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Changkyun slipped his black leather jacket over his white t-shirt and gave himself a glance-over in the mirror. Halloween was one of his favourite nights of the year despite never dressing up nor going to parties.
“Changkyun, will you take me now? It’s getting dark,” His younger brother popped in the room wearing a Darth Vader mask and black robe, a faux lightsaber hanging from his belt.
“Yeah, come on, bud.”
Trick-or-treating never lasted long so Changkyun didn’t complain, he’d have the rest of the night to spend getting high with his friends and acting like idiots. He trailed behind, but kept an eye on his brother. The kids were creative this year, he had only seen about twenty other kids wearing a Darth Vader costume, ten dressed as Ghostface, and almost a hundred in some sort of superhero costume. A little girl rushed past, squealing in fear as she was chased by a young boy dressed as Pennywise from It. Changkyun chuckled at the sight.
“Changkyun! Hey!” His friend Minhyuk ran up to him, their other friend Hyungwon silently following behind. “You still gonna meet up with us tonight?”
“Yeah, I gotta drop my brother back off at the house first, but I’ll see you two at the same alleyway as usual,” Changkyun responded, getting distracted by someone he glanced at over Minhyuk’s shoulder.
“See you then!” Minhyuk shouted, Hyungwon simply waving bye.
Changkyun waved and turned his attention back to the person. He stood leaned against a tree with his head thrown back resting against it. He was dressed in all black, but had bleach-blonde hair. Changkyun watched him sit up as a young boy approached him and then walk him to the next house.
“Hey,” Changkyun got his brother’s attention, “Let’s go over here.”
His brother shrugged and thankfully complied. Changkyun tried to casually stand next to the stranger. Glancing over nervously, he tried to make conversation.
“You on babysitting duty tonight as well?” Changkyun winced at himself.
“I guess, you could call it that,” The stranger responded.
“I’m Changkyun,” He introduced.
The man turned to face him and Changkyun’s breath got caught in his throat.
“Jooheon.”
“Is that your costume or do you keep it that way year-round?” Changkyun motioned towards the man’s hair.
Jooheon smirked, dimples revealing themselves, “It’s what I’m keeping for now.”
Changkyun hummed and nodded. The pair walked together as both their brother’s moved from one house to another.
“Do you have any plans for after this or?” Changkyun asked.
“Why? You about to give an invitation?”
“Ah,” Changkyun blushed as Jooheon called him out, “Was it obvious?”
“Maybe just to some,” Jooheon flicked at the safety pin pierced through Changkyun’s right ear.
“My friends and I are meeting up after this, if you wanna tag along,” Changkyun’s sure his whole face was red.
“Sure,” Jooheon agreed.
Soon the two younger boys had visited every house on the street and had ventured back to their older brothers with exhausted smiles. They dropped off Jooheon’s brother first, then Changkyun’s. Once it was just the two of them again, Changkyun suddenly became nervous.
“We usually meet up at the alleyway behind the gas station.”
“That doesn’t seem like I’m gonna get murdered at all.”
“I won’t murder you, can’t say the same for the other boys.”
When they turned into the alley there were collective shouts of excitement.
“Changkyun, finally!” Kihyun groaned, a joint propped between his fingers, “We were waiting on you to light this.”
“I’m here, I’m here,” He dodged a shove from Shownu.
“Who’s this?” The tallest motioned toward Jooheon.
“Jooheon,” Changkyun answered, taking the joint that was being handed to him, “Don’t even fucking look at him.”
“Oh,” Shownu raised an eyebrow, catching on, “Hard not to, but okay.”
Jooheon watched the scene unfold in amusement. The group dynamic was interesting. Changkyun and Shownu continued to toss glares between one another.
“Can we at least introduce ourselves?” Minhyuk asked, the man hugging onto him from behind humming in agreement and pressing a loving kiss to his neck.
“Whatever," Changkyun shrugged.
“I’m Minhyuk,” The excited boy started off.
“Wonho,” The man who was clung to Minhyuk pipped up.
“Kihyun,” A shorter brown-haired man spoke up.
“Hyungwon,” A man with long, shaggy black hair answered, not even looking up from the joint that had been passed to him.
“And I’m Shownu,” Shownu introduced, smirking at the way Jooheon gave him an obvious glance-over.
“What’d I say?” Changkyun glared at the older.
“Stop being a bitch,” Hyungwon spoke monotonously, “I’m not dealing with this petty battle between you two anymore. Just because you met him first doesn’t mean he belongs to you.”
Shownu smiled innocently at Changkyun who poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue.
“You’re right.”
“Yeah, he is,” Jooheon spoke up, “I just got here and I don’t know what’s going on with you two, but I’d rather not be in the middle of it, thanks.”
Both of the men nodded in embarrassment.
The group joked about while passing the joint around, skipping over Jooheon who denied each time.
“We’re gonna go get snacks, we’re hungry,” Wonho spoke for him and Minhyuk.
“I’m coming, I’m starving,” Kihyun followed behind.
“Me too,” Shownu added.
“I just gotta piss,” Hyungwon groaned, “Y’all coming.”
Changkyun and Jooheon shook their heads.
“Here, you can finish this off then.”
Changkyun happily took the joint. He went to stand in front of Jooheon after the others had walked away.
“It’s just us now, sure you don’t want a hit?” Changkyun offered.
“I don’t smoke.”
Changkyun hummed, “Does it count if I’m blowing it into your mouth?”
Jooheon grinned, “Guess not.”
Changkyun placed the joint between his lips and took a deep inhale. He held Jooheon’s jaw as he exhaled, the other sucking in with half-lidded eyes. He held Changkyun’s hips, slowly pulling him closer. He quickly exhaled the smoke back into Changkyun’s face to press their lips together. Changkyun pressed him against the wall, now gripping onto his jaw. Since he had laid eyes on Jooheon a few hours ago this is all that he had been able to think about. Oh what he’d give to have the other shoving him onto his knees and using his hair to yank him around as he abused his throat. Pulling back, they breathed heavily.
Changkyun gulped, “I want your dick in my mouth.”
Jooheon groaned at the younger’s words, gripping onto his sides hard enough to leave bruises. Changkyun whined at the action, nuzzling against his neck.
“You sure?” Jooheon asked, “You’re high right now, I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
Changkyun shook his head, “No, no, trust me, I’ve been wanting this way before I was high.”
“Fuck, then yes, yes, please.”
Jooheon practically shoved Changkyun to the ground, the younger’s body tingling with excitement. He could already feel his knees starting to bruise. He wasted no time in undoing Jooheon’s jeans, pulling them to his knees. He nuzzled at the older’s cock through the fabric of his underwear. Jooheon gripped onto his hair and grit his teeth.
“Don’t fucking tease.”
Changkyun took the warning lightly, licking the fabric. Jooheon let him play around until he got sick of it and yanked his head back to make eye contact. Changkyun whimpered, loving the way the older got riled up so easily.
“You must have nothing in that pretty head of yours,” Jooheon taunted, leaning down, “Or did you just not hear me? Hurry up or I’ll put it in for you.”
Changkyun quickly nodded in understanding so that Jooheon would loosen his grip. His head was fuzzy and while he wasn’t completely objected to the idea of letting Jooheon use his mouth as he pleased while he kneeled there limply, a part of him wanted to put in the work for the older.
He didn’t mess around this time, pulling Jooheon’s underwear low enough for him to go down and take him all at once. His eyes watered as Jooheon’s tip hit the back of his throat. Jooheon gasped loudly, not expecting Changkyun’s eagerness.
“Fuck,” He groaned, “There you go.”
Changkyun tried his hardest to keep his focus despite his body wanting to let loose and let the other takeover and the light scratching of Jooheon’s fingernails against his scalp wasn’t helping any.
“Holy fuck!” Minhyuk’s voice rang out, “You really wanted to show Shownu that you won this time.”
Changkyun lazily flipped the group off, readjusting himself so that none of them could see Jooheon’s cock.
“Don’t be selfish,” Shownu snickered.
Changkyun was thriving off both the attention from his friend group and the way Jooheon didn’t seem to want to stop despite the group shouting at them.
“Woo! That’s my boy,” Minhyuk cheered.
“This is actually kinda hot,” Hyungwon mumbled from where he sat rolling a blunt.
Changkyun's jaw went slack as Jooheon got more aggressive, thrusting lightly to meet Changkyun’s bobbing.
“It’s okay, babe,” Jooheon soothed, sensing Changkyun slowly losing himself. “You’ve done so amazing, you can let go now. I’ll take over.”
Maybe Changkyun’s sense of romance is twisted, because the moment he let his jaw go slack and Jooheon used his hair to hold his head in place while he fucked the younger’s mouth, was the moment he swore he fell in love.
Jooheon was now obsessed with Changkyun’s long, silky hair that he could easily tangle his fingers in and yank the younger about as he pleased. It worried him a bit that the younger let his guard down so quickly and let Jooheon completely take over, but the boy would make sure that he’d be the only one that gets to do this from now on.
Jooheon came without warning, Changkyun pulling back and coughing at the sudden liquid shooting down his throat. Soon enough though, Changkyun was back, licking the remaining cum off his dick. Jooheon stroked his cheek adoringly, hissing once it became too much. When the younger sat back, Jooheon swiftly pulled his own clothes back up and helped the younger stand. Changkyun stumbled into him, his legs bruised and sore. Jooheon held him by his waist, pressing a kiss to his cheek and leaning in to whisper in his ear.
“How long do you think you’ll last?”
“Not,” Changkyun mumbled honestly.
Jooheon unzipped his tight blue jeans and shoved his hand inside. Two pumps and Changkyun's knees gave in as he let out pathetic whimpers.
“You were right,” Jooheon grinned, supporting Changkyun with one arm while wiping the other hand off on his own jeans.
Changkyun clung to the other, burying his face into the crook of his neck, “Can you walk me home?”
“Of course, babe.”
The more immature members of his group cheered as they walked past. Hyungwon still sat on the ground with his back pressed against the stone wall, his now-rolled and lit blunt sitting between his lips. He openly adjusted his hard-on while making eye contact with the youngest, fully looking him up and down before giving him a small smirk. Changkyun's already sore throat went dry. He looked away from the older, hoping none of their friends saw the interaction.
“See you tomorrow,” Shownu waved, “And maybe you too, Jooheon?”
Jooheon simply shrugged, grinning at the exhausted boy beside him. This was definitely going down as one of the best Halloween’s in both of their books.