Chapter 3 (1/1)

[CONTENTID1] Chapter 3 [/CONTENTID1][CONTENTID2] [/CONTENTID2][CONTENTID3]Yunho rolled around on his king sized bed a couple times causing Yoochun to groan. They didn’t do much since they had gotten back but they were waiting for Changmin who made another fuss. He finally agreed to come over, stating plainly that his friends owed him. Apparently he was in the middle of something very important. Both figured it was the summer project that they were supposed to complete but didn’t do. Changmin got upset with them and demanded it be done so he said he would do it himself. At least they knew they would get a good grade.Changmin grumbled to himself as he entered Yunho’s room. He sat on the bed and threw the school supplies on a free spot.                “You didn’t have to do our project.” Yunho sighed and sat up.                He did feel slightly guilty.                “But you won’t do it.” Changmin stared at his friends.                “That’s our problem.”                “My parents already don’t like you. How do you think they would feel if you didn’t do your school work?”                “Why don’t they like us?” Yoochun asked incredulously.                “Because you, Yoochun, are lazy and cocky.” Yoochun sat up with his mouth opened.                “How dare you say that to me?” He threw a pillow at his friend.                Changmin was wealthy but not that wealthy. His parents believed in hard work and discipline.                “Yunho is just too quiet and uncaring to them.”                Yunho pouted a bit.                “And you agree with them on me but not Yunho.”                “But I know Yunho cares.”                “Why you li-“ The rest of what Yoochun was saying was not understandable as he straddled his friend and beat him with a pillow.                Changmin yelped and tried to get Yunho to help. Yunho’s usually tight lips curved into a smile as he tackled both of the boys suddenly. They let out cries as they struggled around on the floor. Yunho laughed genuinely. It was on rare occasions and only with his friends that he would open up like this. No one noticed when someone had entered the room.                “Um…Boys?” A soft woman’s voice interrupted their fun.                “Eomeoni?”  Yunho’s voice held surprise.                “We have to go to a dinner party tonight and you have to go.” She sighed.                She knew he wouldn’t want to go. She didn’t even want to go herself. She was also tired of her son calling her eomeoni.  She wanted to be called eomma.                “Eomma, can we go?” Yoochun looked at her with wide and expecting eyes.                “Yes Yoochun. Your parents are going to be there anyways.” A smile crept on his face as he high fived Changmin who looked like a dying grandpa on the ground.                “Omo. Changmin.  Are you OK?” She watched the young man struggle.                “Ne. I’m just…tired…” He got his words out between gasps of air.                “Johayo. Get ready.”                “Ne.” They all replied in unison.                She left and the boys pushed themselves up from their spots on the floor. Yoochun swung his arm around Changmin’s shoulder and smiled. Changmin pouted and stuck his tongue out. He soon regretted the decision after the latter took a hold of his hot muscle between his teeth. Changmin groaned and tried to push the other away but he was already trapped. His Hyung sucked on his tongue making his body shutter. Yunho sighed at his best friend’s behavior.                “Quit torturing my dongsaeng.” Yunho barked.                “Your dongsaeng? I believe he is ours.” Yoochun let go of the younger’s mouth to respond.                Changmin wrenched out of the others hold. He was tired of being his friends play toy but he also knew the other liked to know where his play toys have been. Yoochun often had quickies with others that involved no penetration. He used to have several toys but it was a burden to keep up with them. He decided to use Changmin, although feeling guilty. He would never let it show though. He would always be extra nice to him in certain areas though.Yoochun got the sex and love he needed. Changmin got the feeling of being a good friend and feeling a little bit of what it was like to be in a relationship. They were just friends with benefits and they would rather it stay that way.“Get ready.” Yunho demanded the boys.“Ne, hyung.” Yoochun elongated the “g” on hyung.They all got ready silently and almost without trouble. Yoochun tried to grab the maknae’s plump ass a couple times while he was changing but would only get his hand smacked away aggressively. Yoochun blinked and pouted a bit. His dongsaeng never acted so aggressively. He was about to speak before Yunho told him to hurry up. He then noted to say something later. They all walked out in dashing suits.Yunho wore the traditional black suit with a black tie. Yoochun wore a black pinstriped suit but didn’t button it. He didn’t even have the bowtie tied. He only slung it around his neck with his shirt not buttoned all the way up. Changmin wore a fully white suit with a bowtie. They descended the stairs, immediately being greeted my Mr. and Mrs. Jung. She cooed at them before their butler opened the double doors and walked them to the car.Yunho talked to the driver to let him know that they would be driving themselves. His mother complained a little bit, saying he should get the butler to take them but he just shook his head and smiled. They entered the car with little hassle. Changmin sat up front with Yunho as a sign of Yoochun being nice.“Guys. Guess what?” Yoochun jumped from his seat in the back.He wasn’t even wearing seatbelt.“What?” Yunho answered, knowing Changmin didn’t want to.“I think we should start writing our school paper.”Yunho and Changmin both looked at him like he was crazy. Yunho couldn’t look at him long though because he was driving.“What would you even write about?” Changmin scoffed.“Um…I don’t know. What about gay sex?” He wiggled his eyebrows.He winced in pain when Changmin’s hand came into contact with his face.“Ow Minnie.” He w