soap suds washed over his bruised anal cavity and the scratch marks on his hips. Junmyeon briefly wondered if he should try house training his lover-
Junmyeon smirked as the idea popped into his head.
He felt laughter bubble in the pit of his stomach and evil chuckles poured from his smile as he resumed washing himself. He had a plan he was definitely excited to put into action.
Yifan came home earlier that what was normal-the boss at the company he interned at was strangely nice that day and allowed Yifan to clock out early-and thank god for that, because he was exhausted. He had busy weeks and now all he wanted was to curl up on the couch with his cuddly boyfriend and watch reruns of How I Met Your Mother and pig out on popcorn.
“Junmyeon!” Yifan called out as he crossed the threshold, loosening his tie tiredly. “I’m home!”
No answer came from the younger male and Yifan walked into the living room and did not find his boyfriend. He walked into the kitchen and found an empty room.
“Junmyeon?” Yifan finally walked to their bedroom and-
Wow.
“Hey there, big guy,” Junmyeon welcomed his lover in a seductive tone, peering up at the taller man with lustful eyes.
Yifan bit his lip.
“Oh my god, please don’t say that, it’s awkward,” he all but begged Junmyeon. That just had to be some cheesy line from a porno-wait, he might have been in that porno, he wasn’t sure-but that just didn’t sit with his boyfriend’s image.
Junmyeon smiled, embarrassed, as he scratched his temple. “Yeah, that sounded a lot better in my head.”
“…Was that the video with the lady and a guy sticking carrots and cucumbers in her vagina?”
Junmyeon looked away and mumbled, “….Yeah, but I think the cucumber was actually a zucchini.” Ah.
Yifan helped film that one.
Yifan then noticed the red item in his boyfriend’s hand and quirked his eyebrow at him. “Is that a leash, you have there?”
Junmyeon whined loudly in embarrassment and hide part of his face with his free hand. “This went a lot better when I planned this in my head,” Junmyeon complained, feeling this plan was completely foolish.
Yifan smiled, finding the other man ridiculously cute at the moment.
“How was it supposed to go?”
“No, I don’t want to say it now.
“Junnie, please?”
Junmyeon sighed and swallowed what little pride he had left. “You were supposed to come in here and I would…say that stupid line, and then you were then supposed to be all seductive and hot and get down on your knees so I could put this onto you.”
Yifan figured the other had planned this for a while, it was endearing-but Junmyeon really wasn’t born to be a scriptwriter.
“Wait a moment,” Yifan said and left the bedroom, leaving a confused Junmyeon behind before returning, his shirt completely off, his tie dangling loosely from his shoulders, and his pants already unbuttoned. “Hey, babe,” his deep voice resonating and Junmyeon felt shivers roll down his spine. “Why don’t you leash me up now? I think I need to be house trained.”
By only the sound of his boyfriend’s deep, rumbling voice, Junmyeon could feel his pants tightening and the room began to grow hotter.
But still, he wasn’t sure he could get over the ridiculous line the other man had said.
Junmyeon kept his gaze on his half naked boyfriend leaning against the doorframe waiting expectantly, and raised the leash upward as he shifted his weight onto his right leg. “Kneel.”
Yifan smirked, sinking down to the floor slowly and peering up at the other with lustful eyes.
Junmyeon slipped the collar on his lover’s neck before attaching the leash as well. He gave the leash a tug as he sauntered to the bed, making Yifan follow him. “Undress me,” Junmyeon ordered, his voice sounding stronger this time with the encouragement of Yifan eyeing his tented pants.
“Yes, master,” Yifan complied, slipping his hands to the other man’s jeans and unzipping them expertly while Junmyeon hissed at the brief contact because-holy shit-Yifan has just called him master.
Holy fuck, there was so much to like about that.
Yifan pressed his face against the hard erection, making Junmyeon shiver in anticipation with the hot breath the taller man blew on it. Junmyeon roughly yanked the gold locks of Yifan’s hair, pulling him closer as he slowly pulled down the remaining material that clothed the younger man, revealing the proudly standing member.
“What do you want me to do, master?” Yifan then asked him, mischievous eyes teasing the man in charge.
Junmyeon inwardly growled, positioning his appendage at the opening of Yifan’s mouth. “You’re gonna fucking take me in hole with that wet mouth of yours,” he demanded, hissing as Yifan wasted no time in complying, slipping the hardened muscle into his experience mouth. Junmyeon pulled on the older man’s hair more, biting his lip when the Yifan groaned around him.
Yifan pumped the shaft as he took even more of Junmyeon into his mouth, his teeth slightly grazing the sensitive member as he sucked at it. Junmyeon’s moans became more eager, the sporadic bucking of his hips becoming steady thrusts so he was thoroughly fucking the elder man’s mouth. Yifan then brought his finger to the back of Junmyeon, teasing the ring of muscles and sending more waves of pleasure through Junmyeon’s body.
“Fuck!” Junmyeon then hissed, feeling the familiar pooling of tightened muscles in his abdomen as he reveled in the pleasure that coursed through him. “I’m gonna cum-,” Junmyeon panted, his pace becoming more urgent and Yifan stoked him at just the right pace to bring him over the edge. Junmyeon gasped loudly as he pulled out from Yifan’s wet mouth, stoking himself quickly as he came hard, spilling himself on Yifan’s expecting face, beads of white semen collecting from his forehead to his mouth.
Junmyeon growled, aroused, when he watched the professional porn star lick the cum on his lips and finger off more from his face with his finger, staring up seductively at his boyfriend who was becoming hard once again.
“Was that satisfactory?” Yifan asked, still kneeling before the other male.
Junmyeon grabbed at the leash again and pulled the man up to his feet. “Get on the bed,” he demanded, stroking his red tip with his finger as the leashed man did as he was told, climbing onto the bed and lying on his bag waiting expectantly.
Junmyeon clambered onto the bed as well, and began kissing the exposed skin of the other man’s chest, fondling the erected nipples there.
Yifan moaned approvingly, his hands exploring Junmyeon’s slightly slick back. He bucked his hips upwards, both men groaning at the friction between the pants material and Junmyeon’s bare skin. Junmyeon shivered at the sensation of Yifan’s nails grazing the skin of his back.
“Yifan, I don’t want to bottom this time,” Junmyeon told his boyfriend honestly after pulling away from devouring the elder’s body, looking down at him earnestly.
Yifan smiled, “That’s fine, whatever you want to do.”
“It’s just,” Junmyeon continued, “My ass hurts like a motherfucker and I haven’t topped in a really long time-”
“Babe, it’s fine,” Yifan laughed, cutting off his rambling boyfriend. “You can top whenever you want, I just want you to feel pleasured. Besides, I like dominant Junmyeon.” Yifan winked, smirking devilishly as he began rubbing against his boyfriend’s erection with his clothed knee.
Junmyeon hummed in satisfaction before leaning in to kiss the other, putting his appreciation into the gesture.
“We gotta do something about these right now though,” he pulled away gasping, tugging at the elder’s pants and undoing the buttons while Yifan laughed at his eagerness.
Junmyeon pulled off the material, taking the underwear with it, and took Yifan’s hardened member into his mouth, giving a moan that sent vibrations through the sensitive organ. Yifan lifted his torso and rested on his elbows as he watched Junmyeon’s head bob up and down, coating his appendage in saliva.
Junmyeon loved the way Yifan moaned when he brought his slick finger to the ringed muscles of Yifan’s anus, teasing the hole.
When the other was nice and hard, Junmyeon pulled away and Yifan leaned over to retrieve the bottle of lube and condoms from nightstand, handing the items to Junmyeon who took it and quickly uncapped the bottle. He coated his fingers and the expecting hole well before sliding a single finger into the cavity, smiling when the ring of muscles sucked him in.
“Shit,” Yifan groaned at the discomfort. “I haven’t bottomed in a while.”
“I’ll take it easy.”
“Hell no,” Yifan laughed, shaking his head. “I want you bad, alright? Take me with what you got.”
Junmyeon chuckled nervously as he slid a second finger. “Don’t say that-Don’t pressure me. I’m obviously not going to be as good as you.”
Yifan scoffed. “Nonsense, if it’s you, it’s gonna be awesome.”
“I’m not that big.”
“Yeah, but you’re decently thick. I like that.”
Junmyeon felt his face flush but ignored it as he focused on his fingers stretching the tightened muscles. “Don’t flex.”
“Right, yeah, sorry.”
“Just relax.”
“I’m excited for this though! It’s different!”
Junmyeon rolled his eyes. “You were a handful as a child, weren’t you?”
Yifan smirked. “Oh yeah,” he moaned, eyes filling with desire. “I was and am such a troublemaker. I think you need to punish me, master.”
Junmyeon bit his lip when Yifan lifted his head a little, as if challenging him.
Right on, then.
Junmyeon lifted the man’s toned legs up for better access and swatted the exposed skin of his ass with a hard smack. Yifan groaned in pleasant surprise, clearly enjoying stinging where he’d been spanked.
“Master, I don’t think that did it,” Yifan growled.
Junmyeon smirked, reaching over the other man and brought his hand to Yifan’s cheek with force. “Shut up.”
Yifan felt his cock twitch.
Junmyeon positioned himself at Yifan’s entrance, stroking Yifan’s erection as he entered slowly, but quicker than he would have liked due to the assistance of Yifan’s legs wrapped around his hips. Yifan groaned loudly; face contorting in slight pain, not used to taking it.
“This is why I wanted to go slower,” Junmyeon said, keeping still as his boyfriend adjusted to his size.
Yifan whined. “I’m extremely horny though! Do you see what you’ve done to me?! I just want you to fuck me!”
Junmyeon growled, swatted the man’s bottom once again before attaching his hands to Yifan’s hips and pushing himself in further roughly. Yifan groaned again at the friction. “Fine, have it your way,” Junmyeon told him before moving his hips at a decent pace.
Yifan grasped the bed sheets tightly as the other moved, hitting the crevices inside him at different angles. Fuck, it really had been a while since he’d bottomed. He’d forgotten how uncomfortable it could be, and shit his ass was going to be sore tomorrow.
But fucking Junmyeon had unleashed the hidden beast within him as he attacked Yifan’s prostate inside. Yifan gasped loudly at the sudden jolt of pleasure, his eyes widening as he looked down to watch himself get fucked.
“A-Ah, Myeon, I wanna cum,” he panted, chest rising up and down quickly as he breathed heavily, feeling his climax nearing.
Junmyeon grabbed the base of his throbbing member tightly, causing the other man to whimper at the painful pressure.
“You’re not allowed to cum until I say you can,” he said harshly before letting go of the pulsing appendage and slapping Yifan’s red butt cheek once again.
“Shit,” Yifan groaned, throwing his head down onto the pillows as he tried to brace himself-“Fuck!” he suddenly yelled as Junmyeon rocked his hips into him with more force than before, hitting his prostate even more.
Junmyeon felt his own climax drawing nearer as he watched his normally strong boyfriend cry out in pleasure.
The two rocked their hips together for several moments longer until Yifan could barely take it anymore. “I-I need to cum!”
“Not yet,” Junmyeon panted, quickening his pace.
“A-Ahh!” Yifan cried out, smacking his left hand against the bed in anticipation. “Please!”
Junmyeon ignored him, his thrusts becoming more urgent and he grasped Yifan’s twitching cock. Yifan moaned loudly before suddenly cumming, ribbons of translucent white cum spilling onto his bare stomach. Not much longer after, Junmyeon followed suit, releasing his seed inside his boyfriend, the other humming at the sudden hotness filling him.
“Fuck,” Yifan groaned as his boyfriend collapsed beside him tiredly. Yifan pulled him close so the two were cuddling one another in a love-filled embrace and pressing their lips together as they kissed sweetly.
They lied like they for several moments, maybe a complete hour, both comfortable in the silence between them. After a while, Junmyeon suddenly started chuckling to himself.
“I think I need to start running. My body isn’t used to working itself like that.”
Yifan joined in to the laughter. “Maybe we should do this more often.”
Junmyeon quit laughing as he stared at the other with a hard gaze.
“You came when you weren’t told,” he stated the other, pointing an accusing finger at him.
Yifan shrugged. “I guess that means I need to be punished some more.”
Junmyeon scoffed as he moved to crawl off the bed. “Wow, Yifan, you are really testy with me! Where’s your box of toys, that whip could sure be useful right now-”
“Y-Yah! But my ass hurts!”
“Tough."
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Pairing: krisho
Genre: Romance, Smut, Drama
Summary: Junmyeon feels he's just an average person, not very exciting and keeps to himself. Yifan is his boyfriend. Yifan is a porn star. Things are starting to get interesting.
Warning: Rated Mature for much sex.
The first thing Junmyeon thought of as he woke up one morning was how much his ass felt like it was on fire and how the hell was he going to teach rambunctious children when he’s in this much amount of pain. He groaned as he rolled over with full intentions to chew out his beast of a boyfriend, but remembered as he stared at the empty spot on the bed, that fucking Wu Yifan leaves for work earlier than he does.
Fuck.
Junmyeon whimpered pitifully as he painfully clambered out of the bed and made his way to the bathroom, turning on the shower. He looked at himself in the mirror as he waited for the water to heat up.
If anyone had seen the bruises and love marks on his body, they probably would have thought he was a victim of domestic violence. But no, Yifan could just get a little rough and to be honest, Junmyeon kind of liked it.
He washed himself clean, carefully of course and hissed when the soap suds washed over his bruised anal cavity and the scratch marks on his hips. Junmyeon briefly wondered if he should try house training his lover-
Junmyeon smirked as the idea popped into his head.
He felt laughter bubble in the pit of his stomach and evil chuckles poured from his smile as he resumed washing himself. He had a plan he was definitely excited to put into action.
Yifan came home earlier that what was normal-the boss at the company he interned at was strangely nice that day and allowed Yifan to clock out early-and thank god for that, because he was exhausted. He had busy weeks and now all he wanted was to curl up on the couch with his cuddly boyfriend and watch reruns of How I Met Your Mother and pig out on popcorn.
“Junmyeon!” Yifan called out as he crossed the threshold, loosening his tie tiredly. “I’m home!”
No answer came from the younger male and Yifan walked into the living room and did not find his boyfriend. He walked into the kitchen and found an empty room.
“Junmyeon?” Yifan finally walked to their bedroom and-
Wow.
“Hey there, big guy,” Junmyeon welcomed his lover in a seductive tone, peering up at the taller man with lustful eyes.
Yifan bit his lip.
“Oh my god, please don’t say that, it’s awkward,” he all but begged Junmyeon. That just had to be some cheesy line from a porno-wait, he might have been in that porno, he wasn’t sure-but that just didn’t sit with his boyfriend’s image.
Junmyeon smiled, embarrassed, as he scratched his temple. “Yeah, that sounded a lot better in my head.”
“…Was that the video with the lady and a guy sticking carrots and cucumbers in her vagina?”
Junmyeon looked away and mumbled, “….Yeah, but I think the cucumber was actually a zucchini.” Ah.
Yifan helped film that one.
Yifan then noticed the red item in his boyfriend’s hand and quirked his eyebrow at him. “Is that a leash, you have there?”
Junmyeon whined loudly in embarrassment and hide part of his face with his free hand. “This went a lot better when I planned this in my head,” Junmyeon complained, feeling this plan was completely foolish.
Yifan smiled, finding the other man ridiculously cute at the moment.
“How was it supposed to go?”
“No, I don’t want to say it now.
“Junnie, please?”
Junmyeon sighed and swallowed what little pride he had left. “You were supposed to come in here and I would…say that stupid line, and then you were then supposed to be all seductive and hot and get down on your knees so I could put this onto you.”
Yifan figured the other had planned this for a while, it was endearing-but Junmyeon really wasn’t born to be a scriptwriter.
“Wait a moment,” Yifan said and left the bedroom, leaving a confused Junmyeon behind before returning, his shirt completely off, his tie dangling loosely from his shoulders, and his pants already unbuttoned. “Hey, babe,” his deep voice resonating and Junmyeon felt shivers roll down his spine. “Why don’t you leash me up now? I think I need to be house trained.”
By only the sound of his boyfriend’s deep, rumbling voice, Junmyeon could feel his pants tightening and the room began to grow hotter.
But still, he wasn’t sure he could get over the ridiculous line the other man had said.
Junmyeon kept his gaze on his half naked boyfriend leaning against the doorframe waiting expectantly, and raised the leash upward as he shifted his weight onto his right leg. “Kneel.”
Yifan smirked, sinking down to the floor slowly and peering up at the other with lustful eyes.
Junmyeon slipped the collar on his lover’s neck before attaching the leash as well. He gave the leash a tug as he sauntered to the bed, making Yifan follow him. “Undress me,” Junmyeon ordered, his voice sounding stronger this time with the encouragement of Yifan eyeing his tented pants.
“Yes, master,” Yifan complied, slipping his hands to the other man’s jeans and unzipping them expertly while Junmyeon hissed at the brief contact because-holy shit-Yifan has just called him master.
Holy fuck, there was so much to like about that.
Yifan pressed his face against the hard erection, making Junmyeon shiver in anticipation with the hot breath the taller man blew on it. Junmyeon roughly yanked the gold locks of Yifan’s hair, pulling him closer as he slowly pulled down the remaining material that clothed the younger man, revealing the proudly standing member.
“What do you want me to do, master?” Yifan then asked him, mischievous eyes teasing the man in charge.
Junmyeon inwardly growled, positioning his appendage at the opening of Yifan’s mouth. “You’re gonna fucking take me in hole with that wet mouth of yours,” he demanded, hissing as Yifan wasted no time in complying, slipping the hardened muscle into his experience mouth. Junmyeon pulled on the older man’s hair more, biting his lip when the Yifan groaned around him.
Yifan pumped the shaft as he took even more of Junmyeon into his mouth, his teeth slightly grazing the sensitive member as he sucked at it. Junmyeon’s moans became more eager, the sporadic bucking of his hips becoming steady thrusts so he was thoroughly fucking the elder man’s mouth. Yifan then brought his finger to the back of Junmyeon, teasing the ring of muscles and sending more waves of pleasure through Junmyeon’s body.
“Fuck!” Junmyeon then hissed, feeling the familiar pooling of tightened muscles in his abdomen as he reveled in the pleasure that coursed through him. “I’m gonna cum-,” Junmyeon panted, his pace becoming more urgent and Yifan stoked him at just the right pace to bring him over the edge. Junmyeon gasped loudly as he pulled out from Yifan’s wet mouth, stoking himself quickly as he came hard, spilling himself on Yifan’s expecting face, beads of white semen collecting from his forehead to his mouth.
Junmyeon growled, aroused, when he watched the professional porn star lick the cum on his lips and finger off more from his face with his finger, staring up seductively at his boyfriend who was becoming hard once again.
“Was that satisfactory?” Yifan asked, still kneeling before the other male.
Junmyeon grabbed at the leash again and pulled the man up to his feet. “Get on the bed,” he demanded, stroking his red tip with his finger as the leashed man did as he was told, climbing onto the bed and lying on his bag waiting expectantly.
Junmyeon clambered onto the bed as well, and began kissing the exposed skin of the other man’s chest, fondling the erected nipples there.
Yifan moaned approvingly, his hands exploring Junmyeon’s slightly slick back. He bucked his hips upwards, both men groaning at the friction between the pants material and Junmyeon’s bare skin. Junmyeon shivered at the sensation of Yifan’s nails grazing the skin of his back.
“Yifan, I don’t want to bottom this time,” Junmyeon told his boyfriend honestly after pulling away from devouring the elder’s body, looking down at him earnestly.
Yifan smiled, “That’s fine, whatever you want to do.”
“It’s just,” Junmyeon continued, “My ass hurts like a motherfucker and I haven’t topped in a really long time-”
“Babe, it’s fine,” Yifan laughed, cutting off his rambling boyfriend. “You can top whenever you want, I just want you to feel pleasured. Besides, I like dominant Junmyeon.” Yifan winked, smirking devilishly as he began rubbing against his boyfriend’s erection with his clothed knee.
Junmyeon hummed in satisfaction before leaning in to kiss the other, putting his appreciation into the gesture.
“We gotta do something about these right now though,” he pulled away gasping, tugging at the elder’s pants and undoing the buttons while Yifan laughed at his eagerness.
Junmyeon pulled off the material, taking the underwear with it, and took Yifan’s hardened member into his mouth, giving a moan that sent vibrations through the sensitive organ. Yifan lifted his torso and rested on his elbows as he watched Junmyeon’s head bob up and down, coating his appendage in saliva.
Junmyeon loved the way Yifan moaned when he brought his slick finger to the ringed muscles of Yifan’s anus, teasing the hole.
When the other was nice and hard, Junmyeon pulled away and Yifan leaned over to retrieve the bottle of lube and condoms from nightstand, handing the items to Junmyeon who took it and quickly uncapped the bottle. He coated his fingers and the expecting hole well before sliding a single finger into the cavity, smiling when the ring of muscles sucked him in.
“Shit,” Yifan groaned at the discomfort. “I haven’t bottomed in a while.”
“I’ll take it easy.”
“Hell no,” Yifan laughed, shaking his head. “I want you bad, alright? Take me with what you got.”
Junmyeon chuckled nervously as he slid a second finger. “Don’t say that-Don’t pressure me. I’m obviously not going to be as good as you.”
Yifan scoffed. “Nonsense, if it’s you, it’s gonna be awesome.”
“I’m not that big.”
“Yeah, but you’re decently thick. I like that.”
Junmyeon felt his face flush but ignored it as he focused on his fingers stretching the tightened muscles. “Don’t flex.”
“Right, yeah, sorry.”
“Just relax.”
“I’m excited for this though! It’s different!”
Junmyeon rolled his eyes. “You were a handful as a child, weren’t you?”
Yifan smirked. “Oh yeah,” he moaned, eyes filling with desire. “I was and am such a troublemaker. I think you need to punish me, master.”
Junmyeon bit his lip when Yifan lifted his head a little, as if challenging him.
Right on, then.
Junmyeon lifted the man’s toned legs up for better access and swatted the exposed skin of his ass with a hard smack. Yifan groaned in pleasant surprise, clearly enjoying stinging where he’d been spanked.
“Master, I don’t think that did it,” Yifan growled.
Junmyeon smirked, reaching over the other man and brought his hand to Yifan’s cheek with force. “Shut up.”
Yifan felt his cock twitch.
Junmyeon positioned himself at Yifan’s entrance, stroking Yifan’s erection as he entered slowly, but quicker than he would have liked due to the assistance of Yifan’s legs wrapped around his hips. Yifan groaned loudly; face contorting in slight pain, not used to taking it.
“This is why I wanted to go slower,” Junmyeon said, keeping still as his boyfriend adjusted to his size.
Yifan whined. “I’m extremely horny though! Do you see what you’ve done to me?! I just want you to fuck me!”
Junmyeon growled, swatted the man’s bottom once again before attaching his hands to Yifan’s hips and pushing himself in further roughly. Yifan groaned again at the friction. “Fine, have it your way,” Junmyeon told him before moving his hips at a decent pace.
Yifan grasped the bed sheets tightly as the other moved, hitting the crevices inside him at different angles. Fuck, it really had been a while since he’d bottomed. He’d forgotten how uncomfortable it could be, and shit his ass was going to be sore tomorrow.
But fucking Junmyeon had unleashed the hidden beast within him as he attacked Yifan’s prostate inside. Yifan gasped loudly at the sudden jolt of pleasure, his eyes widening as he looked down to watch himself get fucked.
“A-Ah, Myeon, I wanna cum,” he panted, chest rising up and down quickly as he breathed heavily, feeling his climax nearing.
Junmyeon grabbed the base of his throbbing member tightly, causing the other man to whimper at the painful pressure.
“You’re not allowed to cum until I say you can,” he said harshly before letting go of the pulsing appendage and slapping Yifan’s red butt cheek once again.
“Shit,” Yifan groaned, throwing his head down onto the pillows as he tried to brace himself-“Fuck!” he suddenly yelled as Junmyeon rocked his hips into him with more force than before, hitting his prostate even more.
Junmyeon felt his own climax drawing nearer as he watched his normally strong boyfriend cry out in pleasure.
The two rocked their hips together for several moments longer until Yifan could barely take it anymore. “I-I need to cum!”
“Not yet,” Junmyeon panted, quickening his pace.
“A-Ahh!” Yifan cried out, smacking his left hand against the bed in anticipation. “Please!”
Junmyeon ignored him, his thrusts becoming more urgent and he grasped Yifan’s twitching cock. Yifan moaned loudly before suddenly cumming, ribbons of translucent white cum spilling onto his bare stomach. Not much longer after, Junmyeon followed suit, releasing his seed inside his boyfriend, the other humming at the sudden hotness filling him.
“Fuck,” Yifan groaned as his boyfriend collapsed beside him tiredly. Yifan pulled him close so the two were cuddling one another in a love-filled embrace and pressing their lips together as they kissed sweetly.
They lied like they for several moments, maybe a complete hour, both comfortable in the silence between them. After a while, Junmyeon suddenly started chuckling to himself.
“I think I need to start running. My body isn’t used to working itself like that.”
Yifan joined in to the laughter. “Maybe we should do this more often.”
Junmyeon quit laughing as he stared at the other with a hard gaze.
“You came when you weren’t told,” he stated the other, pointing an accusing finger at him.
Yifan shrugged. “I guess that means I need to be punished some more.”
Junmyeon scoffed as he moved to crawl off the bed. “Wow, Yifan, you are really testy with me! Where’s your box of toys, that whip could sure be useful right now-”
“Y-Yah! But my ass hurts!”
“Tough."
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