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Private Requests - Chapter 5
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warning ⚠ includes 3some
Apparently, Hoseok and Hyunwoo having a little heart-to-heart chat about their mutual enjoyment for being crossdressing bottoms emboldened the two, because Minhyuk had caught them talking about it almost every day for the week that followed. Neither could seem to hold their tantalizingly sexy fetishes back- sometimes even slipping in front of the others. Luckily, nobody had noticed yet… but Minhyuk knew it was only a matter of time unless somebody got them under control.
One day before practice, when Minhyuk was alone with them in the big, mirror-covered practice room, Hoseok and Hyunwoo showed off their cute, bra-covered chests to each other. Hoseok was wearing something with a bit of padding, which normally wouldn’t be all that noticeable under the hoodie he was training in, but now that Minhyuk knew it was there, he couldn’t help but notice how plush his chest looked. Hyunwoo was in something much subtler, merely a lace bralette, but regardless- both men were crossdressing during a group dance practice. They kept giggling cutely and complimenting each other, seemingly unaware that Minhyuk was across the room and watching them with rapt eyes.
That was already dangerous enough- but it was only the beginning of their indiscretions. One day that week, Minhyuk caught Hoseok carrying a huge, pink dildo into the bathroom, and he swore to god that he heard Hyunwoo in his room alone moaning out ‘master’. It was too much for Minhyuk to handle without doing something about it, so he did. He’d definitely been flirting more with the two, had alluded to jerking off on more than one occasion, and once, very discreetly: crossdressing. There wasn’t anything more satisfying to the young man than to see his hyungs blushing and giggling from the questionable things he’d said to them.
He wanted nothing more than to tell them everything he knew and how much he loved it- but if he simply mentioned it during casual conversation, they might take it the wrong way and think Minhyuk was fucking with them. Minhyuk had another idea, but it could lead to an even worse reaction if taken the wrong way… but it was also a ton more fun: Minhyuk was planning on getting Hoseok and Hyunwoo to catch him in the act just like he’d been catching them these past few days.
On a night when Hyunwoo and Hoseok were leaving for the gym, Minhyuk saw his opportunity. Hyungwon often went on dates with Changkyun, and tonight- Minhyuk gave Changkyun a little pocket cash to keep the two outside the dorm for longer tonight. With Hyungwon gone, that left the bedroom he shared with Hyunwoo and Hoseok completely empty. Changkyun was pretty accustomed to getting bribes from Minhyuk, and didn’t question it other than a raise of his eyebrow. Once everything was in order, Minhyuk began enacting his plan.
Sneaking into their room, Minhyuk quietly turned around, shutting the door behind him. He didn’t shut it completely- but just enough to ensure that Jooheon and Kihyun wouldn’t walk by and see him in a compromising position. Now inside the room, Minhyuk grinned excitedly, his heart pounding as he thought about what he was about to do. He glanced around the room, walking inside slowly as he surveyed for anything that could be of use.
Approaching Hyunwoo’s bed, Minhyuk ran his hands along the familiar mattress, feeling a strange… lump underneath the covers. Peeling them back, Minhyuk’s face broke out into a huge grin as he saw the pair of clearly women’s underwear hiding beneath them. Giggling excitedly, Minhyuk grabbed the panties, bringing them up to his face and taking a deep breath. Eyes widening, Minhyuk pulls the panties away from his face, smirking as he sees the slight wet patch on the front. Yep, these were definitely used~
Minhyuk grinned excitedly to himself, glad that he didn’t even have to dig around for perfect masturbation fuel, his cheeks flushing as he stares down at Hyunwoo’s bed. This was the very bed that Hyunwoo had touched himself, where he’d moaned ‘master’ and done god only knows what else. Groaning, Minhyuk brought the panties back up to his face, gasping at how much they smelt like Hyunwoo’s sweat and ****, and Minhyuk bit his lip, going a little crazy from how good they smelled.
Still holding onto his hyung’s panties, Minhyuk starts walking towards Hoseok’s bed, staring down at the slightly messy sheets. He could smell Hoseok’s scent from here- the smell of his iconic colognes and body products, plus a tiny bit of sweat and musk that was entirely too appealing to Minhyuk. Since Hoseok’s bed was bigger, Minhyuk jumped on to it, deciding to jerk off here. As he crashed onto the bed, Minhyuk blinked rapidly, hearing something bounce alongside him. Rifling along through the sheets, Minhyuk located a bottle of lube, and he chuckled, wondering why Hoseok would have something so lewd stashed in his bed~
Minhyuk ran his fingers along Hoseok’s sheets briefly before unbuttoning his pants. He was already painfully hard, his mind going crazy from the direct sight of such erotic things, and Minhyuk grabbed Hoseok’s lube, pumping out a few squirts onto his hand. Sliding his hand along his cock, Minhyuk groans lavishly, his fingers curling around Hyunwoo’s panties.
As Minhyuk thought more about where he was, and how he was literally planning on getting caught in the act, he got more and more turned on. The whole concept of masturbating in his hyung’s bed was infinitely more erotic than jerking off in his own room, and Minhyuk felt his arousal spike to new heights. Minhyuk couldn’t help but writhe, his fully clothed body pressing against Hoseok’s sheets as he stroked his cock, legs spread wide. He wasn’t scared about getting caught, but the thrill of it was racking up, and Minhyuk moaned, biting his lip timidly as he hears the echo of his voice in the empty room.
Bringing Hyunwoo’s panties up to his face, Minhyuk groans, his mind filled with erotic fantasies about his sexy hyungs. To be surrounded by both of their scents, Minhyuk couldn’t help but think about how much he wanted to **** them, how much he wanted to see them writhing beneath him and showing him their lingerie-clad bodies. Clenching his jaw, Minhyuk began pumping himself faster, his face burying into Hoseok’s pillow.
Cock dripping with precum that quickly mixed with the lube, Minhyuk growled, his body on fire from the intense sensations. He suddenly thought of Hoseok, his pretty, pink lips parted in a desperate, aching moan- like the ones he’d heard from the man so many times before from outside of the bathroom door. Minhyuk wanted nothing more than to draw those sweet sounds from his beautiful mouth, to see his face while he fucked him and pleasured him in every way he knew how. His mind quickly shifting back to Hyunwoo as he brought the man’s panties to his face again, Minhyuk groaned, going crazy from the thought of being Hyunwoo’s master, to have the big, imposing man kneeling at his feet and begging for his cock. God, Minhyuk wanted to **** them both so intensely bad it was completely taking over every thought that crossed his mind.
Fingers languidly trailing up his hard, wet cock, Minhyuk moaned, flushing as he hears movement from outside the door. That was probably Hoseok and Hyunwoo getting home from their workout, and the thought of what was soon to come was making chills run down Minhyuk’s spine. He started working himself harder and faster, his heart pounding with anticipation and trembling from the intensity of it all. Biting his lip on another moan, Minhyuk rocked his hips up, fucking his fist while his other hand trembled around Hyunwoo’s panties. After a few more seconds of this, Minhyuk jolted at the sound of the door swinging open- revealing his two very startled hyungs.
“Welcome back~” Minhyuk called out cheekily, one hand waving Hyunwoo’s used panties in the air while his other was still gripping his cock. His heart was still racing, and a fine sheen of sweat was covering his body, but he mustered up the courage to still go through with his plan. Now that he’d come this far, he had to go through with it. It helped that Hoseok and Hyunwoo looked so adorably flustered and even mildly aroused.
Hoseok and Hyunwoo were seemingly frozen on the spot, their eyes wide as they stared at Minhyuk and everything they’d walked in on him doing. Hyunwoo’s face was bright red, blinking rapidly as he processed the fact that Minhyuk wasn’t only jerking off in his room- but also using his panties as, what appeared to be, masturbation fuel. Hyunwoo couldn’t process the depraved sight before him, and he blinked slowly, ridiculously turned on by how sexy Minhyuk looked touching himself. He wondered if Minhyuk was doing this while fully aware of what Hyunwoo did to himself in this very room, and Hyunwoo swallowed, his vision going hazy at the prospect of Minhyuk punishing him, or calling him a slut.
Swallowing thickly, Hoseok shivered, his cock stiffening as he stared at the form of Minhyuk sprawled across his bed. He couldn’t help but connect the parallels between Minhyuk’s slender, dominating, and imposing body to the men he often jerked off to, and Hoseok began wondering why he didn’t connect the two sooner. Minhyuk was a vision on his bed, his gorgeous limbs spread, and long, thick cock throbbing and painfully hard… and Hoseok found the intense urge to touch him, to pleasure him. It was intense, and a little scary, so Hoseok stared at the floor, his heart pounding in his chest.
“Wh-wh-what are you doing?” Hoseok eventually managed to spit out, shutting the door behind him and locking it, his chest still wet from the sweat of his workout. Hyunwoo stood next to him, unable to even iterate his thoughts, his cock visibly twitching in his loose workout shorts. Smirking at the obviously aroused reactions, Minhyuk strokes his cock one last time, unhurriedly tucking it into his pants with some effort.
“I was just jerking off, like I know you guys do~” Minhyuk plainly replied, his eyes staring up into Hoseok and Hyunwoo’s faces with a cat-like, almost playful look that quickly melted into something darker and sinfully erotic. Hoseok swallowed, unable to continue looking into Minhyuk’s fiery gaze any longer, his body trembling.
“Why were you doing it with my panties in Hoseok-ah’s bed?” Hyunwoo prompted, trying to get to the point and avoid Minhyuk’s cryptic flirtations. A little startled by how straight-forward Hyunwoo was being, Minhyuk sat up in the bed, licking his lips while his eyes glanced between the two men.
“I overheard the conversation you two had in this room last week- about the unique ways you two jerk off and that you both like crossdressing,” Minhyuk confessed, inhaling softly before continuing. If Hyunwoo wasn’t going to beat around the bush, then Minhyuk didn’t really need to either. “I’ve been hearing and seeing some things lately from you two that were a little out of the ordinary,” he continued, smirking at the startled reactions from the two. “I just thought maybe it was my turn to give you two a little show~” he finished, loosely grabbing his pants-covered cock, his eyes timidly flickering between the two. Minhyuk had just revealed some truly juicy information, and was eager to see their reactions.
“W-what did you see…?” Hoseok stuttered out, panic rising in his throat. He knew how obvious his padded bras were when he wore them in public, and the thought of Minhyuk being completely aware of them made his heart pound. What else did Minhyuk know about them? Hyunwoo was having similar thoughts, his mind going crazy as he thought about all the questionable things he’d moaned out this past week.
“Did you… hear anything?” Hyunwoo asked, and Minhyuk raised his eyebrows, a little surprised that both men were apparently more concerned about getting caught in the act than they were about Minhyuk jerking off in their room. Deciding to just roll with it, Minhyuk sat up, gesturing for the two boys to walk closer to him.
“I know pretty much everything, neither of you are very subtle,” Minhyuk confessed, chuckling to himself. Hoseok bit his lip, his cheeks red and eyes downcast. Hyunwoo slowly nodded, wishing that Minhyuk would be a little more specific, but not wanting to reveal something that Minhyuk didn’t know. With their questions now somewhat answered, the two boys start thinking about some of the other things Minhyuk had revealed in his explanation, and realization hit them.
“Wait… so you know about um, our fetishes, and then decided to jerk off?” Hoseok asked, blinking nervously up into Minhyuk’s eyes. “Y-y-you wanted to give us a show, why is that?” he continued, embarrassed to even utter those words, his eyes flickering between Minhyuk’s searing gaze and the floor. Hyunwoo nodded, giving Minhyuk a thoughtful look with a blatant erection in his pants.
“Hm? Isn’t that obvious? I’m attracted to you both,” Minhyuk confessed, cheeks flushing as he unwaveringly held his gaze with the two men. “I love your fetishes, and how erotic you both are around each other,” Minhyuk continued, hoping he wasn’t crossing a line here. He wanted to do this, he wanted to get somewhere with these two stunning men… but he also prayed that he wasn’t being too forward. Licking his lips, Hyunwoo blinked a few times, his plump lips parted in a shaky exhale.
“Do you really mean that, Minhyukkie?” Hyunwoo asked, stepping closer to Minhyuk, his eyes holding a certain amount of eagerness. “Are you really attracted to us?”
“I am” Minhyuk replied, meaning it. Although, his feelings went far beyond attraction at this point, now teetering on adoration and other, deeper feelings that made guilt rise in Minhyuk’s throat. He was only just now confessing his attraction, but was already feeling such intense feelings for the two. Hyunwoo smiled, nodding. He could feel how genuine Minhyuk’s words were, and licked his lips, wondering what this could mean for the future of their relationship.
Beside Hyunwoo, Hoseok was starting to really, deeply think about their current situation. Minhyuk was here, in all of his big-cock glory, saying that he was sexually interested in them both while fully aware of their fetishes and masturbation habits. It made excitement and a little bit of nervousness tremble through his body, and Hoseok realized that Minhyuk was doing everything but vocally offer to **** the two stupid.
“Um, things have been k-kind of hard lately,” Hoseok confessed, seemingly out of the blue, tugging his lower lip between his teeth cutely. Maybe, if he made the first move, then Minhyuk would **** him like he so desperately needed. Hyunwoo looked at him, a little confused with his wording.
“What do you mean?” Minhyuk asked, blinking up at the older man.
“It’s just… so hard to be satisfied with only toys,” Hoseok whined, feeling dirty and embarrassed, his cock twitching visibly. Hyunwoo flushed, his eyes flickering down to the floor. The two had talked about this a few times, about how hard it was to deal with their lustful desires, especially by themselves, but Hyunwoo never thought he’d mention it aloud, especially not in a situation like this one. Eyes widening, Minhyuk flustered a little bit, his heart pounding eagerly as he stares at the other boy.
“Hyunwoo has been feeling the same way, w-what should we do about it?” Hoseok asked, reaching his hand down to grasp Hyunwoo’s, holding his hand cutely. Minhyuk blinked a few times, lips slowly curling up into a smirk as he starts to understand where this is going. Leaning forward, Minhyuk stares up into the two boys’ faces, his eyes flickering with a sensual, dark intent.
“I think all you two need is a good Dom in your lives~” <3
Hooking up with both Hoseok and Hyunwoo hadn’t been immediate: Minhyuk had confessed that he knew all about their fetishes and that he thought they just needed a Dom in their lives, and things almost completely went back to normal after that. A few days passed, and Minhyuk found himself back in the same cycle of just watching his two sexy hyungs from afar. He feared that their conversation didn’t exactly go as he’d anticipated, and despite how clearly desperate for **** Hoseok and Hyunwoo were, maybe they just weren’t ready to get pounded by their bandmate just yet. Or at all. Groaning, Minhyuk rests his face in his hands, unsure of what to do with himself. Interactions between himself and Hoseok or Hyunwoo were stilted and tense at best, the flush that overcame their faces likely caused by how uncomfortable they were talking to him.
Today was no different than how it had been since his bold confession, and Minhyuk clicks through some miscellaneous websites on his desktop computer, feeling bored and a bit anxious. He just wanted this awkward period to pass, but at the same time, he was mourning the loss of a potentially great relationship. Little did he know, in the room over, Hoseok and Hyunwoo were busy plotting out a scheme to finally get them all together.
“I can’t take it anymore,” Hoseok said, his face red and teeth digging into his lower lip, eyes shining with passion as he stares into Hyunwoo’s face. Both were wearing bras and panties under their clothes, as they had been doing every day since they’d come out as crossdressers to each other, and the hot atmosphere around them hadn’t come out of nowhere, either.
“I thought Minhyukkie would’ve noticed by now,” Hyunwoo replied, his voice lusty and more breath than sound. He was standing so close to Hoseok, his eyes honest as he looks into his friend and bandmate’s eyes. Ever since Minhyuk had confessed, they’d both been trying to subtly drop hints that they wanted him- hoping that he would take the initiative given how obvious their feelings for him were. Well, apparently they weren’t being obvious enough, and neither Hoseok nor Hyunwoo could wait any longer to find some satisfaction for their sexual needs… meaning they’d been finding pleasure in each other.
Just before their conversation began, Hoseok had been fucking himself on his bed, and Hyunwoo had been groping himself wantonly, their sweet moans drifting in the air around them. This had become a sort of habit- they couldn’t exactly satisfy each other as they needed, but they were comfortable doing stuff like this, too, and neither could deny how hot it was being in the same room as another sexy, delectable guy touched himself so lewdly. Honestly, both might be addicted to the sounds and sights of the other getting off.
“Mm, what should we do Hyunwoo?” Hoseok asked, leaning a bit closer to Hyunwoo, his eyes becoming more and more desperate. Hyunwoo hummed lowly, rubbing his nose against Hoseok’s, his lips so close to Hoseok’s he could feel the choppy, hot exhales graze against his face.
“Maybe we should entice him?” Hyunwoo replied, inching ever closer to Hoseok’s face. They’d gotten so close these past few days, as they discovered that their lust for Minhyuk actually translated into a pretty intense desire to be with each other, too. “I mean… look at us,” Hyunwoo breathed out, plump lips parted as he closed the gap between them, kissing Hoseok gently, too shy to really express the desire he was feeling. Hoseok whimpered in the kiss, his hand reaching out to grab onto Hyunwoo’s shoulder, his fingers twitching as he lapped his tongue against Hyunwoo’s.
His friend’s statement was resonating with him… were they really that hot? Right now, Hyunwoo was in a thin, loose white t-shirt with a black lace bra and matching panties clearly visible underneath and no pants. Hoseok was wearing only a thickly padded bra, panties, and a silk mauve-pink slip. In his eyes, they looked pretty hot, especially when considering the contrast between their feminine undergarments and their sculpted muscles. Hoseok whimpered against Hyunwoo’s mouth, rubbing a hand down his smooth, silk slip and groping his plush, highly padded chest. He wanted Minhyuk to dominate him so badly he was aching, almost wishing Hyunwoo could fill in for their often-abrasive friend so he could at least *** properly. But sadly… Hoseok whined, pulling away from Hyunwoo.
“H-How are we going to do that?” Hoseok asked, his eyes twinkling and lips shining with spit. Hyunwoo hummed under his breath, unsure of the answer himself. He didn’t want to just barge into Minhyuk’s room and demand a dicking, but… how would they manage to show him how much they needed him and how much they reciprocated his feelings? Biting his lip, Hoseok and Hyunwoo stared into each other’s eyes, when suddenly an idea popped into Hyunwoo’s mind.
“We should just do what he did,” Hyunwoo said, as if it were the simplest thing in the world. Hoseok eyed him confusedly, waiting for Hyunwoo to elaborate. When a few seconds pass and he still says nothing, Hoseok prompts him.
“…And what do you mean by that?” Hoseok asks, and Hyunwoo smiles, chuckling silently.
“We get him to catch us,” he explains, and Hoseok’s eyes light up, his cheeks flushing.
“O-Oh,” Hoseok stutters out, biting his lip. His mind is filled with dirty, nasty thoughts, all of which revolving around the both of them touching and toying with each other just to get a rise out of their (soon-to-be) man. Feeling his cock twitch, Hoseok nods his head shyly, already excited to get their little plan underway.
“Is Minhyukkie here right now?” Hoseok asked, hoping his voice didn’t sound too desperate. Hyunwoo hummed thoughtfully, trying to think about where their bandmates were at the moment.
“I think so,” Hyunwoo replied, staring down into Hoseok’s eyes, curious as to what he would propose they do next. Hoseok bit his lip, reaching a hand out to run against Hyunwoo’s arm, his cock visibly hard beneath his slip.
“Then let’s go um… get his attention,” Hoseok said. Slipping on robes to hide their current ensembles, the two walk out of the room, heading towards the bathroom across from Minhyuk’s room. Neither caught wind of the other members, which hopefully signified that they actually might have the dorm to themselves for once. Once they arrived, they couldn’t help but notice that the door to Minhyuk’s bedroom was slightly ajar, and a light was on inside it- he was there, and could probably hear them coming down the hallway… which meant that he would be able to hear them once they started doing other things.
Leaned against the doorframe of the bathroom, Hoseok slips off his robe, exposing his padded chest and slip-wearing self, and Hyunwoo followed him. Worse comes to worse, they could duck into the bathroom if somebody else happened to walk by, but for now- they would put themselves in the perfect location to be easily ‘caught’ by Minhyuk. In the dim lighting of the hallway, Hyunwoo stared into Hoseok’s face, enamored by the utter submission and arousal within his beautiful eyes.
“Kiss me,” Hyunwoo said, gesturing for Hoseok to come close to him. Shuffling forward, Hoseok presses his mouth against Hyunwoo’s, his hands moving up to grasp against Hyunwoo’s shoulders, his tongue darting out to meekly swipe against Hyunwoo’s plump lips. Opening his mouth, Hyunwoo deepens the kiss, neither quite having the nerve to devour each other, a fact that only heightened the tension in the room. Slipping out a needy moan, Hoseok’s fingers dig into Hyunwoo’s shoulders, his tongue rubbing against Hyunwoo’s sensually.
“T-Touch my chest,” Hoseok trembled out after pulling away from Hyunwoo’s mouth. Hyunwoo nodded, his warm, powerful hands grasping Hoseok’s chest, kneading the squishy, plush bra that Hoseok was wearing. Moaning noisily, Hoseok’s eyes dart over to look at Minhyuk’s door, half-expecting to see Minhyuk standing there watching them… but he wasn’t. Frowning, Hoseok revels in the feeling of Hyunwoo’s half-coordinated movements, his lips trembling a bit as he acknowledges that they should probably step it up a notch.
In the other room, Minhyuk hears a strangely sexual noise and is jostled out of his melancholic state. Turning to face the door, Minhyuk’s eyebrows scrunch together, confusion evident on his features. Was he just hearing things, or was that a moan…? Waiting for a few seconds, Minhyuk’s eyes widen as the sound repeats, only, this time- he could recognize the voice’s owner. Now the question was: why was Hoseok moaning outside his door? Biting his lip, Minhyuk feels his cock twitch in interest, and he can’t even resist the urge to get up and walk a bit closer to his doorway. In his mind, he still thought that he’d ruined any chance he had at a relationship with Hoseok and Hyunwoo, so he wasn’t planning on actually making himself known, but a certain word changed all of that in record time.
“Minhyuk-ah-AH-” Hoseok moaned out, his words quickly melting into depraved moans. His interest piquing, Minhyuk cracks open his door, peeking out into the hallway. What he saw was absolutely priceless. Leaned against the bathroom doorway was Hoseok, who was getting his nipples sucked by Hyunwoo, his cute slip and clearly over-padded bra pushed to the side to allow Hyunwoo room to lick. Hyunwoo himself was also a pretty damn erotic visual- his black lingerie clearly visible through the thin white shirt that was already slipping off his toned shoulders. Minhyuk swallowed heavily, unable to avoid the thought that they were doing this… for him. They were clearly putting on a show for somebody, at least.
“Oh! Minhyukkie!” Hyunwoo called out, and Minhyuk realized that he had actually stopped sucking on Hoseok’s chest for at least a few seconds now. Flustering a bit, Minhyuk fully walks out of his room, shutting the door behind him. Hoseok and Hyunwoo weren’t exactly moving to cover themselves, nor did they look uncomfortable or scared in the slightest. In fact, their arousal seemed even stronger than before, and Minhyuk didn’t know what to do with the information.
“What are you guys doing?” he asked, smiling a bit. Hoseok squeezed his thighs together, his hand languidly moving to push up the strap of his bra, while Hyunwoo wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes glistening with some unnamable emotion. Oh, so that’s how this was going to be, huh? Minhyuk was starting to get the idea that this was completely set-up for him.
“Trying to get caught by you,” Hyunwoo replied, to which Hoseok deeply flushed and sputtered out an unintelligible reply. Quirking a brow, Minhyuk approached them, resisting the immediate urge to grope both men’s chests, finding their bras to be ridiculously enticing.
“Well, I caught you,” Minhyuk replied in a lazy, calm tone that completely contradicted the burning hot arousal welling up inside him. “What are you going to do now?” he prompted, lips curling up in a smirk as both men seemed totally at a loss for words. He watched them share a look, their hands reaching out to grasp against each other’s, and Minhyuk found that small gesture to be even cuter than the last time he saw it.
“You said we needed a good Dom, right?” Hoseok began, his trembling voice like candy to Minhyuk’s ears. “W-Well, we want you,” he finished, the breathy quality to his words sensual and all too enticing for Minhyuk to resist.
“Are you sure about that?” Minhyuk asked, stepping even closer to them, his eyes visibly raking over their sexy bodies. “I might be a bit too rough, and my sex-drive might be a little too high for you two,” he answered, purposefully riling them up. Hoseok audibly moaned at that, his hand quickly reaching up to cover his mouth, his whole face burning with embarrassment. Even the simplest words, when said by Minhyuk, were enough to drive him crazy. Just the thought of Minhyuk actually penetrating him was enough to get him rock-hard in his panties.
“We can match your pace,” Hyunwoo replied, omitting the part where both he and Hoseok had been fucking themselves together almost non-stop since Minhyuk’s confession. His hole was so accustomed to penetration he could probably take Minhyuk’s **** with just a little spit and a prayer.
“Should we test that out now?” Minhyuk proposed, and both Hyunwoo and Hoseok practically melted in ecstasy. Nodding their heads and enthusiastically replying, the three all enter Minhyuk’s room, not exactly sure how far they’d go but eager to find out. Shutting the door behind them, Minhyuk walks over to his hyungs, unable to resist the urge to grope them any longer.
“Can I touch you?” Minhyuk asked, licking the corner of his lips predatorily, his eyes darting between Hoseok and Hyunwoo. Hyunwoo nodded once, plain and simple, while Hoseok trembled out a needy moan, tugging his lip between his teeth as he whimpered out a ‘yes’. Standing closer to them, Minhyuk reaches one hand out to brush against Hyunwoo’s pec, his other descending down Hoseok’s chest. Here he was, literally with his hands on his sexy, crossdressing hyungs’ chests with the intent and permission to grope them to his heart’s content. Minhyuk could hardly believe that he was even doing this right now, and yet: here he was, trailing his hands down their torsos and groping their chests without any need for self-restraint.
Throwing his head back in pleasure, Hoseok gasps, arching his back and presenting more skin for Minhyuk to grope. His hands were so big, they felt so good wrapped around his padded ****, kneading into him with the perfect amount of pressure. Staring at him hazily, Hoseok watches the dark, possessive look in his friend’s eyes; the way that he eyed both him and Hyunwoo like they were the most delicious treats he’d ever seen- Hoseok loved it.
Beside him, Hyunwoo moaned softly, shivering as Minhyuk starts teasing his ******. His nipples weren’t usually that sensitive, but he’d also never been touched there by another man, and Minhyuk was talented with his fingers. He couldn’t deny that he was trembling slightly just from Minhyuk’s fingers against him, and Hyunwoo’s cock was straining against his underwear, a wet spot growing larger the more Minhyuk gave him attention. He knew he probably looked desperate, but he couldn’t be damned to care about it, he just wanted more.
“Minhyukkie…” Hyunwoo sighed out, reaching a hand down to grasp against the bottom of his shirt. Understanding what he was trying to do, Minhyuk moves his hand out of the way, watching as Hyunwoo takes off his shirt, leaving him in only a matching black lingerie set that complimented his gorgeous body flawlessly. Beside him, Hoseok blinks a few times in arousal, eyes darting between Minhyuk’s hungry expression and Hyunwoo’s great body and submissive eyes, finding the contrast between their differing looks to be entirely too appealing. Swallowing, Hoseok softly brushes his fingers against the thin straps of his slip, letting it fall down his body and pool around his ankles.
“Fuck, baby,” Minhyuk drawled out, his hand cupping the side of Hoseok’s chest, admiring just how padded the bra was that he had on. It really suited him, and seeing his toned abdomen trailing down to his delicate panties completely stuffed with hard cock made Minhyuk’s mouth water. “What should I do to you two now?” he drawled out, his tongue darting out to swipe against the corner of his mouth erotically. Hoseok shivered, pushing his arms together and squishing his chest, his heart racing in arousal. Beside him, Hyunwoo groans softly, his cock visibly twitching within his thin black panties.
The possibilities were endless for what Minhyuk could do to his sexy hyungs: he could **** them both in turns, he could spitroast one alongside the other, he could have them give him a double fellatio, he could double-penetrate one with the other, he could eat one out while the other rode him… and those were just ideas right off the top of his head. But, honestly, he probably shouldn’t go so intense for their first sexual encounter. To even assume that this was leading to penetration might be a stretch- Minhyuk shouldn’t get his expectations too high. He should start out small.
“Kneel on my bed, face down *** up,” Minhyuk commanded, his voice a touch raspier than normal. Hoseok and Hyunwoo both walked over to Minhyuk’s bed, doing the request with contrasting levels of confidence. Hyunwoo was a bit nervous, his face was beet red, but he seemed comfortable getting into position, his thighs spread wide and back perfectly arched. Hoseok, however, was shivering a bit in humiliation, his posture awkward as he only half-crouched on the bed. Minhyuk hummed displeasingly, but he couldn’t deny how cute he inwardly found the timidity.
“Hoseok, arch your back,” Minhyuk said smoothly, his hand reaching out to stroke against Hoseok’s mostly exposed back, touching him gently yet assertively. Melting at the touch, Hoseok relaxes, his thighs spreading and back arching as he got into position. “Good boy,” Minhyuk complimented, his other hand moving to rub against Hyunwoo’s back as well. “And Hyunwoo… you’re so good at following orders,” Minhyuk complimented breathily, his words weighted. He couldn’t forget about all those times he’d heard Hyunwoo moaning out ‘master’ in his bedroom alone…
“Thank you,” Hyunwoo replied, his hole clenching around nothing. Silence filled the air for a second, maybe two. Minhyuk was waiting for something. When he didn’t get what he was waiting for, he prompted further.
“Thank you…? Who are you thanking?” Minhyuk asked, waiting to hear that sinful word leave his hyung’s mouth. “Who am I, Hyunwoo?” he further added, hoping to spark a reaction from him. Blinking a few times in confusion, Hoseok looks over at them, trying to figure out what was going on. When he sees the aroused, flushed face Hyunwoo was displaying, his confusion only deepens.
“Thank you… master,” Hyunwoo said, his voice soft and timid. Hoseok’s eyes widen considerably, and he looks up at Minhyuk’s face, almost audibly moaning at the sadistic joy in his bandmate’s eyes.
“Such good boys I have~” Minhyuk says, his hands reaching out to finally touch the two tempting asses right in front of his eyes, lips curling up in a contented smirk as he grasps onto both boys’ cute butts, a cheek in each hand. Kneading them both, Minhyuk stares down at the backs of their heads, observing their reactions. Hyunwoo’s fingers clench the sheets, a soft moan escaping his lips that gets overpowered by the needy whine that comes from Hoseok.
“Hm, I wonder what I should do to reward you two…” Minhyuk mused aloud, his hands trailing down to both men’s entrances. Hyunwoo hardly moved, but his cock twitched in his panties and his fingers curled up, while Hoseok moved to cover his face, a series of whimpers escaping his lips. Smiling a bit, Minhyuk teasingly traces around their entrances, never quite making it to the place they obviously wanted him the most.
“You should **** us, master,” Hyunwoo gruffly breathed out, his voice half-lust and half-air. Minhyuk’s eyes light up and he smirks down at his hyung, a pleased expression on his face. He can feel his heart racing in his chest, hammering out a steady rhythm as he observed the beautiful way Hoseok’s body writhed just at the thought of Hyunwoo’s suggestion, his own lips weakly uttering out a ‘yes’ in response. He licks his lips, an undeniably predatory glint in his gaze.
“So soon? But there’s so many things I can do to you-” Minhyuk begins, prepared to start listing off the more pleasing options when Hoseok cuts him off with a needy, whimpering voice.
“We know, but we need you… inside… right now,” Hoseok said, punctuating his beg with a wiggle of his hips. “We’ve waited so long, we need this,” he adds, nipples hard as he rubbed them against the thickly padded bra on his chest. Minhyuk exhales slowly through his nose, contemplating the idea. As much as he wanted to have them on their knees for him, or eat them both out nice and slow… he couldn’t resist such a tantalizing offer. He too had been fantasizing about pounding into both of their perfect asses for a while, and couldn’t argue with Hoseok’s whimpering tone.
“Who wants to go first?” Minhyuk asked, his voice gruff and raspy as he conceded to the idea. Both boys were quiet for a moment, waiting for the other to speak first, and eventually their silence ended.
“Hoseokie should…” Hyunwoo breathed out, not wanting to be rude and say his own name even though he was dripping with pre-*** and desperate for a good ****. He knew Hoseok needed it too, and Hyunwoo was older so he should let the younger one go first. It was only fair. Instantly, Hoseok made a noise of frustration and shook his head.
“No, Hyunwoo- I know how much you need this, I can wait,” Hoseok insisted, biting his lip. As much as he wanted Minhyuk’s cock inside him, he’d seen the way Hyunwoo had fucked himself, how much his arms shook as he tried pounding himself as hard as he needed it. Hoseok licked his lips just at the memory, arousal swelling up. “And… maybe I want to watch you get fucked by Minhyukkie,” Hoseok added, staring deeply at Hyunwoo’s face. Flushing a bit, Hyunwoo looks over at Hoseok, locking gazes with him and taking in his honest expression.
“So, Hyunwoo, are you ready for me?” Minhyuk asked, moving so that he was positioned behind Hyunwoo, his hips mere inches from Hyunwoo’s tempting ***. Gulping, Hyunwoo stares into Hoseok’s eyes, silently asking him if it was alright for him to do this. Hoseok smiled, his hand reaching out to grasp Hyunwoo’s reassuringly.
“Yes,” Hyunwoo replied, and both Hoseok and Minhyuk grinned in satisfaction. Moving away to get prepared, Minhyuk fetches both his bottle of lube and a handful of condoms before walking back over to the bed. Both boys were still kneeling face down *** up, but that wasn’t going to last for much longer- Minhyuk had an idea.
“Hyunwoo, scoot down so that your *** is at the edge of the bed,” Minhyuk ordered. He wanted to **** Hyunwoo while standing, so he could pound him that much deeper and harder. He looked over at Hoseok, wondering what to do with him. “Hoseok, sit up and face Hyunwoo. I want you to watch him get fucked,” he added, lips curling up a bit at the flustered yet clearly excited look that crossed Hoseok’s features.
“Yes master,” Hyunwoo breathlessly responded, moving down and clenching his jaw at the feeling of his *** cheeks spreading. He could feel Hoseok moving on the bed too, and glanced over at him, shocked to see his friend positioned so low on the bed… Moaning softly in embarrassment, Hyunwoo stares over at Hoseok, shocked that his friend would want to watch his *** get pounded from so intimately close.
Pleased with their obedience, Minhyuk sets down the lube and condoms onto the bed before making quick work of Hyunwoo’s thin blank panties, pulling them down to his knees. The fabric got caught by Hyunwoo’s ridiculously hard cock a few times, but it got pulled down nonetheless, and Minhyuk licked his lips as he eyed his newly revealed prize. Hyunwoo’s hole was pinker than he anticipated- a dark red color that showed flashes of cute pink when he loosened up. The fact that Hyunwoo was a bit hairy only added to the erotic visual, and Minhyuk licked his lips, vowing to eat that *** the next time he had the chance.
“So fucking hot,” Minhyuk mindlessly commented, reaching for the lube and pouring out a sufficient amount onto his fingers. Hyunwoo spread his thighs at the compliment, and Minhyuk could hear how Hoseok’s breathing had become ragged beside him. Pressing his lubed fingers against Hyunwoo’s entrance, Minhyuk carefully inserted one, his eyes blowing wide at how easy Hyunwoo was to penetrate.
“O-Oh-” he stuttered out, unable to hide his honest reaction due to the shock. ****, Hyunwoo wasn’t just loosened up, he was literally gaping around his finger. Sweat started to drip down Minhyuk’s back, and he suddenly was aware of just how many unnecessary layers of clothing he was wearing. Cursing under his breath, Minhyuk removes his hand and messily takes off his shirt, his face flushed and eyes frantic with lust.
“Is something wrong?” Hyunwoo timidly asked, unable to see the flurry of animalistic arousal on Minhyuk’s features. Hoseok swallowed, his own entrance undulating at the mere visual before him. Minhyuk shook his head and groaned, pure awe and admiration in his eyes.
“Just that I want to **** your loose asshole so badly I can’t control myself anymore,” Minhyuk replied, his words rolling off his tongue so beautifully it almost felt like he was serenading Hyunwoo with his debauched desires. Shivering, Hyunwoo buries his face in the sheets, his breath coming out in hot pants.
“Unh,” Hyunwoo grunted out, spreading his thighs and loosening his entrance, his whole body hot and flushed. “Then **** me,” Hyunwoo groaned in a soft voice, his mind going crazy just thinking about it. Hoseok swallowed, his eyes impatiently flickering up to Minhyuk’s face. He wanted to watch Hyunwoo get fucked just as much as Hyunwoo needed Minhyuk’s cock inside him- the tension was unbearable.
“Sure thing, baby,” Minhyuk groaned out, pulling out his cock and slathering it with the rest of the lube on his hand after putting on a condom. Beside him, Hoseok whimpers, his eyes wide as he sees how fucking big Minhyuk was, how thick and long his cock was. Hyunwoo was really gonna like this~ Licking the corner of his mouth, Minhyuk lines up his cock with Hyunwoo’s entrance, groaning hotly as he is easily able to press his tip inside. Gasping, Minhyuk pushes in deeper and deeper, going slow even though he knew he could probably go all the way in one fast ******.
A higher than normal, needy moan slips from Hyunwoo’s lips, and both Minhyuk and Hoseok look down to watch his reaction. As Minhyuk pushed inch after inch of his long, hot cock inside him, Hyunwoo found it harder and harder to control his body. His arms reached out across the bed, roughly grabbing the sheets and pulling them tightly towards him, his muscles visibly rippling and straining at how intensely he was gripping them. His back was arched, trailing beautifully down to his small waist that was glistening with sweat already. Minhyuk licked his lips, finding it overwhelmingly erotic and satisfying to have such a powerful man at his complete mercy.
“Can I move?” Minhyuk asked, his cock seated fully inside Hyunwoo, fingers digging into his slender hips. He knew he probably looked a little undone right now, his eyes were frantic as they stared down at his hyung’s ridiculously sexy body, but he couldn’t be damned enough to care. He wanted to **** Hyunwoo like he knew he wanted and needed and god- just the thought was making him tense and this overwhelming sense of desperation couldn’t be ignored for much longer.
“Please-” Hyunwoo begged in reply, his voice warm and crackling with passion and intensity and that was all the encouragement Minhyuk needed. Pulling back, Minhyuk tugs his lower lip into his mouth, pushing himself back in and repeating the motion over and over. He started at a pretty mild pace, but that quickly melted into a fast, hard slapping of hips against hips.
Gasping out a moan, Hyunwoo recklessly grips the bedsheets, pushing and pulling them in an effort to rid his body of the overwhelming intensity wrecking him from the inside. Minhyuk’s cock felt so much better than any of his plugs or dildos ever felt, hit him so much deeper and the luxury of not having to do any of the angling or thrusting was pure bliss. He could just lay down and take it- hard and fast and ridiculously deep, exactly like he liked it.
“So- good-” Hyunwoo managed to bite out, his hard cock throbbing between his legs as his entrance clenched around Minhyuk’s perfect fucking cock. The friction of it sliding in and out, the way Minhyuk’s nails dug into his hip-bones, the burning feeling of Hoseok’s hot gaze on his body… it was damn near overstimulating. In an effort not to blow his load immediately, Hyunwoo grips onto the sheets harder, his muscles flexing and relaxing as he forced himself not to think too hard about how hot and slick Minhyuk’s cock was, about how he could feel the veins rub against his oversensitive hole- He held himself back, but just barely, body shaking from the intensity.
“Where does it feel good?” Minhyuk grunted out breathlessly, his eyes half-lidded as he stared down at Hyunwoo’s glorious back. The way the bra-straps dug into his muscles with every twist of his body made Minhyuk’s blood run hotter, and he resisted the urge to snap them against his skin sadistically. He licked the corner of his mouth, lips parted in a raspy exhale as he continued rutting into Hyunwoo’s soft, relenting asshole.
“Tell master.” He knew his voice was harsh but he also knew that this was what Hyunwoo wanted, and the delicious way Hyunwoo’s body writhed in response fueled Minhyuk’s sadistic streak that much more.
“M-My asshole does, master,” Hyunwoo replied, the honesty in his words almost making Minhyuk feel dirty for even asking. Almost. Smiling, Minhyuk presses himself closer against Hyunwoo’s body, fucking him harder and deeper than before with a tight grip on his hips. Keening, Hyunwoo presses his hips against Minhyuk’s, eyes rolling back at the immense pleasure washing over him. ****, he wasn’t going to last much longer like this. It was everything he’d been craving for so long now – years even – and now that he finally had it, he could barely control himself.
“Gonna ***,” Hyunwoo gruffly declared, his words choppy and almost inaudible. Minhyuk and Hoseok both perked up at that, and Minhyuk ground his tip down deep inside Hyunwoo, his eyes determined as he slid his cock in and out of Hyunwoo’s deliciously half-tight hole.
“Then *** on my cock,” Minhyuk commanded, his eyes darting over to Hoseok and looking at him for the first time since he’d penetrated Hyunwoo. Heart skipping a beat, Minhyuk observes just how needy and downright horny Hoseok looked- he was fidgeting constantly, a deep flush on his pale skin that went all the way down his chest. Clenching his jaw, Minhyuk returned his gaze to Hyunwoo.
“Hoseok, stretch yourself out for me,” Minhyuk ordered, snapping his hips against Hyunwoo’s until he could feel Hyunwoo’s body tense up underneath his. Scrambling to obey, Hoseok grabs the bottle of lube and removes his panties, getting to work on his asshole eagerly. He watched with half-lidded eyes as Hyunwoo came mere inches away from him, his expression tight and scrunched up as he spilled his load all over the bed, his fingers tense against the sheets. Minhyuk growled, the sound primal and deeply erotic, before pulling out of Hyunwoo, his cock ridiculously hard and red from the stimulation. Hoseok felt his breath hitch as he realizes that Minhyuk hadn’t *** yet, but was obviously getting close. Good, because he wasn’t going to last long on such a glorious cock.
“Flip over,” Minhyuk spat out, pulling the dirty condom off his cock before ripping open the package of a new one and rolling it over his cock. He grabbed the bottle of lube and messily poured some onto his tip before crouching between Hoseok’s legs. “You prepared enough?” he asked, face red with exertion and sweat glimmering on his skin. Hoseok nodded his head, glad that he’d been playing with himself earlier today.
“Ye-Yeah, I’m not as, um, used to this as Hyunwoo is though,” Hoseok said, trying to convey that his asshole wasn’t as loose as his friend’s was in a way that didn’t sound crass. Minhyuk seemed to get the message, a small smirk curling on his lips.
“I see~ I’ll be gentle then,” Minhyuk said before pressing his tip inside Hoseok’s pale pink and totally shaved hole. Throwing his head back, Minhyuk’s eyes go wide as he feels just how tight Hoseok was around him. It felt like he was gripping him and pulling him in deeper, and Minhyuk gasped out a conflicted moan, his fingers grasping onto the backs of Hoseok’s knees.
“Damn-!” Minhyuk cursed out, his hair falling into his eyes as he stared down into Hoseok’s face. Hoseok’s eyes were squeezed shut, sweat dripping down his face as his large, plump chest donned with a heavily padded bra heaved with labored breaths. Absolutely beautiful. He pushed in a few more inches, his thighs trembling at the tight, hot feeling encasing his cock. Still moving slow, Minhyuk tried his best not to hurt Hoseok, definitely agreeing that he wasn’t going to be able to take it quite as impressively as Hyunwoo had. He needed to let him get used to the feeling a bit first.
“Faster- please-” Hoseok begged out, his voice half-whine and half-moan. Minhyuk’s eyes darted back up to his hyung’s face, watching the look of absolute wrecked desperation cover his attractive features. Quirking a brow, Minhyuk rocks his hips a bit, reveling in the feeling of his balls slapping against Hoseok’s firm ***.
“Are you sure?” Minhyuk goaded, sweat literally dripping down his face. “You’re so tight though-” Hoseok cut him off before he could say another word.
“Yes- please, Minhyuk- please!” Hoseok cried out, wiggling his hips as he wrapped his legs around Minhyuk’s waist and physically pulled him closer with his large, muscled thighs. Eyes widening, Minhyuk breathes out an airy chuckle, the expression wiping off his face with a dark, sadistic look replacing it.
“Fucking filthy,” Minhyuk groaned out, but he picked up his pace nonetheless, thrusting his cock in and out of Hoseok’s tight little pink hole at a steady, unforgiving pace. Immediately, Hoseok screamed out in pleasure, his hands reaching up to cover his face in embarrassment as loud, needy moans spilled from his lips uncontrollably. Minhyuk threw his head back and groaned, reveling in the feeling of tight heat all around him and strong thighs around his hips. He ****** his cock in and out, the slick feeling of Hoseok’s tightness creating an addictive friction.
“I’m gonna ***,” Hoseok wetly called out, and Minhyuk’s eyes flickered to his face, his expression melting in ecstasy at the adorably overwhelmed look in Hoseok’s eyes. Pumping his cock in and out, Minhyuk feels his own pleasure start to mount to a peak, and he gruffly moans, his hair now sticking to his forehead.
“Me too,” Minhyuk replied, and Hoseok smiled weakly at that, his hand covering his eyes as he lost himself in the pleasure, his cock throbbing and dripping with clear pre-***. Minhyuk ground his tip inside over and over, rocking his hips back and forth until he could barely process anything anymore, his eyes squeezed shut as Hoseok suddenly tightens hard around him and that was all it took for him to bust his load while still deep inside Hoseok.
“Fuck– Minhyuk!” Hoseok called out, his hands reaching down to grope his padded chest, his whole body trembling as he squirts his *** all over himself. Minhyuk groans lowly, his fingers digging in hard against Hoseok’s thighs as he cums inside him. Beside them, a soft groan slips from Hyunwoo’s lips, and Minhyuk looks over at him, aftershocks of his ****** preventing him from moving any more than that. He took in Hyunwoo’s curious, open expression, his gaze trailing down his downright admirable body until landing on the fully hard cock between his legs.
“W-Whoa,” Minhyuk stuttered out, finally collecting himself enough to pull out of Hoseok’s still ridiculously tight entrance. He couldn’t figure out what to say for a few seconds, his mind still reeling from the fact that he’d not only pounded Hyunwoo, but Hoseok too, and his legs were sore from the exertion. Huffing out a few strained breaths, Minhyuk sits down onto the bed between his two boys.
“How are you both feeling?” Minhyuk asked, running a hand through his sweaty hair. Hoseok looked over at Hyunwoo, taking in his friend’s absurdly hard cock. Yeah… he wasn’t ready to be done yet either- he’d need a lot more to make up for the struggle of trying to make due with dildos for years. Reaching up, Hoseok runs his hand along Minhyuk’s thigh, his expression open and needy. On Minhyuk’s other side, Hyunwoo curls a hand around his cock, tugging the hard flesh up and down impatiently.
“So good, Minhyukkie, but we want more~” Hoseok breathily confessed, hoping that Minhyuk understood it was going to take a lot more than that to wear him out. Hyunwoo nodded his head, his tan cheeks flushing attractively as he stared up into Minhyuk’s face.
“Please, master,” Hyunwoo begged in a low but sweet voice, his hard cock twitching visibly. Minhyuk glanced between his two boys, taking in their endearing expressions and adorably bra-covered chests. Any tiredness that he once felt wiped away immediately, and Minhyuk licked his lips, excited to do more things to these two gorgeous men.
“Of course, my angels~” Minhyuk drawled out in response, reaching one hand out to wrap around Hyunwoo’s cock while his other groped Hoseok’s padded chest. “What should we do next?” There were endless possibilities for them right now, and they had both the means and the time to do as much as they pleased. Hoseok and Hyunwoo were staring openly and honestly at Minhyuk’s face, excitement and gratitude in their eyes, and Minhyuk couldn’t help but mirror that same sentiment. There was something magical about it all, and Minhyuk smiled, feeling like there was nowhere else in the world he’d rather be than here~ <3