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Boys In Bras [Now Complete!]

Summary: Hyunwoo and Hoseok had something in common: they were both bottoms that loved crossdressing. Minhyuk finds himself thrown into their whirlwind of fetishes, and is more than happy to try to satisfy their each and every need.

The three don’t know it yet, but all it takes is one happy accident to spur an incredible relationship~

Words: 6,369 (12,204 total)

Warnings: explicit rating, crossdressing

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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 dick 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 cum 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 dick 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 boob, 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 nipple. 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 fuck 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 ass 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 fuck 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-cum and desperate for a good fuck. 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 ass. 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 ass up, but that wasn’t going to last for much longer- Minhyuk had an idea.

“Hyunwoo, scoot down so that your ass is at the edge of the bed,” Minhyuk ordered. He wanted to fuck 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 ass 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 ass 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 ass 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. Fuck, 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 fuck 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 fuck 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 thrust.

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 fuck 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. Fuck, 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 cum,” 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 cum 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 cum 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 ass.

“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 thrust his cock in and out, the slick feeling of Hoseok’s tightness creating an addictive friction.

“I’m gonna cum,” 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-cum. 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 cum 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 orgasm 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

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A Date (For Today)

Written for the Changki Bingo!

Summary:

Changkyun thinks bakery owner Kihyun is flirting with him...

He's not.

[Happy Valentine’s Day!]

Words: 1,578

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Entering the small, charming bakery on the corner between his studio and the subway station, Changkyun walks up to the counter, his usual order on his tongue already. This week had been particularly busy, his schedule crammed as he produced his upcoming album, and Changkyun needed his weekly pick-me-up before he went back to his studio for the night. He exhaled tiredly through his nose, his bleached bangs falling into his forehead as he peered over at the baker behind the register. His nametag read ‘Kihyun’, and there was something innately charming about the precise, orderly way he held himself. Changkyun had always secretly admired him.

“Just a slice of chocolate cake and a coffee,” Changkyun ordered, pulling out his wallet. The baker nodded and fetched the cake, placing it carefully on a plate before setting it down onto the counter before Changkyun. As the baker went to make his coffee, Changkyun glanced over at the slice of cake, confusion furrowing his brow as he sees pink and red decorating the normally all chocolate cake. Looking closer, Changkyun realizes that the flashes of color are actually small hearts, and he feels his cheeks heat up. Flickering his gaze over to the baker, Changkyun smiles nervously.

“So… there are hearts on my cake,” Changkyun says aloud, watching the man set down his coffee with a quirked brow. Nodding his head absently, the baker taps the order into the register, pulling up the total but otherwise not acknowledging the comment. Swallowing, Changkyun continues. “Are you uh… flirting with me?” he asked, chuckling a bit. The baker ruffles up, a flush of indignation on his cheeks.

“You do realize it’s Valentine’s Day, right?” Kihyun asked, rapping his fingers on the counter as he awaited his customer’s payment. “Look over at the display case, all the baked goods have hearts,” he continues, gesturing towards the large display. Changkyun rarely ever looked at it anymore, having long since deigned the chocolate cake the best. Getting embarrassed at his own naiveté, Changkyun puts his card in the machine, his face flushed.

“Uh… yeah, yeah… right,” Changkyun half-mumbled to himself, typing in his PIN number and awaiting the instructions of the machine as he pointedly avoided eye-contact with the attractive baker behind the counter. “Sorry,” Changkyun adds, pulling out his card and scurrying away with his treats. Kihyun watched him walk away to the little table by the window he always went to, a sense of regret coming over him. Frowning a bit, Kihyun runs his hands over his apron, watching the younger man with burgeoning curiosity.

Now sitting at his table, Changkyun finds his gaze locked on the tiny little innocent hearts on his delicious-looking chocolate cake. God, he was such a dork… He didn’t even realize it was Valentine’s Day and here he was single as fuck for another year and making a fool of himself in front of a hot baker that he saw far too frequently to not be embarrassed about. He picked up his fork, digging it into the supple, creamy cake before bringing it to his lips.

He didn’t really think about his relationship status much anymore, but now that it was practically shoved in his face, Changkyun couldn’t help but feel melancholic about the whole day. Glancing around him, Changkyun sees a few other tables occupied, but almost all of them were cute, young couples with their heart-covered baked goods looking absurdly happy and stable in their relationship. Feeling his jaw tighten, Changkyun looks over at the empty chair across from him, and thinks about just how lonely he really was most of the time. He liked being alone, and definitely understood blissful solitude, but he craved affection and romantic attention, too.

Falling deeper into his negative thoughts, Changkyun holds the bite of chocolate cake on his fork, never quite bringing it to his mouth as he stared blankly at the chair across from him. Watching him from the counter, Kihyun bites his lip, guilt nipping at his conscious. He didn’t mean to shut the kid down, but watching him sulk was more frustrating than it was guilt-inducing, and Kihyun walked around the counter to hopefully set things straight.

“Does everything taste alright?” Kihyun asked, breaking the ice as he stood beside Changkyun’s table. Jolting out of his thoughts, Changkyun looks over at Kihyun, his expression blank as he observed the baker. He looked about as composed as usual, but there was something about the look in his eyes that let Changkyun know this wasn’t just about the quality of his baked goods.

“Of course,” Changkyun replied softly, nodding a bit as he finally took the first bite. Kihyun watched the mournful look on the boy’s face and huffed out a breath of air, deciding to cut the shit and just say it.

“Look, I didn’t mean to turn you down or anything,” Kihyun said, regretting how cold his words sounded. Biting his lip, Kihyun rubbed his forearm anxiously, retracting his words. “I’m sorry if I came off like that earlier,” Kihyun added. Changkyun blinked a few times as he processed the words leaving Kihyun’s mouth, and he replied, feeling guilty for making Kihyun feel guilty.

“N-No, it’s okay, seriously,” Changkyun reassured, but Kihyun merely nodded in response as if he wasn’t buying it. He looked down at the table before continuing. “It’s just that I didn’t realize it was Valentine’s Day and I’m single… again…” Changkyun confessed, chuckling a bit in self-deprecation. He could feel Kihyun’s gaze on him, pity in his eyes, and he looked up, the sight affirming his thoughts. “I’m okay, you don’t need to look at me like that.”

Kihyun watched his regular customer reassure him of his happy mood with eyes filled with loneliness, and he couldn’t just stand here and act like he didn’t. Frowning, Kihyun gets an idea, his eyes darting over to the front of the store. His bread baker Hyunwoo had taken over the counter, and there weren’t that many people in line right now, either. It would be fine if he took a break, and besides, this kid looked like he could use some company.

“I’m actually single, too,” Kihyun confessed, moving to sit down across from his customer, his eyes twinkling. “I uh… I can be your date for Valentine’s,” Kihyun offered, watching the look of shock cross over Changkyun’s face, followed by a pink flush coating his cheeks. Panicking a bit, Kihyun raised his hands, his eyes wide. “But don’t misunderstand! It’s only for today,” Kihyun added, looking away as he adjusted his apron nervously. Changkyun chuckled softly at that, observing Kihyun just a bit closer.

He never would’ve anticipated that his day would take a turn like this- sitting across from the cute baker he always saw but never truly knew. He was so kind, asking to sit with him like this just because he saw how lonely Changkyun was. It made his heart jump into his throat, and he chuckled nervously, eyes looking anywhere but Kihyun’s as he forked another bite of chocolate cake into his mouth

“I think I’d like that,” Changkyun said, his voice soft and low as he finally locked gazes with Kihyun again. Smiling a bit, Kihyun adjusts his position, crossing his knees as he leaned across the counter.

“So, tell me about yourself~” Conversation flowed between them easier than either could’ve anticipated, and they soon found themselves on common ground. Changkyun’s appreciation for good music impressed Kihyun, and they bonded over their shared passion for it. Changkyun learned that Kihyun was actually a singer, and was awe-struck at the ear-melting tones of Kihyun’s voice after listening to a sample of a song cover. They talked about collaborating, and hanging out more, and Changkyun’s heart raced in his chest.

“Kihyun-ah!” a warm, low voice suddenly called from across the small bakery. His eyes snapping up, Kihyun sees just how long the line had gotten at the register, and processes the terrified look in Hyunwoo’s eyes. Jolting a bit, Kihyun looks at his watch and winces.

“Oh crap, I need to get back to work,” Kihyun said, looking over at Changkyun with regret on his features. “I guess our date has to be cut short early, sorry about that,” Kihyun apologized, smiling softly. Changkyun nodded his head in sympathy, honestly flattered that Kihyun would spend this much time with a practical stranger while he was supposed to be working. Kicking his feet a bit in shyness, Changkyun looked up at Kihyun with twinkling eyes.

“I understand,” Changkyun said, blinking several times in nervousness. “But maybe… next time we can talk for longer?” he proposed, keeping the word ‘date’ out of his proposition. He couldn’t forget what Kihyun said about this being only for today… he shouldn’t assume that Kihyun would be interested. Straightening his apron after standing up, Kihyun smiles down at Changkyun, a sense of newfound affection coming over him. He was starting to like this kid, and how could he say no to a face like that?

“It’s a date~” Kihyun said before walking away, his steps confident and stable as he went to relieve Hyunwoo of his duty. Watching him, Changkyun feels his face heat up and he sputters, his eyes wide. He supposed Kihyun had changed his mind about that… Biting his lip, Changkyun looked down at his empty plate, staring at the remaining heart decoration with a sense of gratitude.

“Yeah… it’s a date <3”

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