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Donghyuck had a premonition, but he couldn’t quite put his hand on what it was. Yet, he knew it would have something to do with Na Jaemin. Despite knowing the guy since the wee time of their childhood, his gut instinct told him to not trust his friend with anything, but Jaemin has a way with his words and they always sound awfully convincing. He should have known he was walking into a trap when he asked his best friend what was in his newly-acquired package that the postman had just handed over.
“It’s a double-ended dildo,” Jaemin said at the time with a neutral face, “wanna see it?”
Donghyuck should have laughed and said no, but curiosity got the best of him. Instead, he allowed Jaemin to unwrap the package – layer by layer – and presented him with a flaccid yet long transparent purple dildo. He eyed it in awe and Jaemin knew he got Donghyuck right where he wanted.
“Wanna try it with me?” Jaemin wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Donghyuck scurried back in disgust, “ Ew . I have a boyfriend and you have your own. Stay in your lane.”
“Your loss.”
Jaemin shrugged and the entire proposition was dropped unceremoniously right there in their living room. Like a good roommate, Jaemin packed up his message and disappeared into his room along with his double-ended purple dildo and that was that.
Except…
Donghyuck was wrong. The proposition didn’t dissipate like he had thought it would. Like a vengeful ghost, it lingered on his mind for the entire week and Donghyuck cursed himself for being too curious. Yet, he couldn’t bring it up with Mark; therefore, he allowed it to insidiously marinate and hoped the entire thing would naturally disappear.
However, the strangest thing happened.
Mark brought it up voluntarily over lunch one day. It was unusual and very out of character for his boyfriend to suggest such things. It was entertaining to witness Mark’s attempt to make the whole conversation as casual as possible before abandoning the whole act altogether. He knew his boyfriend isn’t an explorer by nature; therefore, listening to Mark suggesting that they should join Jaemin and his boyfriend in the bedroom made Donghyuck realise that his other half was also just as curious as he was – maybe not about a purple double-ended dildo, but Mark was utterly curious.
“Relax,” Jaemin chuckles.
Donghyuck hisses back menacingly, “What do you think I’ve been doing the entire time?”
Dollops of lube are liberally slathered across Donghyuck’s bare entrance. His clit jolts at the first touch of the cold wetness. Jaemin hovers right over him with fingers languidly stroking his folds. Donghyuck gasps when he feels a slight pinch on his clitoris and his head tips back automatically in response to the sensation. A finger probes his entrance and Donghyuck opens his leg to give Jaemin the right amount of access he needs.
One finger. Two fingers. Three fingers.
Donghyuck’s cunt accepts them readily. This isn’t new to him; this is nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, there is something about how Jaemin fingers him that is different from how Mark does it. His boyfriend takes a bit more care with massaging his inside, but Jaemin does it with less finesse. He has a mission and pleasure is just a bonus.
“Fuck!” Donghyuck curses. The zapping sparks of stimulation weakened his joints and his elbows gave out.
“Is he always this responsive?” he heard Jeno ask.
Mark answers breathlessly, “Yeah. Hard to please, but sensitive when you push the right button.”
“Guess I found the button after all.” Jaemin winks before curling his fingers up and chuckles along to Donghyuck’s cries.
He feels the pressure on his inner sensitive spot. A climax is brewing somewhere in the pit of Donghyuck’s stomach. He must have been an open book for everyone to read because Jaemin reactively pumps his fingers faster. Just before he can reach the pinnacle of pleasure, Donghyuck feels the lube that has been residing inside him sloshing out with the withdrawal of Jaemin’s fingers. Suddenly, he is left with nothing but emptiness – physically and figuratively.
Jaemin is pure evil for doing this. He stares at Donghyuck, who is visibly pleading without uttering a word. It’s a performance they’re putting on for Mark and Jeno to see, and it would be a shame if Donghyuck came before they could get to the best part of the show.
“Sorry, pup,” Jaemin sniggers despicably, “as adorably as you are when you’re sensitive, I have a lot more to show our boyfriends.”
Donghyuck then remembers that their boyfriends are still in the room. He turns his head to the side to witness the view before him. Mark and Jeno are sitting side by side; boxers and pants bunching at their ankles. Their cocks are stiff and red from the sex show Jaemin is presenting. He feels exposed, but at the same time, he adores the way Mark is focusing on him only while unconsciously getting off on the idea of seeing his body submerged in pleasure.
Jaemin doesn’t seem to appreciate Donghyuck’s wandering eyes. Dainty fingers carefully and assertively revert Donghyuck to pay attention to him. He could feel the confidence radiating through Jaemin’s eyes. It shines brilliantly under the dim lighting of the room and Donghyuck is admittedly entranced.
Somewhere in between his lost thoughts, Donghyuck realises Jaemin’s lips are on his. The kiss feels more mundane and nostalgic than odd and foreign. They kissed before Mark and Jeno came into their lives – under the pretence of sexual curiosity and exploration of the uncharted territory of growing up. Kissing Jaemin is different from kissing Mark. With Mark, Donghyuck feels loved and worshipped; with Jaemin, he feels like he feels raw and open in the sense that Jaemin understands him better than anyone.
“Don’t worry, boys,” Jaemin announces, “no one is cheating on anyone. I’m just showing my best friend some love here. Now, let’s get on to the next segment of fun, shall we?”
That is a very Jaemin-like thing to say.
Donghyuck knows his friend is meticulous with his plan. However, Jaemin has this belief that if he shares the complete details of his plan with anyone, something will go wrong; thus, no one – not even Jeno – knows what will exactly happen next.
He yelps in shock when his knees are bent back into his chest. A soft hum of satisfaction is emitted from Jaemin before he turns to Mark to make sure the older is still paying attention to them. Donghyuck thinks he has a vague idea of what is about to happen.
“Hyuck, have Mark hyung ever eaten your pussy out before?” It's Jeno who is speaking up. His voice is tinged with amusement.
“Yes.” Plenty of times actually.
It’s Jaemin’s turn to ask the question this time. “Has he ever rimmed you before?”
Donghyuck turns to look at his boyfriend. Mark is looking back at him with wide eyes like he was caught doing something illegal. It’s a straightforward question yet neither of them could cough up the courage to answer it.
So, Jeno answers it for them. “Looks like that’s a no.”
Something is circling Donghyuck’s anal entrance. It shouldn’t be a surprise, but he jolts back in shock when Jaemin unexpectedly breaches his hole with his wet tongue. He feels it – his pussy gushing with juice at the first contact of his other hole. Donghyuck immediately lets out a mewl before supporting his parted legs to give Jaemin more room to delve into.
“Don’t worry. Nana will take good care of him.” Donghyuck heard Jeno reassure Mark. Jeno sounds easy – far too easy for a man who is watching his boyfriend having fun with another man.
Jaemin isn’t gentle with his movements like Mark. He doesn’t coax the tense muscle. Donghyuck feels his rim behind licked and stroked before the tongue forces its way into him. His hole sizes and encircles Jaemin’s tongue. Saliva and lube mix and smear themselves against his damp skin. With the tip entering easily, Jaemin coerces his friend's inside to accept more of his tongue. Donghyuck’s entrance has no choice but to give in. It opens up nicely and the slapping of Jaemin’s wet tongue can be heard from across the room.
Donghyuck gasps and cries aloud when a wandering hand finds its way to his clit. Jaemin pinches the pearl between his thumb and forefinger. The stimulation becomes too much and it leaves Donghyuck speechless because the sensation is new to his body, and his only response is to lay there and take it.
“Baby,” Mark croaks from the side, “are you feeling good?”
“So-so- ah –” Donghyuck’s thighs quiver against Jaemin’s flushed cheeks as he feels sharp teeth grazing his tender skin and his clitoris is zinging with electrifying pleasure. “ Fuck! Feel so g-good, hyung .”
“You like getting your ass fucked by Nana’s tongue?”
Instead of responding with proper words, Donghyuck sobs and thrashes against Jaemin’s mouth. He doesn’t think it’s possible to have his prostate stimulated with just a mere tongue, but he’s growing more sensitive to every touch of Jaemin’s tongue. His thighs are shaking as he feels the other boy pushing them further back into his torso.
Donghyuck shrieks fervently, “J-Jaem–”
He feels light-headed and dizzy with pleasure when two fingers dive into the depth of his pussy. More juice gushes out like a fountain, but Jaemin isn’t stopping. In fact, Jaemin speeds up and works diligently into both of Donghyuck’s holes. His tongue is busy swirling against the wall of Donghyuck’s ass, while his fingers curling deliciously inside the other’s pussy. The stimulation leaves Donghyuck numb as his eyes roll back into his skull and his hands weakly carding through Jaemin’s messy lock.
“Jaemin– ngh –no–I’m going to– fuck ,” Donghyuck babbles unintelligently, “N—more. Please– ah –fuck. I’m going to–going to– shit –cum.”
The ring finger carefully penetrates Donghyuck’s cunt and Jaemin deviously circles his forgotten clit with his thumb. Suddenly, he feels full to the brim with nothing but pleasure. Everything is too much and not enough all at once. Both of his holes are occupied, but Donghyuck is greedy and wants more than what is given to him. His hands loosen their grip on the mess sheet below him. They begin to trail up to his chest and the fingertips come in contact with his erecting nipples. Donghyuck began to tease his nub and caused his body to tremble with heightened delight.
“That’s hot,” Jeno gasps at the sight.
Mark is too taken in by the sigh of his boyfriend to give a proper reply. Instead, he blankly mutters, “Fuck, yeah.”
Right on cue, Donghyuck’s back levitates off the mattress as he is sent into a frenzy. He lets out a short cry when Jaemin finally let go of his rim and fingers drill right into his pussy. As his shiny lips trap between his teeth, Jaemin fingers his friend with pure determination. Donghyuck flails helplessly in his hold when he feels the fingers nailing his sensitive spot and caressing his inner wall without leaving him any room to breathe. The orgasm arrives like a tsunami crashing on the shore mercilessly. Cold sweat rolls down Donghyuck’s temples when he feels Jaemin pulling out his fingers and observes the syrupy release clinging to the crevices of those fingers. A glint of mischief and lust is visible in Jaemin’s eyes as he holds up his sticky digits like a proud achievement for all to see. Like the showman that he is, Na Jaemin wraps his plump lips around them and tongue twirling hypnotically down the length as he enjoys the heavenly tastes of Donghyuck’s cum.
“Gross.” Donghyuck grimaces.
Jaemin shrugs and laughs, “It’s an acquired taste."
Chest heaving and body dampened with perspiration, Donghyuck rolls onto his side to take a glimpse of his boyfriend. The effect is apparent on Mark’s naked body. His erection is tightly trapped in his fist and his eyes are darkened by the sight of Donghyuck in his post-orgasm glow. If Jeno and Jaemin weren’t in the room with them, he would surely pounce on Donghyuck and take him right there.
“Now, for the main part of the show,” Jaemin declares.
In his hand is the much-anticipated toy that started this cursed arrangement. It’s long, purple and intimidating and appears to be hefty in Jaemin’s hands. Under the low light of the room that is crushed by the palpable vulgarity, Donghyuck sees the shiny particles of shimmer reflecting around the room. Unlike a normal dildo where one end is shaped into a blunt mushroom head with bulging veins to anatomically mimic its real-life counterpart and the other when tapers off into a suction cup, this dildo lacks the suction cup but is replaced by an identical cockhead. Its length is greater than any dildo Donghyuck has ever seen, and admittedly, he has seen quite a few in his lifetime.
Jaemin lowers the boxer briefs that are hanging around his waist. His pussy is shiny with the same slick and the floral smell pervades pungently through the room. A part of Donghyuck wants to grab his friend by the waist and taste it, but Jaemin seems to have another plan.
Donghyuck’s back is flatly laid on the mattress again. His once-empty pussy is being stretched by the slicked head of the toy. Still sensitive from his orgasm, Donghyuck feels his opening welcomes the dildo. The slide feels far more gentle than Jaemin’s fingers. His breath grows laborious as Jaemin feeds more of the length into his pussy. It feels endless and Donghyuck finds himself gripping the sheet again with his head throwing back in pleasure.
And then, Jaemin stops. It feels as if he has bottomed out, but when Donghyuck opens his eyes, he sees there is a decent amount left in his friend’s hand. Jaemin smirks before driving the dildo into Donghyuck’s inside lazily. God , it feels better than those fingers. Donghyuck’s thighs shake intuitively when the head of the toy grates his wall and jabs a particular spot that elicits a moan from his lips. Not only does Jaemin's thrusting pick up speed but he also twists his wrist to grind on Donghyuck’s inner hypersensitive site.
Eventually, the torture ceases. Donghyuck finally catches his breath. Sweat is pouring down his back and glues his body to the sheet as he twists to look at his boyfriend. Mark is still watching him with the same dark intensity in his eyes. Surprisingly, neither he nor Jeno has tried to interrupt his session with Jaemin. They’ve been observing obediently and have done nothing further than stroking their cocks just enough to keep themselves right at the edge of pleasure. He wonders what Jaemin had promised those boys for them to edge themselves so willingly.
“Don’t worry, they will join as soon,” Jaemin chuckles, “I’m not that cruel to leave them edged for that long.”
It’s easy to tell Jaemin has been to the gym lately (probably because of Jeno's effect), but it becomes more apparent when the boy hovers over Donghyuck. His entire body cloaks Donghyuck’s, and Donghyuck is by no means petite and dainty, but Jaemin feels commanding and authoritative when he’s standing above Donghyuck.
“Ready?” Jaemin asks and he leisurely rubs his own clit and aligns the toy right below his waiting hole.
“You’re not going to prepare yourself?” Donghyuck ponders.
Jaemin’s melodious laugh bounces off the wall. He coos in a sugary sweet tone, “Hyuckie, I’m no amateur. I came here prepped and ready for the game.”
Without a second word, Jaemin descends onto the other end of the dildo in the graceful manner of a swan. The slide is so expertly done that Donghyuck would have mistaken Jaemin for a pornstar, which wouldn’t be a far fetch or spark any astonishment.
The more Jaemin puts his weight on the dildo the more it presses into Donghyuck’s soft spot. It’s rather difficult to contain the flow of his pussy juice when he has gone through one orgasm and is being overstimulated. Soon, Jaemin’s pussy effectively engulfs the remaining length of the dildo. The pillowy lips of their smooth cunts are grazing each other.
“Fu–fuck,” Jaemin curses into Donghyuck’s ear as he circles his hips sensually at the pleasure. They moan in unison as the toy rubs into the depth of their inside simultaneously. “This is fuckin’ better than I thought.”
It really is and Donghyuck is glad that he accepted the proposal. Never in his life has he been pleasured this way. Being fucked by someone that isn’t Mark and sharing a double-ended dildo with his best friend aren’t something that could be easily done; yet here he is, completely indulging in this lecherous activity while his boyfriend is watching from the sideline.
Amidst the ardent depravity, Jaemin guides his hands to his chest and Donghyuck understands what he wants. He begins to wring and teases his friend’s stiffened nipples. Knowing that Jaemin isn’t shy from the pain, Donghyuck tugs on them until they are tauntingly red and perking from his chest. In return, Jaemin lifts his hips and fucks the dildo right back into Donghyuck’s hole. This mutual act of satisfying each other sends the two boys into a delirious state of eroticism where they forget their boyfriends are still watching them and carry on with their debaucherous hike to the apex of pleasure.
When Donghyuck regains a bit of clarity, something wet and warm is rubbing against his pursed lips. He opens his eyes to see Mark’s leaking cock prying his mouth apart. Like clockwork, Donghyuck receives it. Mark caresses his cheeks while eagerly driving the entire length down his throat. Something is holding his boyfriend back — perhaps it’s the urge to drag this moment out for as long as possible.
“Baby, your mouthpussy takes me so well,” Mark hisses. It doesn’t matter how long they’ve been dating each other, he still could acclimate to Mark’s dirty talk. Donghyuck’s hip bucks helplessly the more Mark praises him. Above him, Jaemin’s hisses and moans are muffled as the other end of the dildo drives its head into his feel-good spot. “Fuck. Hyuckie, you like being plugged with cocks, don’t you? It doesn’t matter if it’s real or fake, you will take anything. Maybe we should get a dick up that ass of yours too. Get all your holes filled and plugged with cocks.”
That’s just the bedroom talk, it should be taken with a grain of salt, but he hears Jaemin immediately moan at those words and Donghyuck knows his friend is excited by his own imagination. It’s a given that Jaemin and Jeno must have tried that before, and Jaemin is definitely into that because his pussy leaks profusely at Mark’s words. Jaemin’s enthusiasm increased tenfold as he put his weight on the toy. It does nothing but send both of them higher up the pyramid of pleasure. By now, Donghyuck is overstimulated as he weakly gargles around his boyfriend’s cock.
He hears the sound of gagging and obnoxious slobbering above him. Donghyuck strains his eyes to take a look at Jaemin and his boyfriend. They appear to be in their own world as Jeno aggressively fucking Jaemin’s throat while his hands hold a firm grip on Jaemin’s tangled hair. They are the complete contrast of what he and Mark are doing. There is nothing gentle and mellow about them, but the trust and love in their eyes are louder than any words.
Ultimately, Jeno has some mercy and frees Jaemin from his own grasp, who pulls off his cock with a torrent of spit painting his chin. Donghyuck assumes they would continue, but instead, Jaemin slumps over his body and his hands completely envelope Donghyuck. Naturally, Mark pulls away and dislodges his cock from his boyfriend’s plush lips.
Jaemin’s panting is warm against his ear as he whispers, “Ready for the final act?”
Before Donghyuck could even ask what it means, he feels the dildo impale further into his pussy and its blunt head nestles torturously into his sensitive spot. Jaemin nimbly pulls his hip away and allows it to crash back into Donghyuck’s pelvis. In a frenzy, He does it with so much ferocity and fervour that Donghyuck struggles to remain stationary. His entire being squirms and his hands are clambering for Jaemin’s shoulders.
“I’m– ah –going to–to– ngh –cum,” Donghyuck bawls feebly under Jaemin. “Is your pussy feeling, Jaemin? My pussy– ngh– shit shit oh my god. I’m so– ah fuck –close.”
“Fuck, Hyuck. Me-me too,” Jaemin sobs along with him.
It becomes too overwhelming for both of them, but neither of them wants to give in. The friction between the toy and his sensitive inside fuels the burning fire that is raging in his lower stomach. Donghyuck feels the tell-tale sign of an impending orgasm. Jaemin must be close too because his thrusting falters and with a final sharp thrust, they are propelled over the edge and vibrate from the orgasm. The two boys cry in tandem as their pussies embrace the toy and their crotches unintentionally abrade each other.
“Fuck,” Jeno hisses. He fumblingly scrambles over to the two fucked-out boys. “Open your mouth.”
With his dick firmly held by his clutch, Jeno impatiently fists his length directly over their faces. Like an understanding boyfriend, Jaemin opens his mouth with anticipation for the reward that he has been waiting for all night. It’s hard for Jeno to resist the sight when his boyfriend is lying over his friend with his lustful eyes and pink tongue sticking out for his cum. Donghyuck gapes his mouth expectantly when Mark, too, saunters over to their waiting mouths with his hand stroking his cock with thirst burning in his eyes. The two cocks eject spurts of cum together at their open mouths. The seeds splatter into an artful mess over their faces and the receivers hum appreciatively at the warm liquid on their faces.
Jaemin scoops the stray droplets of cum and pops them into his mouth like they are the thing he has ever tasted. Donghyuck does not bother with cleaning the mess on his face. Seeing how his friend is still decorated with milky white dots, Jaemin salvages whatever he can with his tongue before feeding them into Donghyuck’s mouth. They share a kiss with their lips sealed tightly without leaving a gap for air to escape. During the kiss, Donghyuck feels something other than Jaemin’s tongue invade his warm oral cavern. A river of something salty and tangy pours onto his tongue and Jaemin dexterously guides it down his throat.
“Swallow it,” Jaemin whispers along with a peck on Donghyuck’s closed lips.
Although disgusted with the exchange, Donghyuck does swallow it all, before pushing Jaemin off him and grumbles, “I hate you.”
Forgetting that they’re still connected by the double-ended dildo in their pussies, the boys groan in unison as the toy digs its way into their tired insides. Gently, Jaemin is hauled off Donghyuck with a bit of help from Jeno and Mark immediately envelopes Donghyuck with his warm embrace the moment he is free from Jaemin. The act of being manhandled by his boyfriend must have triggered something because Jaemin’s eyes glaze over Jeno’s exposed arm and a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips.
“Baby, I’m still sore, but my pussy is ready for a second round with you.” Jaemin winks.
“Please do your gross stuff somewhere else,” Donghyuck protests.
“Don’t chastise us when you and I just shared a dildo.”
“And I regret doing that.”
“Liar!” Jaemin shouts. “You’re a liar that’s why you’re not wearing any pants right now because they’re all on fire.”
“I’m naked because we literally just fuc–”
“Alright, you two. Cut it out,” Mark interrupts them. “I think that’s enough for today.”
“Yeah,” Jeno agrees. “We will go back to our room. You two… hmm … take care. I guess?”
Something in Jeno’s voice tells them that it’s not over for the couple. Like a concert, there is always an encore and it seems like Jaemin couldn’t wait for his afterparty with Jeno to start. Despite leaning completely against his boyfriend’s body for support, Jaemin makes an effort to swivel his body back to look at Donghyuck, who is laying in Mark’s hold with nothing but a layer of cum stains and leftover lube on his body.
“If you ever want to get all your holes filled like Mark hyung said, don’t be shy.” Jaemin suggestively smiles.
And with that, Jeno and Jaemin left the room with the door clicking shut behind them.
Donghyuck had a premonition and he didn’t know what it was. Now, it has finally dawned on him what that premonition was. Jaemin and Jeno gave them – Mark and him – a taste of something inexplicably foreign and exquisite at the same time. Whatever they had was a feeling – an experience – that they are now tempted to have again.
It’s now an acquired taste.