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Shotaro almost feels his wrists are about to snap off.
“Remember during that night after our confession, I was on top of you?”
Shotaro nods his head. Sohee’s pretty soft giggle filled the air, leaning closer to his ear to speak.
“I want to do that again.”
Shotaro almost gives out in an instant.
Shotaro’s mind fogs at the memory of how he got into this stage of the agreement. The current position is him on his bed, stark naked as blood is flushing through his veins, giving Shotaro’s skin a tinge of crimson in contrast to his white sheets. His wrists are tied right above his head, securely on the bedpost. Shotaro has questions on how Sohee knows how to tie him up a little too skillfully, tying the knot in seconds. Sohee answers that he has been practicing with Shotaro in mind, and air almost got knocked out from Shotaro’s lungs at that knowledge.
Sohee also suggests a blindfold but Shotaro refuses. That is his limit today, or more as in he could not bear to take his eyes off the beauty of the younger male.
Sohee has not started doing anything on him yet but he already looks worn.
Between his two boyfriends, while Eunseok has more of a romantic instinct in bed (with a slight hinge of teasing), Sohee is the opposite, he is more on the nastier side of sex. Despite having the looks of a cute innocent boy, his mind is filled with filth. He wonders if Sohee goes on the internet every night reading the latest kinky tips in Cosmopolitan magazine because Sohee knows a little too much. Shotaro made a mental note to never trust pure-looking boys.
With a little begging, and those sweet, pretty lips pouting for the life of him, it is hard for Shotaro to say no when Sohee asked if he could try an ‘experiment’ in bed.
So, this is where Shotaro is now. And he regrets it. (he secretly likes it)
“This doesn't taste good, why did Seokie hyung buy this?” Sohee’s face turns into a frown, lips forming into a straight thin line after tasting the peach-flavored candy, the same one Eunseok gave to him while he was doing his report a few days ago.
“He probably bought it out of desperation, he has funny ways of kissing you. That dummy.” Shotaro almost choked on his own saliva, the way the youngest is spilling out information so casually, without a warning to Shotaro’s poor old heart.
Despite not liking the flavor, Sohee still puts it up, wetting the hard candy in his mouth. A familiar scene plays right in front of Shotaro, as Sohee’s red full lips smack around the candy like how Eunseok does it prior. Once satisfied with the wetness, Sohee then place the candy in between his teeth, right across his lips, holding it there in place. Whatever Sohee does after that, Shotaro is not prepared.
Shotaro could feel the candy dragging over the expanse of the skin against his neck, the sticky strip gliding down all over to his Adam's apple. Sohee then goes back up, face close to the oldest, finger tapping on his lower lip.
“Open your mouth for me, Taro hyung.” The younger commands, and something in Shotaro sparks. Shotaro obliges, like a good hyung he is.
Everything is in repetition, Sohee is doing the same thing as Eunseok did back when he was doing his assignment but messier. He is passing the candy right into Shotaro’s mouth after giving a few soft kisses to warm the older man up. Sohee is younger than him, but he has the experience of a sex god. The way Sohee’s tongue slots into Shotaro’s mouth swiftly and delivers the candy right by the pad of his tongue. Their lips parted seconds after, the wet trail as the only thing connecting their lips. Shotaro catches a glimpse of Sohee’s. Wet and sticky.
The youngest then ducks down his head at the crook of Shotaro’s neck, and his tongue starts to lick.
Sohee’s lips follows the trail of sweetness he left earlier with the candy, taking his time to suck and lap over Shotaro’s warm skin till there are no remains of the candy residue on him. While Sohee is at it, he leaves a plethora of hickeys onto Shotaro’s skin, making up for the marks that faded after the night of Eunseok and Sohee confessing their profound love to Shotaro.
“Funny, now the candy tastes better.” Sohee is at the end of his sweet destination, giving one last bite at the center on Shotaro’s neck, soothing it with a kiss at the tip of the oldest Adam's apple. Shotaro lets out a soft, breathy moan in response. He feels his skin is damp with Sohee’s saliva, heat running up Shotaro’s face at their close proximity again.
“You said it was bad earlier.” Shotaro stutters, brain too hazy to form words. Another cheeky giggle is heard from the other male again.
"Maybe because it was on you. You made it taste better, Taro hyung. ” Soft breaths graze across Shotaro heart-shaped tiers, the quiet purr of Sohee’s voice while saying that, as if there are people in the room and Sohee did not want anyone to hear it. A secret for them two.
Shotaro is so caught up with the hotness of the scene played earlier until he did not realize the youngest’s bare ass is grinding against his very hard, leaky length in present time. A loud cry of pleasure ruptures from Shotaro, biting his lower tier to stop the embarrassment he would display if he does not stop himself from drowning into the abyss of pleasure.
“You sound so pretty when you moan, don’t hide it from me.” Sohee swipes his thumb on Shotaro’s lower tier, pulling them away from the gnawing in between his teeth. The pleasure has gotten into Sohee too, Shotaro hears the little squeaks of whimpers in between each sentence whenever the youngest speaks.
Sohee’s body breaches forward, to allow his hand to lace with Shotaro’s, and giving it a gentle squeeze. His other free hand reaches to the side, taking the bottle of half-used lube of their share.
“I will prepare myself, so you can sit back and relax.” Shotaro moans quietly at the information, imagining the lewd imagery of Sohee fingering himself open later right in front of him. Shotaro also wishes that he could prepare Sohee, but he is too fucked in the head. Shotaro is too limped physically to do anything, adding on that he is restrained and obviously cannot move however he pleases.
“I don't want my hyung to do all the work. Gonna please you, make you feel so good. Taro hyung deserves the best.” Sohee whispers against Shotaro’s lips, now leaning back while letting go of Shotaro’s hands. The younger then squeezes a generous amount of lube into his hand, coating his fingers before he directs it to the back. Shotaro knows when Sohee’s slender fingers are already inside of him, as the younger male’s eyes flutter shut and moans out Shotaro’s name in ecstasy.
Shotaro aches, hands tugging at the ribbon. It physically hurts him that he can only lay back and watch Sohee fingers himself. Shotaro aches to touch him, to feel Sohee’s hot skin burning through his palms, to roam his hands along Sohee’s leaned figure, to hear Sohee’s wispy whines when Shotaro teases his chest, flicking his thumbs against Sohee’s buds.
“Hyung. Fuck, Taro hyung. ” Sohee moans needily, eyes peer open to look back at Shotaro. His eyes are clouded with so much bliss, as Shotaro catches a glimpse at Sohee’s arm moving in quicker speed, opening himself up for the older’s cock. Sohee’s own cock is rutting lightly against Shotaro’s abdomen, pre-cum sleaking in between the ridges of his abs. It looks so red, Shotaro has to use all strengths to not yank the ribbon away and stroke Sohee till he reaches his high.
“Need you, need your fingers in me. I love it so much, hyung. I wish it was you doing this instead of mine. Bet you’ll feel so full.” Sohee speaks desperately, irregular breathing escapes from the confinement of his lungs. Shotaro could come immediately, the vulgarity of Sohee’s words sends him to the edge. This feels like Sohee is putting up a show for him, to tease Shotaro till he cannot take it anymore, to break Shotaro. And it is working well. Shotaro is running on thin ice.
“You know what I’m thinking right now hyung?” Sohee spurts out in the middle of his own doings. Shotaro’s eyebrows raise up in suspicion, a hum in question following after. This follows with a soft chuckle from Sohee.
“I couldn’t help but to think of how hot you looked when you were mad with Eunseok and I before we confessed to you. Can’t resist myself, thought of you fucking your anger in me, using me however you pleased.” Sohee lets out a raspy laugh, eyes closing again and he throws his head to the back. Shotaro knows again, Sohee hits his sweet spot.
“Fuck, Sohee. You can’t say that.” Shotaro cusses out, eyes rolling to the back. His cock twitches at every dirty word Sohee says. While Eunseok and Sohee are busy discovering Shotaro’s likes, Shotaro is also doing the same thing towards them. As of today, he finds out that Sohee gets turned on with the sight of him getting angry. Shotaro does not know whether to think of it as a blessing or a curse, but he finds it hot.
Shotaro also quickly finds how the two of his boyfriends are into dirty talking. While Shotaro is the inexperienced one, only hearing so much from the porn videos he saved in his private twitter account, hearing directly into his ears feels so different. Shotaro’s stomach coils, skin shivering in pleasure while Sohee speaks. Sohee’s sweet airy voice speaking such obscenity only adds fuel to the fire of the starting obsession to having lots of nasty sex.
With a loud squelch, Sohee pulls out his fingers, chest heaving up and down to catch his breath. The utopic expression Sohee has, Shotaro could stare at it all the time. Sohee’s face is flushed, sweaty forehead allowing his soft strands to stick on him, Shotaro could tell he was getting close to release. But knowing in Sohee fashion, Sohee only wants to come with his ‘hyung’s cock’ in him.
“Sohee please.” Shotaro whines out hoarsely, wiggling under the restraints as his eyes do the pleading. Sohee in response, just hums, eyes crinkling at the sides while his lips churn up into a wide grin. He then leans back closer to Shotaro, eyes meeting.
“Please what, hyung?” Sohee has a tint of tease swirling along his voice. Sohee is enjoying this, his ass back to pressing against Shotaro’s hardness while waiting for Shotaro’s answer. The younger’s hand reaches to the back and starts stroking Shotaro cock’s wet, coating the remnants of the lube used to finger himself and the older’s leaking precum.
Shotaro agape, a broken moan sobs out from his throat. Sohee does not stop, stroking him in preparation before he aligns himself on Shotaro. Words could not spill out from the older male’s swollen mouth, mind experiencing a block as his tip is warm from Sohee’s heat.
“Hyung, please what? Answer me.” Sohee asks again, this time firmer as his hand cups Shotaro’s cheek, forcing eye contact. Shotaro moans again. Sohee dominating the scene is an out of mind experience, it feels surreal. Sohee might be cute, but Shotaro reminds himself to not be fooled by this side of him.
“Sohee.” Shotaro cries, using the remaining strength to try and buck his hips up. “Sohee, let me fuck you please. Need to be inside you now.” Shotaro finally says, not perceiving the fact that tears are pooling at the corner of his eyes. Sohee coos as a result, lips now pressing against Shotaro’s eyelids, showering soft praises to the older.
“Fuck, you’re good hyung. So perfect for me.” Sohee compliments, slowly moving his hips down, letting his heat take Shotaro’s length section by section. Shotaro cries louder now, the inviting warmth he feels around his length blows his mind.
Once Sohee is fully seated, they both moan in unison, and Sohee reaches up to untie Shotaro’s wrists to free him. Shotaro sighs in relief, hands squeezing itself to allow blood flow to stream through due to the inhibition of the silk ribbon. Hands are now shameless, Shotaro is touching Sohee everywhere. He misses feeling Sohee, it feels like hours he has not laid a finger onto his sweet, perfect Sohee. Mostly satisfactory of all, he misses hearing Sohee whimper at the slightest touch Shotaro gives, it drives him insane at the power he has.
That whole duration of time, Sohee rides him, lifting his hips up and slamming it back down. Their hands slowly lace together, holding onto each other for dear life. Sohee did not hold himself back with showering more praises to Shotaro, his cute, whiny moans are audible. Lips red, bitten too many times from how Sohee tries to hold himself back, he soon gives up once his sweet spot is found.
“Fuck hyung. Your cock feels so good inside me, stretching me so well.” Sohee whines, as he fucks himself deep and hard for Shotaro to hit his sweet spot over and over. Sohee’s cheeks are painted with the prettiest hues of reds, his thighs trembling as time goes by. Shotaro has to resist his hips from bucking up, letting Sohee do the work. But there is an urge deep inside him, wanting Sohee to break apart because and so he does. Hips thrusting up, Sohee lets out a scream, chanting Shotaro’s name like a prayer, needing him to build his release.
“Fuck, there hyung. Yes yes—” Sohee whispers, lips parted into an ‘o’, more filthy sounds coming out from there uncontrollably. The scene right in front of Shotaro feels pornographic, like Sohee is a porn star, riling him up effectively.
“Always wanted hyung to fuck into me, been thinking about it while I finger myself while you’re away. But I bet you can’t do it. Too tired and weak aren’t you?” Sohee teases, sounding more like a mock towards Shotaro. Talking to him as if he is a virgin when he is clearly not, it makes Shotaro feel like one all over again and somehow , Shotaro does not feel disrespected. He is surpassingly aroused. Shotaro is in denial, he cannot believe that he might be into degradation.
“But it’s okay, I’ll do the work this time. Next time, Eunseok hyung could teach you how to fuck me. He fucked you so well didn’t he? I can see it, you looked so pretty getting fucked duiring our first night. You could learn a thing or two from him.” And Shotaro is powerless from there. His hips stops bucking, and Shotaro could feel his cock shamefully twitching so much inside of Sohee. As a result, strings of uncontrollable giggles set out from Sohee. The younger one is having too much fun teasing Shotaro.
“Oh Taro hyung, gone weak over me talking down at you? Can’t fuck me anymore?” Sohee catches onto Shotaro’s newfound likes, so he proceeds to degrade the other more. Shotaro whines weakly, and Sohee giggles again. “It’s fine hyung. I’ll do the work, relax for me yeah?” Sohee reassures, pressing a quick peck over Shotaro’s lips.
Something snaps in Sohee, to pin Shotaro’s hips down firmly and leans backwards. Letting go of his hands from the older’s grip to rest behind his thighs, Sohee starts moving erratically. Sohee moves fast, fucking himself so hard on Shotaro over and over. Sohee’s hips gyrate, rolling it down so the tip punctures inside of Sohee more prominently.
As a result of the constant frictionless movements between Sohee’s walls and his cock, Shotaro is a writhing mess. Hands gripping behind his pillow, his lips could not stop releasing the unspeakable, dirty words spilling out over and over.
“Hyung, fuck— Hyung.” Sohee cries, bouncing uncontrollably as he looks into Shotaro. Shotaro could sense Sohee is near.
“Wanna come hyung, let me come please. ” Sohee’s entrance starts to tighten around Shotaro, and Shotaro groans at the sudden pressure. Shotaro then sits up, wanting to be close to his Sohee, arms wrap around his petite waist. With the soft pleads of the younger, Shotaro could not bear to say no. What Sohee wants, he gets it.
Shotaro leans for a kiss, tongue immediately invading Sohee’s cavern, moans muffled into their mouths. Sohee’s hand slides down to stroke himself while he fucks himself into Shotaro. Shotaro senses, and slaps Sohee’s hand away and intertwines them again, brows furrowing.
“No, Sohee.” Shotaro mumbles against his lips, Sohee whines at that, looking all confused.
“Want you to come from my cock, do that for hyung. Please?” Shotaro has the sudden boost of confidence to finally say something dirty, while his eyes water with enjoin. Sohee moans again, eyes lighten with something Shotaro cannot interpret. He assumes that it ignites something in Sohee.
Sohee’s dominance suddenly shifts away, and now he feels small. Small enough for Shotaro to push him against the mattress, letting Sohee lay flat this time. Pulling out slowly, Shotaro’s hips slam back, causing Sohee to scream out so loud. Shotaro fears his neighbors are going to kill them for their obscene actions, but he could not care less. Not when a Lee Sohee is falling apart under him and it is his cause of doing.
Shotaro plunges, in and out, chasing for Sohee and his own high. Changing the speed every once in awhile to get his vengeance, for how much restless teasing Sohee gives earlier on. The confidence Sohee presents is long gone, only falling into the submission of Shotaro.
“Come for me then, Sohee. Come for me.” Shotaro softly encourages, chasing for Sohee’s lips into a soft kiss, now this time focusing on feeling each other’s tiers without any sense of greed filling the air before they pull away. Shotaro’s arms cradle lovingly around Sohee’s head, rutting further for his release. This time, the older gives flattering remarks to the younger, hoping it will heighten his orgasm.
And that works like a charm.
It does not take a few more times for Sohee to reach his climax, the wave of his orgasm washes him over as he moans loudly, calling Shotaro. Spurts of Sohee’s cum mess over their stomach, staining them in ropes of white. Shotaro comes seconds after, filling Sohee up and the younger could only sigh in satisfaction of being filled to the brim.
Their movements slowly come to a halt, heavy breaths mix into the air as Shotaro plops right on top of Sohee not minding the mess in between. Minutes go by, they breathe in calm unison. Sohee and Shotaro are silent still, but soon laugh upon meeting eye level. Sohee takes initiative, and presses his lips on Shotaro feverishly. Soft, light pecks are shared across each other, pulling away to laugh again.
Shotaro is obviously spent, lips bruised, neck full of Sohee’s marks, body completely weak. But not as spent as Sohee. Sohee’s eyes still have the post-sex thrill, remains of orgasm still inside of him. Shotaro then pulls away, wanting to stand up so he could run a bath to take care of Sohee.
“Come on, I’ll make a bath for us. I’ll wash you up.” Shotaro offers, reaching up to comb the soft strands away from Sohee’s sticky forehead.
Somehow, Sohee does not budge. He proceeds to lay there, Shotaro’s softening cock still remains in him as he pulls the older back into his arms, snuggling him further.
The sides of Sohee’s lips curl up into a smirk, eyes hinting with some sort of remaining lust. Shotaro gulps at the sight.
“Hyung, you forgot that we need to practice. We’re going to build up your stamina, remember?”
Practice. Shotaro remembers the words from Eunseok days before. Practice.
Sohee then pushes Shotaro down back to lay on his bed, earning a gasp from the older. Shotaro’s orbs widen in shock. Finding Sohee having the same old gleam he had in the beginning of their sex escapade, Shotaro knows this is not the end for the day.
Sohee then sits up, Shotaro’s cock pushing back deep inside of the younger as they both moan together at the spark of pleasure running again within themselves. Sohee and Shotaro are still sensitive from their previous orgasms.
“By the end of this, you will be in top shape. I’m going to train you so well, hyung. We will all have sex non-stop in no time.” Sohee states, and Shotaro whines out tiredly, squirming under Sohee.
“God Sohee you—”
“Hyung, I want to try something else too.”
Shotaro let out a soft ‘huh’ in a state of incredulity. He cannot believe the stamina his boyfriend has.
Instead of his wrists, now Shotaro feels his cock is about to snap off.