[M] 9 (1/1)

[M] CHAPTER NINE  “Damn it! You! Ugly slut! If anything happens to him… remember. I will not be forgetting that ugly face of yours!” Kris sprinted to where Tao ran to but he couldn’t see the younger anymore. Damn it! Tao, where are you?! Kris frantically spun his head on all directions in search of a certain raven-haired boy. But he’s out of Kris’ sight. *Beep* *Kris, take Tao with you okay? I’m going back now with Lay. See you later!* Fuck! Why now?! Kris continued his hunt and furiously eyed every raven-haired boy he could see, but none of them was Tao, and Kris was afraid of what Tao’s doing right at the moment. Kris saw the change in Tao’s eyes when he was called ugly. It’s hurt and pain, he saw. It’s a deep wound that opened again. And it hurts him to see the pain in Tao’s eyes. But aside from that, Kris saw the exhaustion and tiredness lingering on the younger’s demeanor with all of that… especially when he used the older’s name to say goodbye to him. He felt goosebumps when he heard that kind of goodbye coming from a person so vulnerable and weak at the same time. And without him knowing it, he pushed the girl away from him and said those words with so much hate. And for the record, only Tao made him feel that. The feeling that he should protect Tao from anything that would hurt him. It’s a need, a mission he’s willing to take. C’mon, Tao, where are you?! People are looking at him like a crazy man but he didn’t care. He just wanted to see Tao. He went to a Gucci store but Tao’s not there, neither was he in some other signature brands. Aish! What are you thinking Kris?! He’s hurt! Why would he go and shop?! Of course he would go to somewhere private, somewhere that would make him calm— “Yes! I know Kyungsoo-ge and I love beaches!”“Yes! I know Kyungsoo-ge and I love beaches!”“Yes! I know Kyungsoo-ge and I love beaches!” He loves beach… YES! BEACH! But where is it?! Luckily, there’s a roaming guard near him and Kris ran quickly to him. “Sir, do you know where the nearest beach exit in this mall is?” “Ah yes. It’s just over there. Go straight and turn left on the first corner. There you’ll see the exit gate. It’s exactly where the beac—“ “THANK YOU SIR! VERY MUCH!” Kris ran and made his way in between the mass of shocked people seeing a running man inside a mall. But he cared not about them. ---- Luhan’s cleaning their room and has just finished wiping his picture with Tao in it. “You’re really happy there Lulu, and Tao too!” Luhan smiled as he remembered that time when Tao won on a freestyle rapping contest back at their home in China. He was so happy. Both of them, actually. Tao being the Grand Champion of the contest, and Luhan being happy to see the rare smiles his cousin showed. It was one of those hateful days to Tao that he smiled at a rare moment and it just needs to be captured. “Yeah, we both were.” Luhan placed the picture back to its place and continued his cleaning job. “C’mon now Sehun! Help me clean our roo—“ *CRASH The smile on Luhan’s face, together with his joy were altered with a chafe frown and a concerned feeling as he saw what fell and broke on the floor. It was their picture of Tao. But one thing made him feel more worried than he already is—only the glass on Tao’s picture was broken. “T—Tao…” “Luhan! Where are you going!” Luhan run as fearful thoughts invade him because of the ‘sign’ he saw. And only one thing came to his mind—to find Tao. ---- “I didn’t know you’re good at making sandcastles Chanyeol! Good job!” “Yeah! It’s the only thing I perfected in time, Baekhyun hyung!” Chanyeol and Baekhyun danced crazily as they felt the warmth of being the winner of the held sandcastle-making competition and they successfully beat the ass of Jongdae and Minseok that neither made a sandcastle, it looked more like a sand mound, honestly. But their victory dance suddenly came to a stop as Chanyeol saw a rather preoccupied Luhan running, followed by a confused Sehun. “Baek, I think Luhan’s crazy.” “Huh? Are you—“ “NO! Look! There!” Baekhyun looked on where Chanyeol pointed and saw the same sight as the younger did. They immediately run to Luhan and stopped him. That’s only when they saw that Luhan’s crying. “Luhan hyung, what happened? Why are you crying?” Baekhyun worriedly asked his hyung after wiping some of the tears that were flowing on his cheeks. “T—Tao! He’s in danger!” Luhan desperately said as if pleading them to believe him. Fortunately, Sehun caught them and the duo asked him about it. He then told them what happened, and Baekhyun turned worried for Tao as well. The two still being innocent on why they’re so worried about Tao because they know nothing about it. Right at the same time as they’re about to rush to where the four shopped for their grocery stocks, Lay and Suho came. “Hey, what’s happening here?” Suho asked after placing the groceries on the kitchen counter, Lay following after. “Suho, where’s Tao? Where’s my cousin?!” “Ahm, we left him with Kris there at the mall. They seem wanted to take a little longer there.” Lay answered for Suho though he’s feeling unsure of why Luhan’s suddenly overly troubled of Tao. Just then, Suho’s phone ringed. *Hello? *Su—Suho! Come here at XXX Hospital! *Kris, calm down. What are you doing the— *Suho! How could I calm the fucking down when I know Tao’s in a critical condition?! P—Please… just be here! Please! Kris hanged up as Suho felt shivers down his spine. “Guys, we have to go now! Tao’s in a critical condition. C’mon!” Everybody got shocked on the news they heard but Luhan kept himself aware of the situation and tried not to panic though his eyes won’t cooperate and continued to spill more tears as he’s silently praying for Tao’s safety. Suho left the keys of the house and a note saying they will be at the XXX Hospital because of Tao’s situation and put it on the coffee table just in case Kai and Kyungsoo would come out of their room. They rushed to the hospital right after, mumbling and praying hard for Tao’s safety. ---- On the other hand, while everyone’s out of the mansion… Kyungsoo woke up from his sleep as he failed miserably on waking Kai up by tickling him. He opened his eyes and stretched his arms and legs when something hard poked his thigh. He got curious and rubbed his thigh again on it, he felt it again. Just then, as he rubbed his thigh on it again, he heard Jongin moan a little and that’s when he realized it was Jongin’s… hard-on. But instead of stopping, something came to his mind as he figured now how he’ll wake Jongin up.  Kyungsoo once again rubbed the clothed member into his thighs but with more force exerted than before. “Ahh…” Jongin moaned from the sensation and Kyungsoo lost his nuts of waking Jongin when he heard the younger’s pleasured moans. But like a bullet train, Kyungsoo’s hit with the realization they’re—well, he’s the one initiating something that would level up their relationship. “K—Khyung?” Jongin’s awake now and is cupping Kyungsoo’s dazed face. Worry and shock visible on his eyes. Kyungsoo removed Jongin’s hands and sat upright, back facing the younger. “I—I’m sorry Jongin… I… I don’t know what I was doing.” Kyungsoo’s all worried about some things that linger in his mind. First, Jongin feeling disgusted on Kyungsoo’s straightforwardness. “Please, don’t hate me Jongin.” Kyungsoo turned around and was welcomed with Jongin’s tight embrace. He could feel the smile on the younger’s lips. “Don’t worry Khyung, I don’t hate you. I will never hate you.”  Jongin kept Kyungsoo within arms’ length and kissed his hyung. But it’s never just a kiss, because the next thing they knew is that both of them are returning the kiss with so much passion that neither of them wanted to end being the recessive but the dominant one. Damn being day and them being ‘them’ last night because they neither cared about it. Fortunately, Jongin accidentally lightly nibbled on Kyungsoo’s bottom lip that the singer cried a hoarse moan making it the right time for the dancer to explore Kyungsoo’s damp cavern with his expert tongue tasting different flavors being vanilla, mint, caramel, and the most addicting above all—Kyungsoo’s distinct taste, he thought would only be in his dreams. Kyungsoo easily adapted himself to the sensation and reciprocated the swirling wet muscle inside his mouth as he used his own to return what has been done to him. Slowly, Kyungsoo felt himself feeling weak and vulnerable to the pleasuring sensations and let Jongin lie him down into the soft, comforting, and surprisingly needed rectangular furniture covered with the fluffiest cushion that ever existed called bed. It took them some more time before they felt the stinging pain on their lungs due to lack of air. They paused on what they’re doing and looked each other’s eyes as they both savor the moment to look into each other’s orbs filled with something carnal, they know is deeper than lust. They stared into each other’s eyes as if they’re contented to just end it there; but something inside those dark, pleading circles made them realize it’s more than that that they wanted. Their souls are telling them they’re about to engage on something both of them are not known to, but they cared not. It’s that feeling of the earth shaking beneath them and the sensual attraction that hits them hard to the core that tells them they should go with it. And just as if they’ve been into an agreement, they let the feeling overtook them as they once again shared a battle of lips, tongues and saliva with less holding back and more letting go. The feeling’s there again; the earthy feeling that would shatter the remaining piece of innocence they have; the feeling that goes straight to that palpitating cardiac muscle and transfers rapidly down to their groin. And an order was made. “Jongin, make love to me.” ---- “Kris!” The group made it to the hospital in record time and they immediately gained sight of Kris, damp and devastated. “I—It’s my f—fault. It’s my fucking fault!” Kris was broken and Lay quickly nursed his appalled bestfriend. The group now turned into a mess of bewildered males as they knew nothing about what happened. But Luhan was the first one to explode among them. “What the fuck happened Kris?! What the hell—Why’s my cousin in here?!” Luhan turned hysterical and grabbed Kris’ collar as he glared intently into the other’s eyes. Lay and Sehun immediately seized the furious Luhan away from Kris who has done nothing but to mumble short un-audible apologies to no one in particular but Luhan. Luhan was successfully restrained by Sehun as he cried wildly onto the younger’s comforting arms.  It had been almost two hours but the room Tao’s in is still shut closed. Jongdae and Minseok, who are the ones most intact on all of them decided to just buy them some refreshments and snacks as Baekhyun and Chanyeol volunteered to help them while they’re waiting for the doctor to come out of the operating room. Suho then promised to text them when something happens while they’re away. “Okay, since I think both of you cooled down already, why don’t you Kris start telling us what actually happened that we all ended up being here, and Tao… inside.” Suho calmly but authoritatively said as he sat in between Lay and Sehun, keeping Luhan and Kris away from each other’s reach as possible. Kris closed his fists hard as his eyes did so, and Lay knew his bestfriend’s tensing up. He squeezed Kris’ shoulder and he heaved a long sigh. As soon as he felt he’s ready, Kris started to narrate everything; not forgetting to tell the conversation Tao and the girl shared. Luhan, on the other hand had his head abruptly turned to Kris—eyes filled with horror and jaws clenched hard-as he heard the story of what happened to Tao. “Lulu, are you okay?” Sehun did all his best to catch Luhan’s attention but the older’s more engaged to the fact that ‘it’ did triggered Tao to attempt suicide. Yes, suicide. “Just pray Kris. Pray hard that nothing bad happened on Tao. Because if something happened to him worse than this, I swear; I swear… I will not let myself hold it up against you!” Luhan said, looking at Kris with so much hatred. “Luhan, it’s not Kris’ fault this happened on Tao! Don’t blame him for this! You have no rights to d—“ Lay commented but it only turned Luhan to aggravate more. “Everyone, calm down. It’s not the right time to put blame on eac—“ Suho stood in between but was cut off by an exasperated Luhan. “Calm down?! Suho, are you fucking serious?! Calm down?! How could I fucking calm down in this fucking situation if I know my cousin—my one and only cousin’s life is in danger?! How could I even let peace of mind slip in me if I know he’s done it again?! How could I possibly let those words get into me if I’m aware of anything that might happen to him?! He’s done it again! And for all I’ve known him… h—he’s done that fucking suicide every time he can! And… and… this has been the worst case I—I’ve—He’d did this!” Luhan’s about to collapse to the ground but was immediately caught by Sehun. He’s almost convulsing with fear as the thought of Tao’s cold and lifeless body pass his mind. “All—All his life… he’s been living with it.” Luhan started, and everyone’s attention was turned to him; even Kris’ downcasted head looked attentively at Luhan. “He was bullied. He was punched, kicked, abused all of his life. Unfortunately, his parents died in a car accident even before he start first grade… he lived with us, his only family left. Being a student and teenager were among the worst parts of Tao’s life. He was repeatedly left out and was out casted by any one; even those people stranger to him. They told him he’s scary, ugly, an alien…” Tears start to stream down his face again as he remember everything about Tao’s life. “Lu—Lulu…” “Being someone he knows as his older brother, I tried everything to protect him. I returned what bullies did to him, I transferred him to another school; we even moved to a different place for Tao. But Tao wasn’t happy with all of those. He felt he was a burden to us. He thought it’s his fault he was born. He thought… he was alone; that they were right, they always been.” “It hurts us to see a relative think of those, especially someone so young and innocent to experience the things a normal kid would experience; even I, didn’t experience as much as him. He’s a very cheerful kid back before it started, he’s our Baby Panda. But… but… since those hideous things happened to him, he’s gone. He barely talked, he barely smiled, he rarely showed any emotion. He changed.” He smiled painfully as he reminisced the good times they had, the only good times they had. “But one summer day while we’re walking downtown, we saw a poster saying there’s a summer workshop for Wushu. At first he hesitated to go with it, but with all our efforts, he went in. And that helped him cope-up with his situation, hitting dummies hard as he can’t do it in person. He has gone resilient back then… until school started again and he was in Junior year. The bullying’s back too, but with more pain. He lost his temper in between one of those times and accidentally broke one of the bully’s arm. He was called to the principal’s office afterwards… and all the blame’s put on him. The bullies’ side turned the tables and created a different story, unfortunately, I was called in sick all day and was not there to defend Tao. Of course, being him, he just remained silent… most especially because we all know, it’s him against the world.” “By the time he got home; with the principal’s letter in his hand, we felt proud of him. Proud that finally, Tao learned how to beat those assholes. But the look in his eyes changed that, he once again blamed himself for being him that he had to be dropped out of school and be enrolled to another different school with the same atmosphere. And from that time on, he started to try to pain himself. He tried numerous attempts of suicide. Fortunately, we always made it to the right time and managed to stop him whenever he tried.” “Just as the things he did got worse, my parents talked about him being sent to a rehab center. But I objected. I said he only needed someone who would understand him, not someone who would make him feel less of a person. They gave in and put him into my responsibility.” “From there on, we started hanging out more. I learned he wasn’t really a cold person. He’s the other way around actually… and I guess, that’s the effect of the childhood that was taken away from him. It’s just now that he started smiling and be open on people. That’s when I decided to try him on our workplace, and did he felt overwhelmed.” Luhan smiled fondly but frowned back as he looked into Kris’ aback eyes. “I—I made him feel bad again… don’t I?” Kris asked and was answered by a punch thrown to him by Luhan. It stings, the pain on his cheek stings and he could taste blood, but he did not respond to it. Either way, he admits he did made Tao feel that way again. Sehun and Suho on the other hand held Luhan away from Kris and made him sit on the hospital chair while Lay felt sympathy on his burdened friend. “You don’t know what you make him feel Kris.” Luhan started off, choking on the last part as a sob came out from him. “He expected more from us—you, being someone he sees as a leader. But what did you do, huh, Kris? You always pick on him. You always notice what’s wrong with him. You always see his mistakes. Do you even complimented him for working hard that he always works overtime; just because he believes and still believes that you would somehow notice that?! You don’t, do you? Why Kris, why?!” Luhan told Kris in between sobs and the latter could just shook his head as realization of his actions eat him. “I—I don’t know…” “You don’t know?! Or you just don’t want us to know it?! Kris it’s obvious! It’s so damn obvious that you pick on him because he doesn’t fight with you; he couldn’t! Well, thanks to you Kris, the Wushu room at our house was used, so much that it pains us to see him continually tire his body to vent out his frustrations.” “Do you know why he’s always late or always tired whenever he comes for work? No, no one of you knows right? Well, for your information, he’s been teaching Wushu for kids that are bullied, abused and unwanted. And he does it for free.” Everyone except Sehun eyed him incredulously as they dropped their mouths open with the news they got. Luhan smirked with their reactions. “Does anyone among you cared enough to ask him why? I doubt anyone did, well, except Sehun and Kyungsoo who has been there for him—for us. He still blames himself for you being unreasonably mad at him Kris, and he’s taking it seriously that there are nights I would wake up with him crying hard and saying no one wants him anymore and he should just die already because he thinks he’s scary, ugly. But Kyungsoo umma and Kai always manages to give him advice and calm him when I know neither I or Sehun can’t.” “Lu—Luhan, we’re sorry… we have to hear that.” Suho bowed apologetically to Luhan whom gently smiled at them. “It’s nothing anymore Suho, it’s nothing to Tao anymore. Tao’s already happy to have you guys. The day Kyungsoo stood up for him when you got angry with him Kris, he said he already forgot that. He just doesn’t want anymore to feel less wanted, unloved. But thanks to you guys, he somehow feels like he belongs. But honestly… I—I don’t know if he’ll still be like that after… this.” After Luhan talked, Sehun hugged him for comfort which everyone else also did; even Kris who hesitantly moved to them, but was encouraged by a smiling Luhan. ---- Jongin stared Kyungsoo, taking the time for Kyungsoo to hold back what he said. But he didn’t, instead, he leaned to Jongin and gave him a chaste kiss before smiling gently at him. “Are you sure about this Khyung?” Jongin asked and Kyungsoo licked his lips as an answer. “I could never be, Jongin-Ahh!” Kyungsoo let out a loud moan as Jongin suddenly sucked on his neck, just below his jaw and immediately found his sweet spot. Jongin felt proud of himself as years of being with Kyungsoo come in handy this time. “I love you Kyungsoo-ah.” Jongin said with so much sincerity reflected in his eyes before kissing Kyungsoo harder this time. “I.Love.You.Too.Jong.In.” Kyungsoo cried in between the soft and hard kisses they share. They paused only to remove their shirts and both of them adored the body presented to them. Jongin felt his libido rise with the sight of Kyungsoo’s white, soft skin came before his eyes. The daylight giving it a natural touch of pink and his nipples perked with arousal. Jongin licked his lips as he thought of ways to caress such perfection. Kyungsoo, on the other hand thought all of his blood’s now going down… right down there. With Jongin’s toned chest and chocolate abs, he couldn’t help but touch them just as the younger does his infamous Kai lip licking. Jongin wasted no time to attack the singer’s plump cherry lips that are now sure swollen from all the heated kisses they shared, down to his neck as he left reddish marks—symbols that Kyungsoo’s only his. The singer who’s obviously new to the feeling is all but moaning which turned to lewd, sensual noises as Jongin took the chance to play with his pink, erect nipples; sucking, nibbling and licking the right while twisting the other using his hands. Just as Jongin slightly grazed his teeth on one of Kyungsoo’s raised nipple, the latter screamed what seemed to be something in between tenor and bass that both turned them on more. “J—Jongin… s—stop… tea—teasing… me!” Kyungsoo scolded Jongin through closed eyes because he doesn’t know how long he could take that feeling. “Your wish is my command, my princess.” Jongin smirked before returning to those inviting lips of Kyungsoo while he’s unbuckling their pants. He pulled Kyungsoo’s and the singer more than volunteered to buck his hips a little for his pants to be off of him already. Jongin deepened their kiss as he massaged Kyungsoo’s inner thighs, almost touching the latter’s clothed member; but Jongin wanted to play first. Kyungsoo turned into a moaning mess as Jongin ‘accidentally’ brushes his hands on his already hard cock, making it twitch and almost climax with the feeling. He keeps on grabbing those hands but unfortunately, Jongin pinned both of his hands with his free hand. “You know, you better learn how to wait, my princess.” But Kyungsoo’s too lost with the feeling to actually hear what Jongin said. And just like he’s been driven with adrenaline, Kyungsoo managed to flip under Jongin and change their positions; Jongin below and Kyungsoo on top of him. “You should know, I punish those who disobey me, Jongin.” Kyungsoo leaned down and harshly kissed Jongin’s lips while he grinds his perfectly tight round ass on Jongin’s obvious bulge in his pants. It’s now Jongin’s turn to plead to ‘just do it already’. “M—my… pants.” Jongin breathed out with so much difficulty as Kyungsoo slightly bites his erected nipples and sucking on them hard enough to leave purplish red marks on his chest. Kyungsoo smirked while he put butterfly kisses on Jongin’s torso, down to his abs, to his navel and preferred to stay longer there. He also raised himself slightly for Jongin to feel the lost of contact on his wrapped cock. Damn it as the innocent, little, squishy umma Kyungsoo has been thrown to the beach and drowned and was replaced by a brave, sexy, and undeniably hot, teasing Kyungsoo. “What do you want me to do, Jongin-ah?” Kyungsoo left the navel part and elevated to breathe hot air on Jongin’s ear and then the lips. Jongin trembled with the sensation and breathed a wild groan. “M—my… pants. Re—remove them now! P—please—AHHHHHHH!!!” Fuck being obedient because Kyungsoo snatched that moment to bite Jongin’s cock through his pants. “Will you now be an obedient boy, Jongin-ah?” Kyungsoo asked sexily and Jongin could just nod profusely. But Kyungsoo wanted more than that. “Ahhhh~!” Jongin screamed his lungs out as Kyungsoo squeezed his cock hard. He wanted more than just a nod. “Tell me you’ll be obedient Jongin.” Jongin gathered all the voice he’s left, together with the little endurance he has to answer. “Y—yes. I’ll be obedient from now on, Kyungsoo-ah.” And it’s just all that Kyungsoo needs to continue with the real thing. “I love you Jongin-ah.” Kyungsoo gently kissed the dancer’s buxom lips that has been the effect of all the lip-sucking earlier. He moved down slowly until he reached the waistline of Jongin’s pants and unbuckled it with his adept fingers. He then bit Jongin’s zipper down very teasingly slow as he took his time to roam his hands all over the boy beneath him. He then pulled Jongin’s pants and threw them somewhere in the room as he licked the exposed head of Jongin’s leaking cock and damn he just tasted the sweet and salty taste of Jongin’s precum. He observed as Jongin mewled beneath him and almost convulse with the singer’s hot wet tongue licking his exposed slit. “Kyung-ah… please…” Kyungsoo smiled with the new way Jongin said his name—more sensual and more needy-just as he likes it to be. So with one swift move, he removed his own brief and Jongin’s bikini brief; and a loud “plock!” was heard when Jongin’s hard, erect, leaking cock hit his stomach. Damn, he even got bigger than I last saw them. Kyungsoo licked his bottom lips as he slowly lowers his head to give Jongin’s piece of meat an experimental lick from the base to the tip, and boy, did the thing twitched hard with the slight contact. “Ahhhh~ Kyungsoo… just take it…” Jongin pleaded as he felt deliberately sensually abused by his lover who got lost with his throaty moans. “AHHHHHHHHH!!!” Jongin held his head back and grabbed the bed sheet hard as Kyungsoo let his cock enter his hot, damp mouth as he swirls his tongue on all of Jongin inside his chaps. The dancer’s extremely erotic moans were like new music to the singer’s ears as he responded to those with his; the vibrations made sent thousands of sparks on Jongin’s whole entity. He involuntarily bucked his hips forward causing his cock to reach far down on Kyungsoo’s pre-swollen throat and later gag from it. “Are you planning to kill me?!” Jongin ended on a wave of apologies saying that he didn’t mean to do that; that it’s actually Kyungsoo’s fault he did that, which the latter took offense off and stopped on what they’re doing. “Well, to think that you’re blaming me for that, I think I could punish you by… let’s see, not letting you come? Sounds fair, doesn’t it?” Kyungsoo abruptly made his way beside Jongin, completely facing the younger with his back—well, ass. “K—Khyung, please, I’m almost coming. Please, let me, Kyung-ah, please…” Jongin shifted his weight on his left shoulder as he face Kyungsoo’s milky white back and perfectly round ass, as he pleaded for the nth time. But wise Kyungsoo is smart. Everytime Jongin would touch him as he begs for his mercy, he would ‘accidentally’ sway his ass and would brush it lightly to the dancer’s rock-hard cock making it twitch in response. Both of them bit their lips hard with each of those contacts. Jongin doing it because he really needs to come for Kyungsoo and not because of those light touches; and well, Kyungsoo holding up his moans everytime he would do that. After all, he wanted to tease the other first. It’s an invitation Jongin! Couldn’t you think of it?! Kyungsoo’s already losing his temper and is ready to give in to Jongin’s pleading when the younger held a strong grip on both of his wrists and leaned on top of him. Finally! Kyungsoo’s inner goddess smirked triumphantly as she won the endurance contest with the singer’s inner dominant. He doesn’t know, but he’s been anticipating for Jongin’s dominant side to take over him—rather, he’s been hoping so bad. “You’re so stubborn Kyungsoo-ah. I think I should teach you a fairly good lesson.” Jongin stated those words firm and stern, and Kyungsoo swore he could already come hearing only that kind of Jongin dominating him. Kyungsoo watched as Jongin ravished his nipples, hard. The silent, demure moans turned into slutty, lewd mewls as Jongin continually twists and sucks on each one of them, not leaving one unwanted. Kyungsoo couldn’t even hold onto anything but the headboard as Jongin held his wrists tight while punishing him. It’s just how he wanted it to be. He’s the recessive dominant as he labels himself. By the time Jongin’s done sexually harassing Kyungsoo’s swollen nipples, he released his slightly bruised wrists as he went south and laid soft wet kisses around the singer’s flat stomach. He remained a little longer swirling his tongue inside Kyungsoo’s navel, making him release animal-like purrs and hoarse moans, and his back arching forward to meet Jongin’s hot, wet tongue. But Jongin’s done with the foreplay. Thanks to years of watching porn and surfing through the net because he finally, officially demonstrates the next step of ‘Sex 101’. The dancer pumped gently Kyungsoo’s wet cock and spread the bubble of precum on its slit to lubricate the whole. Kyungsoo gasped in return but later raised his hips to meet Jongin’s expert hands. Whilst on the middle of pumping Kyungsoo’s shaft, Jongin took the chance to try something. Jongin sucked on one of Kyungsoo’s balls and did he feel Kyungsoo tense up. He knew the singer’s close but is just holding back, but being a good boyfriend(?) he is, he wanted Kyungsoo to release it. So what he did is, he played with the balls in his mouth and pumped Kyungsoo harder. Kyungsoo, quite literally on the other hand, could already feel himself tense up; his feet going numb and the pool in his stomach almost bursting, with the extreme sensations Jongin’s letting him feel. “I—I will… come… J—Jongin.” It’s the magic words Jongin’s waiting as he smirked while pleasuring the older. “Then come.” And like an order, Kyungsoo obeyed and came hard, spilling his seed into Jongin’s hands, while the rest spurted on his face, chest, and stomach. But fuck if they’re done like that. Kyungsoo thought about it and even though he’s still panting and convulsing from the aftershocks, he pulled Jongin by his hair and even before he could even speak, he kissed him hard and switched their positions so now he’s on top. Recessive dominant he is. “I won’t let you down Jongin-ah.” He smirked as he wiped the leftover cum on his cheek and licked it making Jongin moan with the scene unfolding before him; Kyungsoo did the same to the others until he’s less sticky. “Enjoying my little show, huh?” Jongin smirked with the question and looked at Kyungsoo seductively. “Very.” And by the time he laid his head back in the pillow again, Kyungsoo worked on pleasuring Jongin by deepthroating the dancer which made him into a moaning mess, more than what he was earlier. Fuck the gentle, motherly Kyungsoo was driven out of the mansion and was replaced by the sexy beast he is now. Kyungsoo’s already hard again when he felt utterly contented on how wet Jongin is. This is it Kyungsoo. Fighting! The singer left the hard, wet, and delicious-looking—and tasting-cock with a loud ‘pop!’ as he returned to exchange another heated battle of tongues as he slowly lays himself on the side and straddling Jongin with his legs. Jongin got the clue on what Kyungsoo wanted and positioned himself inside the singer’s pink, puckering entrance. “Are you ready Kyung-ah?” Jongin asked the singer as he wiped the damp sweat on Kyungsoo’s forehead. He’s nervous. He lovingly kissed Kyungsoo’s lips and forehead. “P—Please Jongin… make love to me now.” Kyungsoo said through gritted tears as fear of pain starts to consume him and make him regret his decision. Jongin then complied to Kyungsoo and nodded, kissing the other’s forehead once again. “I will take this slow Kyung-ah. I love you.” And with that, he entered Kyungsoo. He immediately kissed the singer to avert his attention from the pain that he’s about to feel when he’s fully inside. “AHHHHHHHH~!!!!” Jongin made almost half of his cock inside Kyungsoo’s tight, hot hole when the latter felt the first throng of pain. Unfortunately, the kissing couldn’t put his mind off of it. Jongin halted and let the singer adjust to the uncomfortable feeling inside him. It took Kyungsoo a minute or two before he slightly circled his hips signaling Jongin to continue. The dancer thought it would be better if he would stay on Kyungsoo’s sweet spot as he’s taking him. And boy was he right. “Fuck! You’re big!” Was all Kyungsoo said after being fully filled with Jongin. Cries of pain turned into moans of pleasure as Jongin repeatedly attacked his sweet spot as he’s pushing his dick inside Kyungsoo. Jongin smiled at the compliment and lick Kyungsoo’s sweet spot one more time before returning to his swollen lips. Kyungsoo felt himself adjusted to Jongin’s large size and arched his hips slightly as a go sign for Jongin. Jongin happily complied to the green light and started to thrust himself in and out of Kyungsoo. The dancer slowly pulls himself then pushes again feeling the tightness that surrounds his cock. “Argh! J—Jong—Ahhhh! Faster!” Jongin obeyed Kyungsoo this time and sped up his pace as he repositioned himself, and boy did he hit Kyungsoo’s most sensitive spot. “Ahhhhhh! Right t—there! Ahhhhh!” Kyungsoo writhed and squeeled beneath Jongin as he rabidly abused his prostate, combined with the quick and deep thrusts the dancer’s doing. It took Kyungsoo some time before he felt the pooling in his stomach again. Jongin felt the ring of muscles clench around his cock and he knew Kyungsoo’s close to his second orgasm. He thrusted Kyungsoo’s cock meeting the rhythm of his propulsions; flicking his wrists as he jam deep and hard inside Kyungsoo’s ass. “J—Jongin… I’m coming…” And with a deep thrust that hit Kyungsoo’s prostate bull’s eye, Kyungsoo came hard on Jongin’s hands as Jongin felt the unearthly sensation squeeze his cock and he came even harder deep inside Kyungsoo that some of it leaked from his hole. Jongin’s still inside Kyungsoo as he convulses wildly from coming the hardest and most laborious experience he ever had. Both Kyungsoo and Jongin shared another kiss before the dancer pulled out his limp cock out of Kyungsoo’s sore ass. Both are panting from the most wonderful sex they will both surely remember. “I love you Kyungsoo-ah.” Jongin pecked Kyungsoo’s forehead as the latter scooted closer to the boy beside him. “I love you too, Jongin-ah.” Kyungsoo returned the kiss but because of the height difference, contented himself on just kissing Jongin’s nose instead; making Jongin chuckle on his hyung’s adorableness. They stayed like that a little longer before Jongin stood up and went to the bathroom to clean himself. But unfortunately… “ARGH! WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK! I CAN’T STAND JONGIN!” But unfortunately, for Kyungsoo who had just experienced this the first time, he jolted to stand from his lying position only to be stopped by a painfully sore feeling from his behind that shook up to his core. Jongin heard Kyungsoo and immediately went to see Kyungsoo’s problem, and boy did he forgot Kyungsoo would be totally, extremely sore. He returned to the bathroom and scooped a generous amount of petroleum jelly and tissue to wipe Kyungsoo’s remains and to somehow diminish the stinging pain on his ass. The singer didn’t hesitate to turn on his back after the dancer’s done wiping him clean and proceeded to put ointment and petroleum jelly on his sore ass. After he’s done, Jongin dressed himself and Kyungsoo on their pajamas and helped to move Kyungsoo so he could lay on his side. Kyungsoo rested his head on Jongin’s arms that surrounds his slender frame and felt himself comfortable there. Just like the old times. “I don’t know you would be that vocal Kyung-ah…” Jongin smiled reminiscing how vocal Kyungsoo is, past thirty minutes ago. Kyungsoo on the other hand felt himself blush and be embarrassed on how he acted earlier. “Y—yah! And who’s the one being so expert on this knowing he is a virgin?! Huh!” Kyungsoo scoffed but Jongin find that one cute so he pinched Kyungsoo’s cheek earning a smack in the head. “Correction Kyungsoo: We were virgins. Word choice, were. Verb tense, past.” “Touché.” And they heartily laugh on the fact that, yes, they were virgins. “But my ass’s still fucking sore Jongin!” And boy did I forget to mention innocent, cute, squishy Kyungsoo umma hasn’t returned? Well, I’m sure you’ll love them both! ----END