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When did it all start?
Jay was sure that this was the question that fit almost every situation in some way. Maybe in the medical sense, where the doctor would ask the patient when the symptoms had started. Or in an investigation or- maybe in business? Couple therapy? Science?
Or just… when did he start to desire to bottom for someone?
Jay laid on his back, staring at the ceiling, his sheets tangled around his legs. The clock glowed 3:17 AM but he was restless. He knew that he should at least try to sleep since tomorrow- well, today, now- was full of training and he shouldn't be slacking off.
But… he just couldn't.
He couldn't pinpoint it because there was no single date and no, yes, this was the moment.
The roles had settled as soon as they had started to engage with each other, to put it slightly. It was natural for them. Most of them had prior experience with men already, so they knew what they wanted and so everyone had found their place and been happy. Ni-ki and Jake had taken on the roles of their bottoms, while Jungwon and Sunoo decided whenever they wanted and however they wanted. And he and Sunghoon were the tops. Or, well, suppose to be.
It was supposed to be perfect.
So why was he lying here now?
His mind drifted, as it always did, to that night. It had been Sunghoon's idea because of course it was.
‘Jay-ssi’, he had drawled while draping himself over his shoulder, whispering into his ear like a little devil. ‘Jakey's feeling a bit needy tonight. Let's make it a proper party, mhm?’
And while this definitely wasn't their threesome- it was really a miracle how it was only three of them- something about seeing Jake already naked and eager on this bed, his elegant back curved into an inviting arch and his little cock dripping onto the sheets, had changed a fundamental thing in his brain, he was sure of it.
While Sunghoon had ‘called dips on his ass!’ he had gotten jake’s mouth, which he was more than happy with. He remembered that he already showered that night, and with a blow job he might have gotten away with a quick wipe down.
But something… something was off.
Everytime he had heard Jake moan, all breathy and high, he felt a little more wrong. He had no idea why, but seeing his ass ripple and his body sway with the force of their thrusts just had sat wrong in his mind. Because in his mind, it had been wrong. Jake had been in the wrong position.
It was like a splinter in their perfect arrangement, one that he couldn't pull out no matter how hard he searched for it under his skin.
And so, he did the only logical thing he could do and had started to pull away.
Not from everyone, of course. He even did try really hard to not let his feelings get in the way of their friendship outside of the bedroom. But he did stop having sex with the younger man just so he didn't have to lay awake at night and wonder what the fuck was bothering him.
But one night… the night just shifted.
The scene warped and morphed behind his closed eyes, until he felt soft sheets under his back in his head, and when he opened his eyes once more, it was Jake looking down at him. It had taken him a good second to notice what was going on, why his body was rocking back and forth.
But when the dream-him looked down, he didnt see his cock disappear into the younger man. No, he saw the younger man’s cock disappear into him.
He didn't want to just fuck Jake.
He wanted to be fucked by Jake.
The thought had made him sit up in bed.
Well, that had given him a sleepless night again, and this time it was for a different reason. The next morning he had tried to act normal but even looking in the direction of the younger man had made him flush. So he didn't. For his own sake, he started to distance himself more.
When they all cuddled together he had to make sure that Jake wasn't in direct contact with him in anyway because somehow his body just knew and his dick knew even better. Did he feel bad? Sure. But Jake hadn’t seemed to notice. He was still bubbly and happy and all that. He still gave him hugs, said good morning and asked how his day was.
Just the energy from his side was usually lacking.
The tipping point had been when they all kind of fucked around in one big group, with Ni-ki sucking him off while he watched Jungwon and Sunoo wrestle for who got to be on top. But just as he got close to his orgasm, Sunghoon had physically dragged the younger man away by his hips and flipped him over like a pancake.
When Jake- who had meant only the best- had then crawled over and took his cock in his mouth, his body had decided to do something that he was not proud of.
His dick, who had been hard and eager, had just gone from a raging boner to a flaccid, sad shape in a matter of seconds. What made it worse was that Jake had seen him hard and felt him get fucking soft as soon as he had touched his cock with his mouth.
He had wanted to evaporate on the spot at that moment.
Sadly he didn't.
And so he had the awkward situation of gently pushing the younger man away while smiling sheepishly and embarrassed and acting like he didnt know what the fuck just had happened. Which he did, but he would rather die than tell Jake that to his face.
Jake had looked hurt enough, like a kicked puppy and it had been clear that he thought he did something wrong. Which was a massive lie. His mouth was talented and heavenly at best and fantastic at worst.
But it wasn't right for Jay.
Oh, how he wished it was. But so he had been stuck watching the rest of the guys finish since he couldn't get it up again and then slinked away to lick his wounds in the bathroom.
Later on at night there was a knock on his door and since he wasn't interested in talking with anyone since he felt shitty enough at the moment, the person had come in anyway. Because said person had been Jake.
''Hyung? Did I... do something wrong?''
''No'', Jay had said quickly. ''I'm just tired. It's been a long day.''
Jake's inched closer, and he knew what he wanted as he reached for the blanket covering his crotch. ''I can keep going… I'll make you feel good.''
''Jakey, stop.''
Jake's hand fell away and his face crumpled like wet paper. Jay’s heart sank as he watched the younger man’s eyes start to water. ''What's wrong with me? Am I- am I not good enough?''
''Jake, it's not-''
''Then what is it?'' His voice cracked. ''Ni-ki had you hard and I... I can't even get you up it’s- What did I do?''
Jay’s throat closed, and he sat up. As much as he wanted to tell the other the truth it was just… stuck inside of him. He was ashamed and embarrassed and just because he couldnt figure out his shit, Jake now felt bad.
''I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm not better. I'll- I'll go.'' Tears spilled down Jake's cheeks and Jay was helpless to watch them drop down like crystals over his ruby cheeks.
''No.'' Jay grabbed his wrist. ''Don't.''
Jake still tried to pull away, but Jay held firm. Maybe it was a bit unfair, since he used his whole body weight to cling to the other. It was pathetic. And it was even more pathetic as his own tears started to roll down his face.
He hated crying. And he especially hated crying infront of others.
It managed to make Jake freeze, atleast. ''Hyung...?''
But Jay couldn't answer. At some point, he had tugged at the younger man's arm and made him sit down onto the bed before climbing into his lap, burying his face in the crook of the neck there. It felt right, like this. But he still couldn't stop crying, so they had kind of just sat there clinging to each other and sobbing on his bed.
His knees were digging on either side of Jake’s thighs into the mattress and he had managed to wrap both arms around his torso. He was taller than the younger, so he looked a bit awkward folded up like this. But for some reason he had felt fragile on there. Smaller, but also protected.
But, of course his body couldn't let him have nice things these days. It had been a bother when he couldnt keep his boner away while around Jake in the living space, but now it wa really a fucking bad timing.
He tried to shift his hips, but since he had decided to climb onto the younger man’s lap, he had his crotch pressed directly over his stomach. Fuck.
He feels Jake tense for a good second, the hand on his back stilling and he holds his breath.
''Hyung…''
Jake’s voice sounds awful, all scraped raw from his crying. He pulls back, just enough to look at Jay. The older nearly gasps. Jake’s eyes are all puffy and red rimmed, his cheeks flushed and his lips bitten red. He looked both sad and absolutely sinful.
''Do you want me to suck you off?''
Is that what Jake thinks this is?
Jay climbed into his lap, cried in his arms and Jake thinks it's like a transaction? What if the younger thought that he needed to make whatever he thinks he did wrong with some sexual favors?
That wretched fresh sob out of Jay's chest and he felt his face scrunch up ugly, the tears coming harder and faster. He shakes his head violently and craves burying it back against Jake’s shoulder.
''No… no, no…''
Jake flinches hard, and his hands fly up, palms open. His heart hurts as he realizes that the younger tries to shift Jay off his lap by pushing at his hips.
''I'm sorry. Fuck, I'm sorry, Hyung. I thought- you're hard, I thought you needed- I didn't mean to assume. I'll stop. I'll- ''
''No.''
Jay clings to him, arms tightening around Jake's neck like some sort of sloth. He refuses to let Jake push him away like this. He has had enough. ''Don't you fucking dare leave me right now.''
Jake freezes, both hurt and confusion filling his face.
And that’s when he realizes he needs Jake to understand. He cannot keep hurting them both like this. But his voice is gone, drowned by the relentless ache in his chest. So he does the next best thing and he shows him.
Jay's hand slides shakily down his own side until he finds the younger man’s hand and takes Jake's wrist gently. Jake's skin is warm there and he can feel his pulse racing under the thin skin.
Jay guides his hand lower with his, slipping Jake's fingers under the waistband of his shorts. The younger man's knuckles brush Jay's bare skin there and he shivers.
But no. Focus.
He presses Jake's palm flat against his ass, and as he tries to let go, he forces Jay’s hand to squeeze it, fingers sinking into the soft meat there. Jake inhales sharply as he does this, his fingers flexing instinctively against the curve.
Jake's eyes search his and as he doesn't do anything to move him and even pulls his own hand back to leave only the other’s, he slowly moves. He cups Jay's ass cheek fully while his thumb traces down, dipping into the cleft in a soft, explorative pressure and Jay shivers. No one has ever touched him there. His other hand comes up to cradle the back of Jay's head to tangle his fingers into his hair.
''Is this… what you wanted?'' Jake's voice is barely a breath.
''Yes.'' The word comes out with a sob. ''Yes. Fuck, yes.''
And that had been that.
Their first time had followed only two days later while everyone else was out drinking at a bar, and he had convinced the others he was feeling a bit under the weather and Jake was taking care of him. And well… he was taking care of him. Just in a different way than the others thought.
Jay had googled everything that he needed to do, because despite having four people around him who bottomed on a regular basis he refused to go to anyone to ask. So, a reddit deep dive had been the answer and what he had found both terrified him and excited him. Prepping, cleaning out, eating lots of fiber, not eating too much before bottoming, shaving… he never even noticed how much work bottoms had to put in for sex.
Cleaning out had been the most terrifying thing he had ever done by a long shot- and thank fuck- Jake had put him his anal shower onto the counter of the bathroom the morning when everyone was gone, wordlessly. Jay had been embarrassed enough, and so he had checked the lock twice to make sure it was really locked before he had started.
The sensation had been so alien and strangely invasive, he nearly had dropped the thing into the toilet. The first time he had gotten the water a bit too warm, the second time too cold and by the end he felt like goldy locks when he finally found the right temperature.
It had taken him about a full hour just to clean out and by the end his stomach had been cramping. After that, he decided to shower and shave his ass for the first time in his entire life, which had been… and experience. After he had nicked himself- but got smooth results, he checked in the mirror- he swore to himself to ask Jake who his waxer was. He was not doing that again.
Well, afterwards he also trimmed his pubic hair and then lathered himself in his favourite shampoo. He was nervous, to say it short, and this helped alot.
Well, it had helped until he was laying on his back below Jake on his back atleast.
Jake's hair was wet, too, and it was dripping onto Jay's chest. A single droplet slid down his nose and splashed onto Jay's collarbone and he couldn't help but shiver.
''Are you sure?'' Jake asked for the fourth time.
He was trembling, his whole body taunt like he was afraid he could drop his weight and crush Jay like a pancake. Jay reached up and cupped Jake's cheek, his thumb tracing the ridge of his cheekbone and catching a stray tear that had escaped down Jake's temple. The salt was warm on his fingertip.
He had no idea when Jake had started crying, but he was sure that he was crying too.
''I've never been more sure of anything in my life, Jakey.''
And Jake's eyes squeezed shut and another tear slipped free but he leaned into Jay's palm, pressing a shaky kiss to the center of it.
''But I'm- '' Jake stopped and wallowed so hard that his throat bobbed visibly. ''You've seen it. You know how small I am. I don't understand why you would want this. I don't understand why you'd want me out of everyone to-''
Jay pulled him down by the neck and crashed their mouths together to shut up his ramble. The kiss wasnt his best, since they were both too desperate and their nerves a bit fried, but it worked and he felt the younger man melting into it.
When they broke apart they were both panting harshly into each other's face.
''Because I want you, Jake. Not your dick.'' Jay's own eyes were burning. ''I care about this.'' He pressed his hand flat against Jake's chest, right over his rabbiting heart. ''I care about you. So stop asking if I'm sure please, it fucking kills my boner.''
Jake stared at him, his bottom lip was trembling and a fresh wave of tears spilled over, drip dropping onto Jay's lips.
''Okay'', he whispered. ''Okay.''
Jake pulled back a bit as he reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand which Jay had placed there earlier. While he didn't use it on his ass, he either used it to jerk off or incase he got a surprise visit. The bottle was half-full and rapidly emptying ashe squeezed a generous amount onto his hand. He rubbed his fingers together to warm it, his eyes never leaving Jay's.
''Tell me if anything hurts'', Jake murmured. ''Tell me if you want to stop.''
''I will.''
And then Jay spread his legs wider and Jake shifted lower, settling between Jay's thighs. His hand hovered near Jay's entrance, hesitant still.
''Can I- ?''
''Please.''
Jake's first finger pressed in slowly and the lube made it slick, easy but Jay let out a shuddering breath anyway. Jake's finger was small, but the feeling of being opened sent both an unsure feeling and a wave of heat though his gut.
''Good?'' Jake's voice was a whisper.
''S’ good… keep going.''
Jake fingered him with one finger for a while, then pulled out until only the tip remained and then added a second finger, scissoring them gently inside. The stretch was a sweet burn that felt strange. He knew that the younger was suppose to find his prostate, but he didnt want to destroy the moment by asking for it. Jake's forehead pressed to Jay's thigh, his breath hot and uneven.
''You're so tight, hyung.''
Jay's hand found Jake's hair again, stroking him gently and letting the younger man nuzzle him. ''More. Gimme more.''
And Jake obeyed and added his third finger. He worked them in even more slowly. But when they were inside, he started curling them until he found the spot that made Jay gasp and buck his hips. Then Jake's thumb pressed against his perineum and Jay's vision went white for a moment.
''Fuck, Jake- ''
''Yeah?'' Jake's voice cracked. ''That's the spot?''
''Yes. Fuck. Yes.''
Jake kept working him open, his fingers sliding in and out with wet, obscene sounds. He added more lube, coating his fingers before pushing deeper. In his eyes, he added too much lube, since it was already dripping down the crack of his ass onto the sheet. But he didn't mind. If it was Jake, he could dump the whole body in his hole.
After a while of torturiously avoiding his prostate, and Jay’s cock dribbling pre cum onto his stomach Jake spoke up again.
''Are you ready?''
''Ready.'' Jay answered.
Jake pulled his fingers out slowly. He reached for the lube again, coating his own cock. The sight of it was… small. But Jay already knew that. It was three inches at most- which was probably already a stretch- uncut, hard and curved slightly to the left and slick with lube.
Jake looked down at himself. Then at Jay. His expression was unsure, his bottom lip jutting out adorably.
''You really want me to fuck you with this?''
He took Jake's face in both hands, thumbs wiping away his tears and he looked as deep as he could into Jake's eyes without crawling inside of them himself.
''Don't make me beg please.''
Jake let out a broken laugh and then he leaned in and kissed Jay. The first press of Jake's cock against his entrance was gentle, but he still had to focus on controlling his breathing to not tense up. In, and out, in, and out. Jake's hand was on Jay's hip, steadying him and then he pushed in slowly, his eyes locked on Jay's face like a hawk.
''Okay?'' Jake breathed.
''Okay.'' Jay whispered back.
The fullness was… different. It was similar to Jake’s three fingers, probably not much more of a stretch than they were. It was subtle, a gentle pressure that radiated warmth through his core. Jake slid in to the hilt, his hips flush against Jay's ass and then paused.
''You're inside me...'' Jay said, his voice breaking. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the place they were joined. It was like in his dream.
''I'm inside you'', Jake repeated, wonder in his tone.
They stayed like that for a moment, breathing together and then Jake leaned down and pressed a kiss to Jay's forehead, his nose and his lips.
''Move.'' Jay whispered, as the arousal in his gut started to be too much.
Jake started to rock his hips. The pace was slow, each thrust a careful push that sent ripples of pleasure through Jay's body. Jake's cock wasn't long but it still hit his prostate so well that it made his toes curl and his back arch up gently.
''You feel so good'', Jake murmured against his ear. ''So tight. S’ hot- Fuck, Jay.''
Jay wrapped his legs around Jake's waist and the angle changed, and Jake's cock pressed even harder into his prostate. Jay cried out, his hands clutching the sheets.
''Right there- mhm- right there- ''
Jake focused on that spot, grinding his hips in small circles instead of thrusting in and out and giving him time to breathe in between the waves of pleasure. The friction was maddening, the heat building in Jay's gut way too fast. It was overwhelming, too much and fucking good.
''Come for me'', Jake whimpered. ''Wanna feel you come around my cock, hyung.''
Jay's hand flew to his own cock, but Jake caught his wrist and he let out a small whine. While he read that some people could come handsfree, he didnt want to do everything in one night.
''Let me.''
Jake's hand wrapped around Jay's length for him, stroking him in perfect timing with his thrusts. The pace was unhurried and Jay looked up at Jake, at his trembling lips, his eyes full of awe and the sight broke something inside him.
He came with a cry and a harsh shudder, his release spilling over Jake's fingers, his body clenching around Jake's cock. Jake made a wounded noise at the sudden tightness and followed him over moments later, his hips jerking through the aftershocks.
And Jay smiled up at Jake, before hooking an arm over his neck and pulling him down for a kiss again.
It was perfect.
And that was how they ended up here, with ‘here’ beeing their shared living room. Normally, neither of them would have dared to make any move of even hinting to the fact that Jake was topping him in private since Jay was terrified of beeing found out- and maybe a bit thrill seeking- and so, normally neither of them would have done this.
It had started out innocent enough, with both of them cuddling under a blanket and watching some movies. About half way in the first movie their hands had wandered, and wandered, and wandered until they had ended up dry humping against each other. That had turned into Jay laying on his tummy with his sweatpants pooling around his knees with Jake rutting his cock between his ass cheeks, and that had turned into Jake having two fingers in his ass.
Jay groaned, pushing his hips back up. ''Jakey…''
''Yes, hyung?'' The younger man was draped over his back while he worked, his breath warm against his ear.
''Hurry up.''
Jake was beeing mean on purpose, and he knew it. He was two fingers, knuckle-deep inside and he was avoiding his prostate on purpose. His prostate, which had become his new favorite spot after the first time.
Jay had even started to touch it on his own whenever he jerked off, and his orgasms had gotten even better. He was also this close to buying a small toy, like a prostate massager just so he would have his two hands for his cock.
And Jake knew that. He knew how much he liked it and he didn't touch it on purpose.
''Breathe, Jongseong'', the younger man breathed out. ''You're clenching.''
''Well, it’s been a while.'' He hisses back. He hated how much of a needy bottom he had turned into, but it has been three whole days without Jake fucking him and he felt fucking pent up.
It’s like beeing a horny teenager all over again…
Still, Jay obeyed and took a deep breath, pushed out lightly and willed his body to relax again. Jake’s fingers rewarded him with a deeper push, the lube squelching loudly. Jay's cock was hard, aching and leaking against the couch below. The friction of the cushion beneath him was torture and every shift of Jake's fingers sent a pulse of heat through his body, but it wasn't enough.
Jake's fingers withdrew to the rim, then pushed back in very slowly. The rhythm was maddening. The fullness was perfect, as he had found out that he liked Jake’s cock so much because it was so small probably- but the absence of that specific pressure was torture. Jay's prostate throbbed, swollen and neglected and he imagined it looking really sad whenever Jake passed it.
And then he circled it.
God, he circled it.
Jake's fingertips pressed into the soft tissue around the prostate and Jay's whole body locked up. The sensation was so close and against his will his hips tried to fuck back onto Jake's fingers.
''There'', Jay gasped. ''Right there-''
Jake's fingers pulled away.
''No- fuck- Jakey- ''
''Not yet.''
God, he was fucking mean today.
He knew that Jake was trying out how he wanted to be a dom, and it was sometimes how when he was a bit mean to him, but Jay was fucking pent up.
''Jake. Please. I'm ready.''
''You'll tell me when you're ready.''
''I'm telling you now.''
Jake's fingers curled, just lightly, just a fucking whisper of pressure against his prostate. But even this send a bolt of lightning though him, and he let out a long moan, a shudder running through his locked muscles.
''Fuck- yes- ''
But Jake's fingers pulled back and the pressure vanished again.
''Not yet'', Jake repeated, but he sounded as desperate as he was. ''I want you begging.''
But Jay was already begging. ''I am begging. I'm on my knees. Please. Just- fuck me. I can't take this-''
Then Jake pulled his fingers out abruptly, making him whine. His hole clenched around nothing, and suddenly wanted Jake’s cruel fingers back. It was better than nothing.
But then he heard the click of the lube bottle and felt Jake shift behind him. Then the head of Jake's cock pressed against his slick entrance.
''You feel that?'' Jake asked, his voice thick. ''You ready?''
''Yes. Yes.''
And for a few minutes after that, it had been perfect. Jake's hips were snapping forward, maybe a bit fast and jerky, hitting his prostate seven times out of ten. Jay had been floating, his body loose and his mind blissfully blank. He knew that he was going to come like this. Soon. His cock was drooling pre-cum onto the cushion beneath him, a wet patch spreading under his hips and he made a mental note to clean up before the others came home.
Whale fucking on the common spaces wasnt forbidden or anything, they wanted to keep it clean.
And then the rhythm changed.
The fast, short hammering stopped and a slow, rolling thrust that pressed directly against his prostate took its place.
Jay's breath stuttered before a long moan slipped from his lips, breathy and broken. He pushed his hips back, meeting the thrust and chasing that perfect pressure. God. God. This felt fucking good. He closed his eyes and started nuzzling his face into the couch cushion, enjoying how it smelled like a mix of all of them. The fabric was rough against his cheek, damp with sweat. He didn't care.
He felt his muscles slowly unclench, one by one and the stress that he had no idea he had leave his body slowly until he melted into a puddle into the couch. Jake was always so rough with his fucking, which wasnt bad, dont get him wrong, but due to his smaller side he had to actually aim pretty well to hit his sweet spot, which often felt like someone shoved a dull knife up there.
But now with those slow and nice thrusts that were more of a grinding circle than anything, Jake’s cockhead stayed perfectly in place, only moving in small movements and sending waves and waves of pleasure though his body.
Normally he would have been embarrassed how leaky he got when that special little spot got enough attention, but maybe later. He couldnt bring himself to it when he was getting treated so well.
''Sunghoon…''
Jay's eyes snapped open.
What?
For a moment, his brain refused to process. Sunghoon? Sunghoon wasn't here. Sunghoon was gone with the others, drinking or shopping or- Sunghoon wasn't here.
Then why the fuck was Jake moaning his name while he was buried inside Jay?
Jay turned his head.
And the world tilted.
Sunghoon was there.
Sunghoon was there.
He was kneeling behind Jake on the couch, his body pressed flush against Jake's back. One hand was wrapped around Jake's hip while the other hand was splayed across Jake's chest, holding him steady. And his own hips were moving in a slow, deliberate grind against Jake's ass.
It almost was- like he was controlling the pace.
Sunghoon's hips pushed forward, grinding Jake's cock deeper into Jay all while Jake's body was just a vessel, just the middle part that was used as a tool.
Jay's brain short-circuited.
He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. His throat was too tight and his lung felt like all the air just left him. His eyes were already glazing over, wetness pricking at the corners.
Sunghoon had seen everything.
The secret that he had kept for so long. He doesn't even know why hes so embarrassed. It was probably fine, but in his head it still felt wrong. They all knew and saw him as a top (besides Jake) and now Sungoon had seen Jay spreading his legs for Jake and he had seen Jay moaning and drooling and pushing back onto a cock that was in his ass.
Sunghoon's eyes met Jay's and he gives him a smirk. ''It's alright, Hyung'', Sunghoon said, his voice smooth as silk. ''Don't be bothered by me… you're doing so good, letting our Jakey here hump you with his little cock and pretending it feels good.''
He leaned down, pressing a small kiss to Jake's cheek. Jake had wailed as soon as the words had left the man’s mouth, his hips stuttering, but Sunghoon's hand held him steady and forced his hips to continue even if his body went slack.
''It feeds his ego, doesn't it?'' Sunghoon continued, his voice dripping with mock sympathy. ''Feeling so big and strong... with such a little cock, mhm?''
His hand trailed from his chest down Jake's stomach, fingers ghosting over the small patch of hair above the younger man’s crotch, splaying his fingers left and right of his cock.
''Can't even fuck you well, the useless little thing'', Sunghoon whispered, but they were both so dead silent that they heard it. ''I had to step in and end this pathetic display.''
Jay's mouth hung open, but the loud moan doesn't come from him but from Jake. The younger man had turned as red as a tomato, blush spreading all the way down to his chest, but he didnt only look embarrassed… but also turned on.
His eyes were all glazed over, and Jay had watched him getting fucked enough times that this wa a sign that he was beginning to drop into subspace.
Was he enjoying Sunghoon beeing mean to him?
But Sunghoon just smiled, slow and wicked, and pushed Jake's hips forward, making his twitching cock grind onto his prostate, and it made Jay's head fall forward, a moan tearing from his throat.
Sunghoon's smirk widened against Jake's cheek. ''That's it'', he murmured, his voice cutting through the air like a blade. ''Let hyung hear how much you love hearing how useless your cock is.''
His hand left Jay's hip and slid up Jake's stomach, fingers trailing lazily over sweat-slicked skin until he found a nipple, rubbed his thumb across it once, twice, and then pinched it harshly.
''You call that fucking?'' Sunghoon hissed, twisting the tender bud between his fingers. ''You had him right where you wanted him, and you cant even make him come in the easiest position. Fucking pathetic.''
Jake's entire body seized and a broken, high-pitched cry tore from his throat, and he came immediately as a violent, sudden orgasm that wracked his frame. His hips slammed forward once, twice, grinding his cock as deep as it could go into Jay, and then he was shuddering, twitching and then the hot rush of his cum was flooding Jay's insides.
Jay felt every pulse as Jake's cock throbbed inside him, softening quickly, leaving Jay stretched and full and completely unfulfilled. He hadn't been close. Not even a little. His own arousal throbbed relentlessly, thick and aching, drooling onto the couch cushion beneath him.
Jake's sounds shifted entirely. The former deeper moans were ogne, and in their place was his usual needy and broken sounds. A string of breathless whimpers spilled from his lips, his body trembling through the aftershocks.
Sunghoon laughed as he watched the other come down from his orgasm. ''And there it goes. Wasted in one pathetic spurt. Completely fucking useless.'' He ran his hand through Jake's hair in a mockery of tenderness. ''Can't even fuck someone right without me holding your hand.''
Jake whimpered as his cock slipped free, leaving Jay empty and leaking, a trail of cum trickling down his inner thigh.
Sunghoon patted Jake's flank. ''Go lay down on your back. I'll take care of Jay-hyung since you obviously can't.''
Jake, pliant and overwhelmed, obeyed without a word. He crawled off the couch before laying down onto it once more, this time infront of him, his chest heaving, his eyes glassy and distant.
Jay was repositioned. He was pushed forward until he was on his hands and knees, his head hanging between Jake's parted legs so this time, Sunghoon was able to settle behind him.
Jay's heart hammered and suddenly a wave of cold anxiety crashed over him. He had never let anyone but Jake see this. Touch this. Be behind him like this. What if Sunghoon found it weird? What if he hadn't shaved well enough? What if-
A warm palm smoothed over his ass cheek as Sunghoon spread him open, exposing the slick, reddened hole, making the cool air hit it.
''Oh, baby'', Sunghoon breathed, his voice dropping to a low purr. ''You don't even look like you just got fucked.''
His thumb pressed against the rim, circling it slowly in favor of gathering the mess of lube and Jake's spent cum. He pressed in just slightly, just enough to make Jay gasp.
''If it weren't for this little load dripping out of you'', Sunghoon continued, his thumb dragging through the wetness, ''no one would ever know.''
Both he and Jake whimpered at that.
Jay pressed his hips back, pushing into Sunghoon's touch in hopes that the younger man wouldnt make him beg for it. As hot as it had been to watch Jake whine and beg… he wasn't sure if he was ready for that one yet.
Sunghoon leaned down, his chest pressing against Jay's back until his lips were brushing the shell of his ear.
''Alright?''
Jay nodded, a bit stiffly. His eyes were fixed on Jake below him, who was watching them both with half-lidded eyes.
Sunghoon didn't move. ''What do you say when you want it to stop?''
Jay swallowed, his throat dry suddenly. ''Yellow'', he whispered, his voice cracking. ''To slow down and red… to stop.''
Sunghoon's hand came down on his flank in a solid, grounding pat. Then he pressed a kiss to Jay's cheek in a surprising softness in the gesture.
''Good boy.''
Sunghoon kind of made a show of it. He took his time, letting the silence stretch, letting Jay feel the weight of his gaze. The younger man's hand left Jay's flank and traced a slow path down his spine, fingertips dragging over each vertebra, like he was counting them.
''Poor Jay Hyung'', Sunghoon cooed. ''Look at you, laid out so sweetly… and Jake couldn't even get you there.'' He tsked, shaking his head. ''How sad is that? You are already nice enough to let him fuck you and he left you hanging. Greedy little thing, cumming before his bottom.''
Jay's breath hitched and his hands clenched into fists, his head but still he could make out Jake’s expression.
''Don't we always make you cum so well?'' Sunghoon continued, his tone turning sharp. ''We take care of you, make you cum your little brains out'' He leaned down, his lips brushing the shell of Jay's ear. ‘‘And this is how you leave the only man that will ever let you stick your cock inside of him?''
Jake whimpered. A small, broken sound. ''M’ sorry.'' he breathes, his voice barely audible.
Sunghoon's head snapped up. ''Don't say sorry to me.'' His voice cracks almost like a whip. ''Apologise to Jay Hyung.''
Jake's eyes found Jay's, and the younger man’s lips trembled like he was about to cry. ''M’ sorry'', he whispered, looking up with pleading eyes at. ''I'm so sorry, Jay.''
AndJay is not ashamed to say that his dick twitched at that. He couldn't help it. The way Jake's voice broke… it went straight to his cock, and he hated how much he loved it.
Sunghoon grinned. Jay could feel it against his ear.
''Good boy.'' he murmured, and then his fingers were there against his rim.
He started with two, the slickness of lube and Jake's cooling cum made it easy. Sunghoon pushed in without resistance, sinking both digits to the knuckle in one smooth, wet slide. Jay gasped, his back arching, his hole clenching around the intrusion.
''Oh, would you look at that'', Sunghoon said, his voice amused. ''As useless as his little load is, it makes great lube.'' He scissored his fingers, spreading Jay open, and a thick ribbon of white slid out, trailing down his perineum before hanging off his balls. ''He used a lot of lube, didn't he? Atleast he learned that.'' He twisted his wrist, curling his fingers, searching the walls. ''But that was the only thing he did right tonight.''
Jay moaned, his hips pushing back, seeking more and then Sunghoon's fingers found his prostate, pressing down hard, and Jay's vision went white for a second.
''Jake, look at him'', Sunghoon said, his tone cruel. ''Watch how your hyung takes my fingers. I bet that’s more of a reaction with my two fingers than your little cock could ever make him do.'' He scissored again, wider this time, and Jay's breath stuttered. ''You're useless, Jake. Completely, utterly useless. But at least you're good for something… you got him so nice and wet for me.''
Jake whimpered again, but he didn't look away. His eyes were fixed on Jay in an almost unsettling manner, if his eyes weren't completely glazed over, his spent cock twitching in pathetic sympathy. Jay knew subspace when he saw one, and it was astonishing that Sunghoon had managed to get Jake there in a matter of minutes.
Sunghoon's other hand came down on Jay's ass in a short but sharp slap that made him jolt. ''Don't worry, Hyung'', he purred, working his fingers deeper. ''I'll take care of you. I'll fill you up properly and I'll make sure you cum so hard you forget that useless little bottom ever touched you.''
Sunghoon's fingers were relentless, working Jay open with slow thrusts. There were three now, buried deep, curling and spreading, stretching him wider and wieder with every twist of his wrist. Jay's breath came in short, sharp gasps, his forehead dropping further and further, his body trembling with the effort of holding still. The stretch burned, but it was also good. So good. He could feel himself loosening up like Sunghoon was unlocking something inside him.
And then Sunghoon stopped. The younger man pulled his fingers out slowly, letting Jay feel every inch of the exit, and leaned down over him.
''Do you want it to burn a bit, Jay Hyung?'' He asked that question quietly and soft, really near his ear. ''Or do you want me to use a fourth finger first to stretch you out properly before I fuck you?''
Jay's lips parted, but isntead of answering he started to chew on his lower lip, thinking, his mind hazy with arousal.
''It's okay'', he heard himself say, voice barely a whisper. ''It’s okay if.. If it hurts a bit.''
Sunghoon's hand came down on his flank in a small pat. Then he leaned in and pressed a kiss to Jay's cheek, warm and almost sweet.
''That's a good boy.''
Jay shivered at the praise, heat flooding his face.
Then Sunghoon pulled back and Jay felt the shift of movement behind him, and then there were hands on his ass. Both thumbs pressed against the outside of his hole, finding the rim, and then Sunghoon pulled.
Jay gasped at the strange feeling. The sensation was obscene… he felt exposed, the cool air hitting places that should never feel air. And Sunghoon just… held him there.
''Such a pretty little hole'', the other man murmured. ''Such a shame it took you so long to show it to me, mhm?''
Jay whined, and the sound was pathetic. It was a sound that he more expected from Jake and not himself. The urge to hide his face somewhere overwhelmed him at that exact moment but he had no idea why. Below him was just Jake, who was watching them like he might die when he blinked.
Sunghoon let him dangle for another second. But when he let go, his hole had a very hard time to close at all anymore. It felt all swollen and slick, and Jay had to actively clench his muscles for it to close again.
A slick, wet sound of Sunghoon stroking his cock was enoguh to send Jay's heart hammering.
Now, overall speaking, Jay’s cock was not small. He was above average length with his five-point-nine inches -closer to six inches, really- but he was, after all, just ranking third place in the cock sizes of the group. Sunghoon had won overall with his monster who was thicker and longer and almost fully eight inches.
It was fairly impressive to watch the others take it without much struggle.
But right now, pressing against his rim was more than terrifying.
Jay felt the blunt, thick pressure of the tip against his stretched hole, and his entire body seized. He forced himself to breathe. In. Out. In. Out. The rhythm was deliberate, his mind clinging to it-
And then he felt a- a fat glob of moisture, warm and thick, dripping onto his asshole. Spit. Did Sunghoon just spit on his hole?
The other man didn't answer the unspoken question. He just rubbed the fluid all over the place with the tip of his cock, coating the rim, even if he was lubed up enough. Jay's breath caught as Sunghoon pressed inside just seconds later.
The head of his cock was forcing its way past the tight ring of muscle and Jay cried out, his body instinctively trying to clench against the invasion.
''Relax'', Sunghoon murmured from above him because well it was easy for him to say that. One hand slid around Jay's hip, palm flat against his belly and started stroking there in slow, soothing circles. The other hand found Jay's cock, wrapping around the shaft. He whimpered at the touch, his hips twitching, but the pressure inside him was not getting better still. It hurt. It stung. The burn radiated through his lower belly like fire.
''Shh'', Sunghoon soothed him, not relenting in any of his movements. ''You're doing so well. Just breathe.''
Jay tried. He really did. But the stretch was overwhelming, his hole struggling to accommodate the sheer girth and he felt tears pricking in his eyes.
''Push out.''
Jay blinked, confusion cutting through the haze of pain. ''What?''
''C'mon'', the man above him said, patting him on the flank once more. ''Try to push me out, baby.''
Push him out? That made no sense. But Jay trusted him- or maybe he was just desperate enough to try anything. He bore down, clenching his muscles in the opposite direction, trying to push against the intrusion.
And suddenly- out of nowhere- it got easier.
The pressure eased, the burn lessened and the head of Sunghoon's cock slid in just a fraction deeper with a slick, wet sound. Jay gasped, and almost forgot to push down again.
''Yeah'', Sunghoon breathed, a note of satisfaction in his voice. ''That helps with bigger insertions. Bet that's why Jake never teaches you that, huh?''
A shallow thrust. Then another, deeper, every thrust bought him further into his hole until he was fully seated. And then he was rocking into Jay, his cock dragging along Jay's inner walls. The thick shaft was pressing against his prostate without even trying, which made him whine out a moan. It was just that big, he didn't even have to try and hit it.
Jay's arms gave out and he collapsed forward, his face landing against Jake's stomach, his arms wrapping tightly around the younger man's waist. He buried his face in the warm skin, breathing in Jake's scent, nuzzling into the naked, slightly sweaty skin there.
Jake made a surprised noise, but then his arms came up, wrapping around Jay's head, holding him closer to his chest.
Sunghoon cooed from behind them. ''Well, aren't you two adorable?''
And it turns out, it was good that Jay had searched for some leverage, because then the fucking started really.
Hard and deep. Sunghoon's hips slammed into Jay's ass, the wet sound of skin on skin filling the room. He set a punishing pace from the start, each thrust driving his thick cock deep into Jay's hole, hitting that sweet spot inside him with every single stroke. Jay moaned against Jake's stomach, his fingers digging into Jake's sides, his whole body rocking a bit upwards with the force of it.
In and out.
In and out.
Jay was beyond thought in a matter of seconds, reduced to a quivering, gasping mess. Each thrust punched a high-pitched moan from his lips, his own cock leaking and throbbing untouched between his thighs.
Distantly, he wondered if bottoms moaned that high because they had a cock in their ass automatically, because his usual deep groans were out of the window right now.
Sunghoon showed no signs of letting up, even if the piston-like rhythm had to burn in his thighs. His hips snapped forward, grinding deep before pulling all the way back until just the head remained, only to slam in again. Over and over and over. He was relentless and by now Jay’s hole was stretched raw, burning and aching and tingling with a pleasure so sharp it bordered on pain. He imagined that he could feel every detail of Sunghoon’s cock as it pummeled into him.
''Fuck-'' Jay choked out, muffled against Jake’s skin.
Jake’s hands were still cradling Jay’s head, fingers stroking through his hair in a soothing rhythm that contrasted wildly with the brutal pace Sunghoon had set. But then Jake started to squirm and a soft, needy whine escaped him, and his hips began to move in a stuttering, first hesitant rhythm against Jay’s stomach.
Due to the force of Sunghhon’s thrusts, Jay had managed to get in perfect position for the younger man to hump his cock against his chest. Jake’s whines grew louder, his thighs trembling as he ground against Jay’s skin his hands tightening in his hair.
''Mmm- hyung-'' Jake moaned, his voice breathy and desperate. He humped faster, his cock sliding across Jay’s skin and leaving a wet trail behind. ''Feels good- feels so good-''
Sunghoon’s thrusts didn’t falter, but an amused chuckle rumbled from his chest. ''Look at you, Jakey. Humping Jay’s chest like a desperate little bitch in heat.'' His voice was mockingly sweet. ''That’s all your cock is good for, huh? Rubbing yourself on Jay’s tits because you can’t actually fuck him?''
The word hit Jay like a lightning bolt.
Tits.
Jay’s very manly chest was being called tits. And something in the pit of his stomach twisted. Heat flooded his face and his cheeks burned crimson down to his shoulders. His cock, already leaking, gave a big, fat twitch, jerking against his belly without any stimulation.
Every internal muscle clenched around Sunghoon’s cock at once, gripping him like a fist.
Sunghoon’s rhythm stuttered- just a beat and a sharp hiss escaped his lips. ''Oh- fuck-'' He paused for half a second, one hand leaving Jay’s hip to dig into his ass cheek, squeezing hard. ''Yeah? You like it when I call your pretty little chest tits?''
Jay shook his head frantically, face still hidden. ''No-'' he whimpered, the word barely audible. ''No, I don't-''
Sunghoon made a tsking sound, almost playful. ''Aw, are you turning into a liar now?'' He leaned forward, his chest pressing against Jay’s back. ''I didn’t know we had such a brat in you.'' His voice dropped even lower. ''You’re a good boy, aren’t you? Good boys don’t lie.''
Jay sobbed out a broken sound caught between a moan and a cry and just hid his face deeper in Jake’s shoulder, his entire body trembling. He could feel Sunghoon’s fingers spread his ass cheek wider, the cool air hitting his stretched, sensitive rim. The obscene, wet sound of Sunghoon’s cock plunging in and out seemed to amplify, the frothy mixture of lube and pre-cum bubbling around the thick shaft.
''Oh, would you look at that.''
Then Sunghoon pulled out a bit, stilled, and scooped a thick glob of the frothy, cream-like mixture from where it pooled around his cock. The milky liquid coated his fingers, slick and warm.
''Jakey'', Sunghoon hummed, but the younger one’s needy humping stopped instantly. He looked up, eyes glassy and mouth open, his tongue already peeking out like he knew what was coming already.
Sunghoon brought his fingers to Jake’s lips. ''Lick.''
Jake obeyed without hesitation. His small pink tongue darted out, lapping at the froth coating Sunghoon’s fingers and he moaned out a long, satisfied sound, his eyes fluttering shut as he sucked the digits into his mouth, swirling his tongue around them, greedily cleaning every trace of the mixture. His cheeks hollowed as he sucked, his lips stretched around Sunghoon’s knuckles.
''See?'' Sunghoon’s voice was warm as he watched Jake suck his fingers. ''Jake loves your cream so much, baby. Must be good.'' He withdrew his fingers from Jake’s mouth, letting a string of saliva connect them briefly before it snapped. Then he gripped Jay’s hip again, sliding his cock back in with a wet squelch. ''Such a sweet ass you got there, mhm?''
Jay couldn’t respond. He just sobbed, clutching Jake closer as the brutal, piston-like rhythm shifted into short, hammering thrusts that barely moved an inch but hit the same spot every damn time. The head of his cock dug directly into Jay's prostate, pounding it relentlessly, like a machine gun assaulting his nerves.
Jay's body seized instantly.
''Ah-ah-ah- fuck-!'' The sounds were punched out of him with every impact, his voice cracking. His eyes flew open, wide and glassy, tears already spilling down his temples.
The sensation was too much. It wasn't fun anymore. It was overwhelming, white-hot and a pressure so intense it bordered on pain. Each blow felt like it was squashing the poor nub flat, like a tomato being stomped on. Jay could feel this strange, deep ache that made his stomach twist and his vision blur.
''No- no- stop-!'' Jay sobbed, his hands scrabbling against Jake's sides as he tried to squirm away. His hips bucked and his his legs kicked out at the overwhelmed pleasure, body unsure how to even handle this amount.
But Jake's arms locked around him like iron, pulling him flush against the younger man's chest. ''Shh, shh, you're okay.'' Jake murmured into his hair, but his grip didn't loosen. His cock was still hard against Jay, but even that faded into background noise compared to the overwhelming pressure inside. And Sunghoon's hands were also still on his hips, holding him in place.
''Where do you think you're going?'' Sunghoon's voice was breathless but amused. ''Mm? You're not going anywhere, baby.''
Jay's cries turned into broken, hiccuping sobs. ''Too much- 's too much-'' He was gasping, his lungs feeling like they couldn't get enough air inside. ''Feels weird- feels weird- please- please stop-''
Sunghoon paused for just a moment.
''Yeah?'' He said it softly, almost affectionately. Then he adjusted his angle and pressed in and started making slow, deliberate circles on Jay's prostate, grinding the tip against the tender bundle of nerves.
Jay screamed.
His back arched, his toes curled and his cock twitched violently where it was hanging between his legs. The pressure built and built and built- a strange, horrifying sensation that started deep in his belly and spread outward, making his insides feel like they were melting. His stomach churned, his muscles spasmed, and he couldn't breathe-
''Please-'' His voice was barely a whisper, cracked and broken. ''Please, Sunghoon- my belly- my belly feels weird- please stop-''
His breathing was erratic now, rapid and shallow and his vision was swimming, black spots dancing at the edges. He couldn't think, couldn't process, could only feel the overwhelming, nauseating pressure of Sunghoon's cock against that one spot, over and over and over again.
And then suddenly there was Sunghoon's hand that grabbed his jaw, forcing his face away from Jake's shoulder and turning his tear-streaked face toward the older man.
''Color?''
The word floated through Jay's muddled mind. He stared at Sunghoon, uncomprehending.
Color.
Red. Yellow. Green.
He could say red. He could say yellow. He could make it stop. The power was in his hands.
One second passed. Two.
He could say red.
But his mouth moved, and what came out was barely a whisper, so soft Sunghoon had to lean in to hear it.
''Green.''
Sunghoon's lips curved into a slow, wide grin and his eyes glittered with satisfaction.
''Atta boy.''
And then his hand left Jay's flank, gripping his hip hard, and he resumed those short, cruel, hammering thrusts.
His body was beyond trembling now. It was convulsing, every muscle in his abdomen twitching and spasming with each blow. The pressure inside him was building into something he'd never felt before. It was something terrifying, something that coiled deep in his gut and spread outward like fire.
He was close.
''Feels weird-'' Jay sobbed out. ''Feels weird- it feels- 's too much- please-please-''
God, he was close- but he couldn't do anything about it. His cock was hanging around alone, straining upward, aching, leaking. He couldn't touch it with his hands, which were scrabbling uselessly at Jake's sides and he couldn't rut against anything.
So his cock just strained, hard and painful against his belly, twitching in helpless little jerks. Each twitch made it slap against his own skin with a wet, pathetic sound, smearing the moisture that had gathered there. And it was dripping in a continuous, never-ending strand of pre-cum that was drooling from the tip, stretching and pooling down below.
It just kept coming. And coming. And coming. And coming.
''I can't- I can't-'' Jay's voice was raw, hoarse from crying. ''Too much- it's too much-''
And then he felt it.
His balls clenched.
Just a small twitch at first. Then a tightening, deep in his sac that made his entire body jerk. And then another. Another.
Jay's eyes flew wide open, glassy and terrified. A choked sob tore from his throat. He didn't know what that meant. He had never- he had never felt anything like this before. The pressure was building so fast and so violently and he couldn't touch himself, couldn't control it, couldn't do anything but lie there and feel it-
He was sobbing now, truly sobbing, tears streaming down his temples and dripping into his ears. All he knew was that something was happening inside him, something overwhelming and strange and terrifying, and he had no control over it.
''Shh, shh, it's okay-''
Jake's voice was low and soothing, but it was punctuated by a moan. Jake was grinding against him again. The motion sent sparks of sensation through Jay's belly, mixing with the relentless assault inside him.
''It's alright'', Jake breathed, his voice thick with his own pleasure, but gentle. He pressed his lips to Jay's sweaty hair, murmuring against it. ''Breathe, hyung. You're doing so good. Just breathe.''
Jay tried. He really tried. He gasped for air, his chest heaving, but the pressure inside him kept building and kept coiling and kept clenching-
Smack.
The sound cut through the air as Sunghoon's hand came down hard on Jay's ass cheek. The impact jolted through him, making his entire body jer and making his hole clench around Sunghoon's cock. Sunghoon groaned at the feeling, his own hips stuttering for just a moment before he found his rhythm again.
''Christ'', he growled. ''I've been missing out. This ass is squeezing me fucking amazing.''
A pause, where he seemed to notice how desperate Jay’s body was getting.
''You close, baby? C'mon- lemme help you.''
And then the entire length of his cock sank into Jay once more in one devastating, seamless slide, burying himself so deep that Jay felt him everywhere. The stretch was a white-hot burn that should have been too much, but Jay couldn't even register it. Because in the same instant, Sunghoon's finger found the underside of his cock, slid inside him and pressed down.
The pressure landed directly on that poor, abused bundle of nerves and squashed it, flattening it against the rim of his pelvic bone like a grape under a thumb.
And Jay came.
It wasn't a normal orgasm, no. It wasn't even a particularly human orgasm. It was a cataclysm, a detonation, a complete and total unraveling of everything Jay had ever known about pleasure.
His vision went white. Not just white. It went blinding, searing white, like staring directly into the sun. His ears rang with a high, keening note that built into a chorus until a choir of angelic voices was singing in perfect harmony, their song so beautiful and so overwhelming that it felt like a physical force pressing down on him. He saw light, and felt it, pouring through golden gates that swung open in his mind's eye, revealing an endless world of warmth and bliss and release.
Then his body locked up and every muscle went rigid at once, his spine bowing so violently that his head snapped back, the vulnerable column of his throat exposed to the ceiling as a raw, animalistic noise tore from his lips. His arms tried to lift him up- maybe to get him closer to heaven- shook instantly like leaves in a storm before his elbows buckled completely, sending his upper body crashing down onto the younger man still blow him.
His knees dug into the cushions hard enough to leave indentations, his toes curling so tightly his feet cramped, and his whole frame shuddered and seized like he was possessed. His back arched into a deep, impossible curve-spine dipped so low it looked almost concave, shoulder blades pressing together, ribs straining against his skin as he took the full force of the orgasm in a body that was far too human for such a heavenly force.
And then his cock gave one last twitch and cum shot out of him in thick, violent ropes, each one forced out by a contraction so deep and powerful that it felt like his soul was being squeezed out through his dick. The first rope splattered across the cushion beneath him, hot and thick. The second landed on his own stomach, painting his skin in milky streaks. The third, fourth, fifth- they kept coming and coming, dripping down his thighs, pooling beneath his knees, soaking into the fabric as his hips twitched and bucked with each pulse. His cock pulsed and pulsed and pulsed, each beat sending another wave of release, and still it didn't stop. He kept coming, emptying everything he had and then some as if his body was pulling from some hidden reservoir of pleasure he didn't know existed.
His balls drew up so tight against his body that they ached, and the ache was good, so fucking good and his ass clenched and spasmed around Sunghoon's cock and finger, milking them both.
The orgasm stretched on in a relentless, rolling wave that refused to crest. Every time he thought it was over, another jolt of pleasure shot through him, another pulse of cum added to the mess pooling beneath him. His eyes rolled back, his jaw went slack, and drool leaked from his open mouth, dripping down his chin to mix with the tears and sweat and cum until he was nothing but a wet, trembling, ruined mess.
He didn't hear himself sobbing anymore. He didn't hear Jake's moans, didn't hear Sunghoon's grunts, didn't hear anything but the angelic choir and the rush of blood in his ears.
And then-
He was gone.
The first thing Jay registers is the weight of his own body, pressed into the cushions on his side, one arm tucked under his cheek, legs slightly curled. The second thing is the sound of whimpering.
High and broken- a sound that's almost animal in its desperation. It cut through the fog of his post-orgasmic haze, pulling him back from that golden edge of oblivion. His eyelids fluttered, heavy and sticky, but he didn't open them yet. Not fully. Instead, he lets the sound wash over him to let his other senses catch up first before he did.
''-can't even let him rest, huh? He's been unconscious for what, five minutes? And you're already whining for attention.''
The whimpering spiked.
''What a pathetic thing you are. Your poor hyung passed out from how good I made him come and you can only think with that little cock of yours. 'Oh, Sunghoon-hyung, please, please touch me' is that what you were saying? While he was lying here, still twitching from the most intense orgasm of his life?''
Jay's eyes open.
The world was swimming into focus slowly, almost like he had been stuck in a fever dream for too long and was now waking up healthy. Jake is kneeling right beside his head, his knees pressed into the cushion, his thighs spread, his hands braced uselessly on his own thighs. He'’s flushed from chest to ears, his head thrown back, lips parted and eyes squeezed shut. Tears and drool streak his face. And there, only inches from Jay's face is Jake's cock.
It's hard. Pathetically hard. Sunghoon's hand wraps around it from behind, only three fingers curled around the base, thumb stroking the sensitive underside. His grip is tight, almost cruel, and he's jerking Jake off in short, punishing strokes that make Jake's hips twitch and stutter. Jay thinks for a second that if he used his full hand, Jake’s dick wouldnt even be visible anymore.
Sunghoon was kneeling behind Jake, one arm wrapped around Jake's chest to hold him steady and his face is pressed into Jake's hair, lips brushing his ear.
''-and now you're shoving it in his face. Did you miss beeing inside of his ass that much? What do you think he'll say when he wakes up and sees this, huh? 'Oh, my sweet Jakey, thank you for putting your tiny cock in my face while I was unconscious'?''
Jake sobs-a wet, broken sound. ''N-no- please-''
And then Sunghoon looks up.
His eyes meet Jay's and a slow, wicked smile spreads across his face. ''Oh, hello hyung. Welcome back.''
His hand doesn't stop moving. If anything, he speeds up, making Jake gasp out as his eyes open now too and make eye contact with the older man laying.
''I'm sorry, hyung. I just had to take care of this little needy thing. You understand, right?'' He tilts his head, fauxing his innocence. ''He just wouldn't stop whining. And I caught him-'' Sunghoon's voice drops, like he was telling him a secret, ''-trying to hump you while you were passed out. Grinding that little nub against your thigh like a dog in heat.''
Jake lets out a mortified keen at that, but he doesn't deny it.
''What a dirty thing, isn't he? Just can't control himself.'' Sunghoon clicks his tongue. ''I had t help him, or he would have never settled down.''
Jay blinks. His brain is still thick, sluggish, floating in the afterglow of that soul-shattering orgasm, but his body knows what it wants. So, without a single coherent thought, Jay strains his neck forward and his lips part and then he takes Jake's cock into his mouth.
The taste is bitter, but warm and a bit salty. His tongue curls around the tiny shaft, and he sinks down until his lips meet the base, his nose brushing Jake's pubic bone. It's not a challenge, there's barely anything to take. But the feeling of Jay's hot, wet mouth closing around him makes Jake scream above him.
''Aww, look at that. Isn't hyung so nice to you, Jakey?''
Jake's eyes have rolled back, the whites in tem showing showing. Drool runs from the corner of his mouth in a thick, silver string, mixing with tears. His hands clench and unclench on his thighs, and he's babbling-nonsense words, Sunghoon's name, Jay's name, all jumbled together.
Sunghoon’s fingers curl around the base of Jake’s cock, pressing against Jay’s lips. They’re slick with spit and pre-cum, and as Jay hollows his cheeks, sucking that tiny shaft deeper, Sunghoon starts to move. He pushes them forward, sliding past Jay’s open lips, into the wet heat of his mouth.
Now Jay has two things in his mouth: Jake’s cock, and Sunghoon’s fingers wrapped around it. The fingers work in a tight, rhythmic motion, jerking the little shaft inside Jay’s mouth so that Jake’s cock fucks Jay’s mouth while Sunghoon’s fingers jerk him off.
His tongue presses against Sunghoon’s knuckles, licking between the gpas of his fingers as he fights the younger man to get a taste of that cock.
''Oh-oh-oh fuck- please- ’M- I’m gonna-''
Sunghoon’s fingers twist, stroking the sensitive underside of Jake’s cockhead, and Jake convulses. His back arches, a raw, broken cry tears from his throat, and his cock pulses in Sunghoon’s grip directly against Jay’s tongue. The first spurt of hot cum hits the roof of Jay’s mouth, thin and bitter, then another pulse, and another and Jay swallows reflexively.
Sunghoon smirks, pulling his fingers out slowly, letting them drag across Jay’s lower lip. They come away glistening.
Jake is still twitching, oversensitive, his soft whimpers starting to turn into pleas, but Jay’s mouth stays locked around him. And then Jay opens wider. He tilts his head, adjusts his jaw, and takes Jake’s entire small package into his mouth. The cock, still half-hard and slick with cum, and the tight little balls, both pulled past his lips in one smooth motion. There’s no gag. There’s barely any stretch. It all fits perfectly, snug against his tongue, warm and soft and salty. Jay’s mouth is full, his lips sealed around the base of it all, his tongue pressing up against the wrinkled skin of Jake’s scrotum.
The shriek that leaves Jake’s throat was inhuman and so high that he nearly flicnhes.
He’s shaking, trembling violently, trying to scramble backward on his knees. ''No-no, too much- please-!''
But Jay doesn’t let go. His arms come up, wrapping around Jake’s hips, pulling him forward and pressing him deeper into his mouth at the same time. He sucks so hard that his cheeks cave in, his tongue working the tender skin, and Jake sobs, whole body convulsing.
''St-stop-I can’t-I can’t-!''
Jay has never sucked a dick before. But it feels good to have something filling his mouth right now, so he just suckles it like he thinks its right.
Jake’s second orgasm hits him barely twenty seconds after the first. He screams out a moan and his whole body locks up, and then cum floods Jay’s mouth again, thinner this time, mixed with something more acridic. It dribbles down his throat, hot and liquid, and he swallows it down without a second thought.
Only then does Jay pull off. His lips release with a wet pop, leaving Jake’s cock and balls all glistening and red. Jake collapses forward, forehead pressing into the couch cushion, body wracked with aftershocks, sobbing quietly into the fabric.
Jay licks his lips, tasting salt and bitter, and looks up with bleary, satisfied eyes.
And then there's a hand on his face and it's gentle, so gentle it makes something in Jay's chest ache. Sunghoon's palm cups his cheek, thumb dragging across the damp skin, wiping away the tears that Jay didn't even realize were still there.
''Hey'', Sunghoon coos, voice low and soft, nothing like the sharp edge from before. ''You did so well, baby. Look at you.''
Jay blinks up at him, vision blurry. Sunghoon's face is hazy, haloed by the dim light of the room, and he looks almost angelic like this. Jay's mouth twitches, a smile tugging at his lips as he leans into the touch, nuzzling his cheek against Sunghoon's palm like a cat seeking warmth, and a small, content sound escapes his throat.
Sunghoon's thumb strokes his cheekbone, slow and soothing. ''C'mon'', he murmurs, voice coaxing him. ''Let's get you both cleaned, yeah?''
Jay makes a vague noise of agreement, but he doesn't move. He can't. His limbs are like jelly and the only thing he wants is to stay right here, pressed into that warm palm on the couch for eternity. Maybe Sunghoon would let him if he asked nicely?
Sunghoon huffs out a soft laugh, fond and amused and he glances over at Jake, who is still collapsed face down on the couch cushion. Yeah, okay. Definitely not getting either of them to the bathroom like this.
As Jay will later piece together, Sunghoon disappears for a moment, and then there's a warm, damp rag in his hands. Jay watches through lidded eyes as Sunghoon kneels beside him, folding the cloth carefully.
''Alright'', Sunghoon murmurs, more to himself than to either of them. ''Let's see what we're working with.''
He starts with Jay. The warm rag drags across his chest first, wiping away the tacky sheen of sweat and the smears of pre-cum that had painted his stomach fro Jake. The heat is soothing and Jay's eyes flutter closed, a soft moan escaping his lips. Sunghoon is working his way down Jay's torso like this and he even cleans the mess between Jay's legs before he moves to Jake.
Jake barely stirs, still lost in his own haze. Sunghoon is just as gentle with him. He is cradling his hip with one hand while the other works the rag over his skin, cleaning his thighs, the crease of his ass, the small, spent cock that had been through so much. Jake makes a weak, whimpering sound when the warm cloth touches him and Sunghoon shushes him, whispering something soft hat Jay can't quite make out.
When Jay's body is clean and so is Jake, Sunghoon wipes himself down in a a few quick passes and tosses the rag somewhere.
''C'mere'', Sunghoon says softly, and then his hands are under Jay's arms, hauling him upright with surprising strength. Jay sways on his knees, head lolling, and Sunghoon guides him like a puppet a bit further down to the thicker part of the couch.
Next Sunghoon drapes a warm blanket over Jay's body and then he goes to get Jake. The younger man is unresponsive, but Sunghoon manages to lift him too and deposit him beside Jay on the couch. Jake immediately curls into Jay's side, still sniffling weakly but burying his face in Jay’s chest.
Jay's arms come up automatically, wrapping around Jake's trembling shoulders and pulling him close. The warmth is good. The weight is good. Everything was good.
Sunghoon stays there for another moment, watching them with an expression Jay can't read. Then he turns and pads out of the room.
When he comes back, he has a glass of water in each hand and a water bottle- no, wait, that's not right. His eyes arent working right anymore, and so does his mind. He is carrying two glasses and a box of something, balanced awkwardly against his chest.
Sunghoon sets the glasses on the side table, right within reach, then opens the box and places a few rice cakes on a small plate, leaving it on the couch arm beside them. ''There'', he says softly. ''For later.''
Jay blinks at him and feels the corners of his mouth twitch into another smile. And then- for just a moment, his gaze drifts over Sunghoon's shoulder, toward the door.
And then he sees three very familiar shapes, half-hidden in the shadows of the hallway, leaning against the doorframe and each other. And based on the state of their clothes- or well, lack-there-of, Jay's hazy mind figures they've been there for a while.
Jay's lips part, but no sound comes out.
''...damn, what a show.''
It might be Jungwon. It might be Sunoo. It might be Ni-ki. Jay can't tell, doesn't have the cognitive function to figure it out. All he knows is the heat that blooms in his chest but then Sunghoon is turning, blocking the door, and the shadows vanish.
''Come on'', Sunghoon says softly, and Jay realizes he's lifting the blanket and sliding onto the couch to settle in beside them. The cushion dips with his weight, and then there's warmth on Jay's other side.
Jake makes a soft sound of relief and immediately nuzzles closer, pressing his face into Sunghoon's chest from the other side. Jay turns his head, cheek pressed against Sunghoon's chest, and breathes in. Sunghoon smells like sweat and soap, and Jay's eyes flutter closed, a deep, bone-melting relaxation spreading through him.
Somewhere in the apartment the TV flicks on, but the sound is faint and distant and Jay only hears it for a moment before his body goes heavy.
The last thing Jay registers before his consciousness slips away, is Sunghoon's hand coming up to stroke through his hair.
''You did good'', Sunghoon whispers, barely audible. ''So good.''