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The lamp is not even flickering once, soft golden glow laminating from it. Continuingly. Junyoung stares without blinking, thousands of thoughts running wild inside his head and his palms are sweaty as fuck.
He gulps.
The staring got interrupted when he heard the door of the bathroom opening, not with much noise but enough to alert his whole body.
Junyoung again for the tenth time of the night bites his lips. They are already swollen, he can't imagine how stingy they would be after Nara finally gets his hands on him.
His eyes that were on the lamp mindlessly, now were stuck on Nara. No matter how many times he looks at his boyfriend's body, it will always numb his feet and leave him breathless.
God.
He has a physique of a heavenly man. Fucking perfection from all sides. Junyoung again fell silent, not daring to take his eyes off Nara's naked body. The towel on his lower area was dangerously slippery. Just one jerky movement and it will slide off.
Fucking hell.
“H-hyung–” he calls out, Nara stands right in front of him. Junyoung's face is so close to the bulge peeking out of the white cotton wrapped around his hyung's hips.
He isn't even hard yet and it's already intimidating him. Junyoung's glassy eyes loops up at the towering presence, Nara's muscles flexing as his one hand touches his boyfriend's cheek.
The hand on his tender cheek caresses slowly, feeling the cuteness of his cheek as he pinch the skin.
Junyoung immediately lets out a whimper, making Nara smile. “Hyung…”
“Yes baby?”
He can't form another word, too stunned to even say anything while Nara's fresh out of shower's body is presented in front of him.
His face is now dangerously close to Nara's clothed cock, the hand on his face keeps groping his soft cheek, making him whine.
Nara looks at his puppy, a pout on his red face, letting out soft mewls. He is already so red, can't wait to see his whole body turning rosy.
“Let's make you comfortable on the table, hm?” Without another words, Nara slips both of his hands around his slender waist, raising him up with no hesitance. Junyoung's breath slips, before he could find a balance and grab his biceps, he was already dropped on the softness of the mattress.
He manhandles Junyoung and he weighs nothing. It has always driven the younger insane.
Nara doesn't take much time to climb on top of him, his body shrinking as shyness again takes over him.
“No, don't shy away now.” His rough voice is enough to make him blush again. “Junyoungie, look at your hyung.” The order was firm, yet held affection too. And of course, who is Junyoung to disobey him?
When his eyes make contact with Nara's sharp ones, something again thud in his heart.
No matter how many times he looks at his boyfriend, he is always mesmerized by the beauty of him.
“God…you will be the death of me,” Nara's sudden words confused him, and before he could ask why he said that, he was being kissed with such ferocity that he had to hold onto the older's arms for support.
Even his kisses are powerful. Junyoung can never compete to get the upper hand even in bed. The impact of large hands on his stomach makes him squirm, letting out soft moans into Nara's mouth.
Kissing is common between them now. Normal. But still it drives him mad how he fits into Nara's mouth, body, hands so perfectly well.
When his hyung finally lets his lips rest, Junyoung dares to say what he has been thinking about.
“Hyung…can you cum first? Without..” too shy to even say the words out loud, he turns his gaze away.
“Without?” Nara's question feels shameless, he caught on to what Junyoung is trying to say instantly. From the experience of two times they have had sex, his baby's request is fair and makes sense. But it won't hurt to tease him right?
“Without doing it,” he watches the flushed face of him, biting his lips as he tries to deliver his words. “I can't understand, Junnie. What do you mean without doing it?”
“Hyung! You know what I mean!” A laugh escapes from Nara, mean and mocking. “Well, how will I know? Your hyung can't read your mind.”
Junyoung makes a protesting mewl, hitting his ball fist on Nara's chest. “Come on, say it?”
Junyoung knows what he is trying to do. Always making him say dirty words and talk with him like it's a normal conversation.
But he really needs Nara to come first before getting on the real thing, so that he doesn't lose his stamina real quick. He can't lose his mind like the two times…before. Just the image of his own body painted in cum, his face stricken with tears and his pussy raw red with all the slapping flash on his mind.
Nara did delete the phones but not before showing every one of them to Junyoung with great care. He can't collapse like before.
“Without fucking me.” He hears a chuckle from top of him.
“Then you will have to help me with it okay?” Nara rubs his nose on Junyoung's neck, kissing and nibbling on his skin.
“Suck me off,” the words washed over Junyoung with shame. He still nods, either red neck and pink blushing face, eyes not daring to look immediately when Nara removes the towel from his hips.
“Don't look so innocent now,” Junyoung was shifted on the bed, now Nara laid on the mattress while he was on top of him.
The older one knows how weak Junyoung is when he is getting manhandled by him. He can feel wetness slipping out of his folds.
“Go ahead, you wanted this.” The dimple smile that always looked so angelic to Junyoung now turned into something devilish. And it does nothing but make him more horny.
Junyoung crawls back on all fours, until he is finally face to face with the large cock. It looks huge. As always. He can feel the scent more closely now, even the musky smell is so addicting.
He is scared. Of course he will be. Junyoung has never given a blowjob to anyone in his life.
Bae Nara was his first. His first boyfriend, first kiss, first romantic touch. And it will be his first blowjob too.
So he wasn't even sure how to even do it. He has seen the slurping and gagging on cocks in porn but practically doing it in real life and on a dick that was the size of his half forearm…Junyoung gulps again
Nara has been observing every reaction of his baby, his flushed cheeks, the fear in his eyes and the lust that radiates out of him. The thoughts that are going on in Junyoung's mind. Everything.
Because Nara knows him from the inside out.
“Don't be scared. I will show you,” Junyoung looks at him hopefully and then his expression turns pale again.
“Hyung…promise you won't be mean?” Nara halts for a second, his upper half resting on the headboard. And then, he laughs. Junyoung whines, knowing his boyfriend very well.
“Please don't be rough,”
“It will depend,” the sudden change in his voice gives Junyoung goosebumps.
“On what?”
“On how generous I am feeling,” He says and then grabs the base of his cock, gesturing it towards Junyoung plump lips. It's already hard and standing so scarily in front of his eyes.
The first touch of Nara's tip on his lips felt amazing, he can't admit it because even the bulbous tip is too thick.
He takes it in his mouth, his pussy clenches on nothing, ass up, he tries to put more than the tip inside his mouth.
“Fuck, just like this. Keep going,” the encouraging words did something to Junyoung, he grabbed the strong large length from his hand and took what was left in his mouth.
The gagging sound surrounds the dim room, Nara lets out a woah at the sudden burst of energy from Junyoung but he can't complain. Not when his boyfriend's pretty mouth is sucking his dick so cutely. Not a preferable blowjob, but it's his first time so he will let him do however he wants before taking control back.
And that's what he did.
Junyoung kept suckling on the less than half length, until Nara finally had enough patience and decided to clench his soft hair. He lets out a yelp at the sudden sting in his roots.
“That's not how you do it baby,” firmly jerking his face closer to his cock, he spoke again, “I have to use your pussy as well. Can't waste all the time on one thing,” the words spoken like kindness were hitting Junyoung with fire.
His pussy was leaking badly. Like he had no self respect for him and the humiliating touches were everything to him. They were.
“Now stay still, let me use this tight mouth.” There was no warning, Junyoung opened his mouth when Nara slapped the tip on his lips, letting the length slip inside.
He thought it wouldn't be too rough. But fuck It was. The gagging sounds won't stop as Nara kept thrusting inside his mouth like it was an actual hole to be used. He didn't stop when Junyoung started sobbing on his dick, didn't stop when the teary eyes looked in his eyes.
Nara used his mouth like an onahole. And maybe that's what he is, just a masturbation tool for his boyfriend.
With a sinister thought like this, Junyoung realises he would be more than willing to be a tool for Nara's relief.
Another slick leaks out of his own hole.
“Just a bit more,” Nara was about to cum, just ok on the verge of it. The face Junyoung was making is enough to orgasm even without touching himself. The younger's eyes were rolled up, saliva coating the side of his mouth and tears decorating his cheeks.
Fuck. He should've done this a long time ago.
With one hard thrust, Nara spills everything inside Junyoung's throat and that's when he starts thrashing around. Maybe, he pushed him off his limits.
Nara pulled his dick out, watching as thick drops of cum flowed out of Junyoung mouth, his pink tongue was out.
Just perfect to be photographed but he doubts the younger would be happy about it right now. Nara pulls him back to his level, laying him on top of him, hugging his smaller body as Junyoung coughs more harshly.
“I told you not to be mean!” He kisses the pouting puppy, biting his cheek in the process and getting smacked on the chest again.
“Let's move to the main course, shall we?” Junyoung's eyes widened. This first? Is this man even real? He just spelled loads of cum inside his mouth that Junyoung couldn't even swallow most of it and he is hard again?
He can feel the length rocking itself back to hardness on his pelvic region, and it made him realise he is still in all his clothes.
“Strip.” It was an order. And Junyoung knows how much his hyung dislikes when he delays to follow them. He quickly got off his chest, removing the loose lining t-shirt and moving to unbutton his jeans. Nara watched it with great attention, it felt like he was the one stripping his clothes. His hands were possessed under his gaze.
“Fuck,” Nara drags out the word shamelessly when he sees the dripping vagina in front of him.
“Wanna ride me?” With a sly smirk he asked, Junyoung shook his head immediately.
“Okay then,” Junyoung's breath was caught on his throat as he was dropped on the other side of bed at lightning speed. Same position as before. The only difference was that he was fully exposed now.
Nara admired the beauty, looming over his body as he took one nipple between his teeth and bite.
“Ah–!” Junyoung screams, squirming under him. But he didn't stop the man from biting and sucking, even encouraging by ruffling his slightly long hair.
“Hyung, too good,” the soft whispers continued as Nara lapped his tongue on his sensitive nipple and one hand groped his free breast.
Junyoung already started losing his mind. Actually, he lost it as soon as he was inside Nara's bedroom. And now it was showing fully..
“Everything tastes so good, baby.” Nara looks him in the eyes, licking his lips. “Should I eat you whole?” Grabbing his chin and pouting his cheeks, he started placing kisses on his lips. Again and again.
Until Junyoung giggled.
That was enough foreplay maybe. Because his pussy was aching with needs, walls begging for a cock. His clit wanted to be rubbed so bad.
“Nara…let's do it now.” His tone was tender, gentle, as if he wouldn't be out of breath and hoarse from crying and sobbing minutes later.
Nara only nodded, pulling out the lube from the drawer and coming back. “You know the safe word right? ‘Stop’ isn't enough.” Junyoung watches how his hyung grabs both of his thighs, folding them until they touch his chest. One of the best benefits of him being a dancer was flexibility.
From this position, he can see his own privates, and just like he knew his pussy was glimmering wet.
“Hold them,” Junyoung held his own thighs as he was ordered, slipping them under his knees.
“Now, I am going to lose this pussy. Do not let your legs fall.” The last sentence sounded too serious, like there was a punishment waiting for him if he didn't hold them up in this position. So, he simply nodded.
“Good.”
Nara slides a finger between the folds, just feeling the sloppy cunt and hearing those slippery sounds coming out.
Junyoung was already so sensitive everywhere. The first touch on his vagina sent him shaking with pleasure. But he held on to his thighs strongly.
Then, the bottle of lube was in sight. He watched Nara open the cap and pour the liquid straight from the bottle on his pussy. He shivers, letting out a cry.
“Hyung–” God. He was getting impatient already. “Please,” Nara thrusts one finger inside, jolting him.
It was only one finger but fuck it felt too thick for his tight walls. “Hear these filthy sounds? Your pussy is hungry for cock all the time,” Junyoung shook his head violently, trying to deny it.
“No? Then why did you come running here when I sent you my dick picture?” The shame washes over his face, he felt Nara add another thick finger inside. And suddenly, his grip on legs started slipping. “Aren't you too shameless for someone who acts so innocent?”
Every word made him sob louder, so the stimulation from two fingers thrusting inside him, hitting his g-spot. He trembled.
“Mean–”
“Don't let go!” The snarls shocked him, hurriedly tightening the hold on his legs again as he spread his pussy for Nara.
“I-I am sorry..”
“The next time you release the hold, I am going to slap this hungry cunt okay?” The threat made the younger insane, another wet slick coming out of his hold and of course Nara noticed it.
“Oh? You are a fucking painslut?”
“Do-dont say these words.” Junyoung's whole body was quivering from the pleasure of being finger fucked.
“You sure seems to like them,”
Just some more pounding on the same spongy spot, Junyoung could feel his orgasm coming. Too fast. It's another one of his weaknesses, just little touch on his flower and he can't come in less than five minutes.
“Already?” somehow, Nara knows everything happening to him before he knows. Junyoung tries to say something but it gets stuck in his moans.
The fingering doesn't stop.
“Hyung! I am–going to come,”
“Do it then,” Nara fastens his pace, the sound of liquid squelching filling the silent room. With a loud cry, Junyoung comes. But there is no transparent liquid, not yet. And that's why Nara doesn't stop the assault on his spit.
“S-stop! I come. N-ara, my–ngh!”
“I fucking told you to hold these dumb legs on their place!” He didn't even realise he let go of them, his hands were resting on the bedsheet now.
The slap was loud, painful on his wet folds. Junyoung let out a scream. “Open your pussy with your fingers. Now.” Junyoung stares at Nara with widened eyes.
“I am s-sorry! Hyung, Junyoungie will be good, please don't–” the next slap on his pussy was more powerful, shaking his body violently.
“I said open this cunt now.” With trembling hands, Junyoung opens the fold, his fingers keeping it ajar for Nara to take every advantage of it.
“You will count okay?”
Junyoung looks at him with teary eyes, one tear slipping down.
The first slap was bearable, but still riled his hips up. “O-one,” he whimpers pathetically.
By the next eighth one, Junyoung felt something coming out, fast and without his permission, when Nara slapped him ninth time, the transparent liquid broke out, blinding him dumb with pleasure.
All the screams turned into mewls as he watched his pussy letting out trails of squirt on Nara's abs and legs. Some even got on his standing cock.
“So, I wasn't wrong about you being a painslut?” Junyoung wanted to crawl somewhere and hide his face. Not even in millions possibilities he could've known he would squirt just from getting slapped.
“Hyung, you are being too rough. Junyoung doesn't like it–” his lips were already sealed with Nara's ones, no energy left in his system to kiss back.
He was fully a doll for his boyfriend to handle however he wanted.
“You had all the fun. It's my turn,” Junyoung didn't protest, just let him slap the dick on his extremely wet folds before sliding in.
He gripped the bedsheet hard, knuckles going white. Junyoung doesn't think he can ever get used to feeling something this big inside him. The veins bulging out wet his pussy even more.
“Fuck, it's still so tight. I think we have to loose it by fucking it everyday. My baby will like it, right?” Nara tried to slide inside with gentleness but the tear stricken face and Junyoung's moans left no control over him. In just one thrust he was inside and he knew it was painful for his baby, so he rested a bit inside his beautiful walls.
Junyoung couldn't even form a noise, forget about answering. His breath got stuck in his throat as Nara bottomed fully. There is no place for him to squirm away.
The cock slides out, letting him let out a shallow breath, he can't hear what Nara is saying right now, everything drawn out by the length getting slammed inside him again.
“Hyung—!” That was the loudest scream he let out this night, when he finally got his voice back. The sharp slap on his red cheek burnt suddenly, a cry escaping from him.
“Don't fucking scream like I am forcing you!” There are fingers caressing his burning cheek now, Nara dropping many soft pecks on the same spot.
“Be a good boy, Junnie,” he started fucking then, not waiting for him to adjust anymore, “and take it like the fuckhole you are!” The pace was animalistic, Junyoung's tongue was out, saliva coating his chin as his eyes rolled back.
He loves every minute of the ramming. The pleasure is so intense Junyoung can't even be where he is right now, even if he is aware.
Nara praises him with every thrust, with every squeeze on his ass and with every kiss on his lips.
“My prettiest boy. No one can ever come close to your beauty, you know that?” All this while his balls slaps Junyoung's ass and cock rams inside.
“Fuck, you are gone? Fucking slut,”
“N-not a slut!” The voice barely had any protest, nothing but hoarse and tired. The bed creaked as Nara sped up even more, shaking Junyoung's body violently.
“Not a slut? Fucking liar. You are nothing more than my fuckhole, a doll to use for my pleasure.”
Every word burnt on Junyoung's skin and brain, along with the slapping sound of skin, there was a quashing sound as well. Junyoung's hole threatened to come again.
“You come so easy,”
He was just bouncing, not putting any effort. It was all Nara's strength bringing him down with powerfully thrust.
“Hyung, feels so good,” he cries out, fresh tears rolling down his cheeks.
“Of course, baby. Tell me what you are, tell me you are my fuckdoll.” He demanded.
Junyoung feels himself getting close to squiring again, embarrassingly fast. “G-gonna come”
“Tell me what you are or I am stopping here,” It immediately raised panic inside him, hands that were holding the bedsheet now grabbing Nara's muscular biceps.
“No–”
“Admit it.”
“I am–a fuckdoll, your slut–!”
Another thrust inside and Junyoung was coming all over the sheets and Nara's dick. This time, he managed to let out an unhealthy amount of clear fluid.
The older watched in amusement, enjoying every bit of it, before sliding back.
Junyoung weeped, quivering under him so beautifully. His body had a mind of its own because his pussy let out another wave of liquid.
“Will Junyoungie be a good boy and let Hyung come inside?” Nara asked, dragging his long cock in and out with slow pace.
Junyoung could say nothing but nods, looking at him with wet eyes. He received a forehead kiss one more time and they were back at it.
— ᨳଓ .
At this point, Junyoung wasn't aware of how many times he had come, the bedsheet was wet where he was positioned. On his stomach while Nara fucks him from behind at not so normal speed.
“M-my pussy…hyung–! It will tear,” he kept crying, sobbing and mewling. The camera recorded it all, every twitch in his thighs and the filthy sounds of his pussy. Everything. Even the dirty words Nara kept saying to him.
“Just a little more baby,” He can feel himself slipping into half sleepiness and half pleasure. His body was too tired now. It's not new. Nara has the stamina of a beast, while Junyoung can endure so much.
They have been going for more than two hours and he only came two times. While Junyoung lost the count of his orgasms.
Nara brings his phone closer, grabbing his hair and making him look up.
“Look at this dumb fucked face,” he laughs at him but Junyoung's mind has been broken, he can only whimper and cry.
“Say hi baby,”
“H‐hi!”
“Aw, so adorable,” suddenly there was no camera on his face and he was in the air, just sitting on Nara's cock while he got slammed inside his walls.
“I will fal-fall!”
“It's just bed,” He was used like a ragdoll, getting pounded. Nara's chest is pressed on his back, two strong hands holding him from waist as they slide him down again and again.
Like his mass meant nothing at all.
The act was enough to push him on the verge of coming again with a shout. His pussy felt so used and gaping on the huge cock. “Let me go hyung,” Thankfully, he listened, letting Junyoung rest on the soft mattress while he spilled inside for the third time inside him.
Well, technically fourth if you count the deepthroat fucking.
Nara watched his boneless body, the white semen gushing out of his gaping hole. Quickly, grabbing his phone from the side again, he clicked the record button.
It captured his cum slipping out of the pussy so well, definitely will be used for fab material in the future.
Nara snuck a finger inside, receiving a weak whine from Junyoung. “Shh, it's okay. Just helping you baby.”
He continued the filming, letting the camera trace Junyoung from head to bottom before getting out of the bed to get some wet towels.
— ᨳଓ .
The moment Junyoung opens his eyes, still visibly exhausted, he feels himself in a strong embrace. Surprisingly there was nothing slippery between his lips and he had a long t-shirt around his body.
Hyung always takes care of him. He places a kiss on the sleeping man in his arms, going back to sleep as well.