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“Damn Soobinie I know you’re a weeb, but this might be taking things too far..” Yeonjun giggled, pulling out what looked to be a stereotypical anime girl style uniform from the youngers closet. “You like playing dress up or something now?”
“A - I don’t dress up. B - what are you doing in my closet?” The brunette boy grumbled from where he lay upon his bed. Stretching out and scrolling through weverse, occasionally chuckling at a comment from one of their fans.
“I left my shorts here.”
“That’s a dumb excuse. Just say you’re here to steal another one of my shirts and go.”
“So if this outfit isn’t for you to wear..” Yeonjun started, choosing to ignore the youngers comment as he began holding up the hanger that held a white shirt, thin red tie, and a pair of long black socks all covered up by a short, powder blue pinafore skirt.
“It’s not.”
“That may be a good thing, this would probably just look like a top on you..” The elder mused, flicking his blue hair back and turning his attention to the tall boy that was still lounging and not paying enough attention to his hyung. “So who is it supposed to be for?”
“Don’t know.”
“You don’t know?”
“Nope.” The younger stated, holding back a smirk as he heard the elder huff. Yeonjun getting all pouty about not having Soobin’s full attention amusing the boy. Trying to maintain his composure when the blue haired boy plucked his phone from his hands and threw it to land at the bottom of his bed.
“Soobin.” Yeonjun sounded really annoyed by that point, with the younger biting back his amusement at how easily irritated his hyung was.
“Yeonjun.”
“Who’s the outfit fooooor?” The blue haired boy whined, jumping to sit on the bed with Soobin. Still holding the dress in one hand.
“Remember how I briefly had a girlfriend about a year back?” Soobin grumbled. “It was for her to wear while we.. y’know.”
“Ew!” Yeonjun yelled, throwing the uniform in Soobin’s face. “Is this thing covered in come cause that’s gross!”
“No. She never wore it, and broke up with me for asking her to.” The younger plucked the uniform from his face. Throwing it back at his hyung, gulping as he got a brief image of how the blue haired boy would look in such an outfit.
“Really?” Yeonjun mused, picking at the uniform and admiring how the costume wasn’t just some cheap cosplay outfit, but seemed genuinely well made. “It’s just a dress… or a skirt, I’m not totally sure.”
“Well funnily enough hyung, she called me a huge weeb just like you did.”
“I didn’t say huge.. There’s nothing wrong with you wanting your partner to wear an outfit from an anime. If it t… turns you on.” Yeonjun mumbled, turning away from the younger and avoiding his gaze. “It it from that jojo.. jiji, juj-thing you like?”
“You know that’s not the only anime I like, right hyung?” Soobin laughed. Sitting up and making room next to him for the elder to sit with him. Grabbing at his television remote and getting an episode ready, making Yeonjun realise he was about to be forced to watch an episode of some anime that he’d never heard of. “It’s called Neon Genesis Evangelion, it’s from the nineties. Just like you.”
“Brat.” The blue haired boy grumbled at how funny Soobin thought he was.
Before Yeonjun knew it, he and Soobin were at the third episode of the series. And he still couldn’t say he understood a damn thing that was going on, especially while he watched as the main character was getting his ass handed to him by one of his classmates, when Yeonjun thought he was supposed to be tough. Considering he was supposed to be the guy that could save the world, or something.
The blue haired boy sat there blinking in confusion at the screen. Tilting his head that hit against Soobin’s chest without him meaning to, after the younger had wrapped an arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer as they watched the television. His eyes widened in realisation as he finally saw the outfit on screen that was laying across his and Soobin’s legs in real life from where they hadn’t bothered moving it.
“Oh so there’s the uniform.. on that blue haired girl.” He muttered, biting into his bottom lip as he felt the youngers chest moving as he laughed at the comment.
“You’ve seen plenty of the students before her, and you know she appeared in episode one, right?” Soobin stated, laughing at how oblivious his hyung was. Yeonjun choked on nothing at the realisation that he had been zoning out for most of the show. Bringing up a hand to nervously tug at his own blue hair, watching the show with newfound determination. Wanting to prove to the younger that he could get through at least one episode of some kind of animated show.
“Why is he screaming so much?” The elder mumbled, getting thoroughly confused once again at the plot of the anime. Watching the main character fight some sort of creature while sitting inside a mecha unit. The boy only knowing what it was because he thought of it as a transformer instead of whatever it was actually supposed to be.
“Because the angel has two tentacles shoved through his stomach.” Angel? What the hell was an angel?
“But..” The blue haired boy turned to look at Soobin, who was still watching the screen. “Those things are through the robot, not him.”
“The pilots of the robots are synched up with them, so they feel the pain from where the robot gets hit.” Soobin sighed, going along with calling the mechanism on the screen a robot just to appease his hyung. “You really haven’t been paying attention have you.”
“I… Uh…” He hadn’t. He’d been paying more attention to how the younger had been inadvertently cuddling him. Yeonjun was a touchy person after all, so all of his focus was on the embrace he had been a part of.
“I gotta go hyung, I have a meeting at the company.” The younger sounded so disappointed, hauling himself off of the bed. Picking up the outfit and placing it back into his closet. “Just turn the tv off when you’re done.” He said before exiting the room. Leaving Yeonjun sitting there, not knowing whether to look at the door Soobin had just left through, the television that was still playing the nineties anime, or the closed closet where he knew the younger had a cosplay outfit intended for when he was being.. intimate with someone.
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Three weeks. That was how long he managed to hold off without thinking about the damn outfit again. After he wore a skirt to work one day and saw how Soobin’s eyes were trained on him for half of the day. Even though the fabric covered the entirety of his legs.
It got him curious.
Curious to know if he would get the same reaction if he wore a shorter skirt. Or maybe even a dress. Like the dress in Soobin’s closet.
Yeonjun was so curious about it that he found himself ordering new skirts, shorter ones. Ones that showed off his calves. Ones that fell just above the knee. And ones that grazed the halfway point of his thighs as he moved. But he still couldn’t get that uniform out of his mind, even as he adorned the shortest skirt he then owned, that still wasn’t too short. The boy having paired it with a white shirt that was tucked into the waistband of the pretty pink pleated skirt.
“Hyung you look like a school girl.” Huening Kai mused from his place on the sofa, where he was playing video games with his hyungs. His attention being caught by the pale pink fabric until he screamed, realising that his character had been killed on screen while he was distracted.
“Maybe that’s what he was going for.” Taehyun pointed out. Watching with wide eyes as his hyung pulled down the skirt a little bit to then sit on the opposite sofa, next to Soobin. Averting his eyes when he saw how Soobin was eyeing the blue haired boys thighs. Taehyun didn’t need to see his hyungs thirsting after each other even more than they already did in everyday life.
“He’s been going for that look ever since he found the anime girl outfit in Soobinie hyungs closet.” Beomgyu yelled from where he was walking back into the room, arms laden with bags of snacks for everyone.
“He has not.” Soobin mumbled, rolling his eyes at the fact that everyone suddenly knew about his school girl outfit hanging in his room. “Hyung doesn’t even like anime.”
“He would for you.” Huening Kai teased. “He’s gonna start having ahoge.”
“What’s ahoge?” Yeonjun asked, pulling a questioning face at the youngest in the room who was evidently more clued up on anime than he was.
“Isn’t that the face that girls pull in hentai when they’re getting fucked good?” Taehyun asked nonchalantly, sounding way more innocent than he should when mentioning hentai of all things.
“Ahoge is when a character has a little strand of hair poking out of the top of their head. Like when we do apple hair.” Soobin said nonchalantly. “Ahegao is the sex face.”
“Catch Yeonjunie hyung pulling ahegao faces to try and tempt Soobinie hyung.” Beomgyu guffawed a laugh.
“What’s an aheegie face?” The blue haired boy asked, getting more confused by the minute.
“Ahegao.” Soobin corrected, once again sounding disappointed in his hyung. Making the elder squirm in his seat, clutching the hem of his skirt to stop it from riding up.
“Cross your eyes hyung.” Beomgyu instructed him. “Direct them up a bit rather than looking at your nose.”
Yeonjun followed the guidance of his dongsaeng, getting a little confused along the way and ending up looking every which way around the room before he managed to get his eyes pointing the right way. Asking the younger if it was correct considering he obviously couldn’t see what the hell he was doing.
“Now stick your tongue out.”
Yeonjun once again followed, poking his tongue out a little before letting it fully hang out of his mouth at the youngers instruction. Resisting the urge to smirk as he heard a sharp intake of breath beside him before the rest of the boys started to giggle. Teasing Soobin for his reaction to his hyungs face, the members cackling as he jumped from his seat and stomped down the hallway of the dormitory.
“You can stop anytime you know hyung.” Taehyun giggled. Yeonjun silently thanking him because of how his eyes were starting to hurt a bit from pulling the face. “I like when we get to tease Soobinie hyung.”
“And I’m sure he’ll like it when Yeonjun keeps pulling that face at him.” The youngest in the room laughed loudly at the notion, making the other two join in with teasing his hyung that had remained in the room.
“I’m not gonna keep pulling that face.” The blue haired boy insisted, not even totally believing himself as he received three sets of eyes staring at him.
“You are. Or you should. You’d definitely get Soobinie hyung all riled up if you did.” One of them insisted, with Yeonjun not even paying anymore attention to them as they all laughed on the sofa.
“You guys suck.” The blue haired boy huffed, walking off down the hallway to his room and trying to ignore how he passed by Soobin’s locked door. Yeonjun entering his own room and sitting in front of his mirror. Googling ahegao faces in order to practice what he had to do. Just to tease the younger, of course. Nothing else.
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Another week or so passed, with Yeonjun and the others really going to town on Soobin’s reaction to his hyung pulling an ahegao face. The elder contorting his face every time that Soobin attempted to tease him for something, or every time he just needed the boy to remain quiet for a moment. Although it was getting to the point where he could sense the younger getting a bit annoyed with him, he just couldn’t stop.
“Hyung I swear to god if you pull that face one more time.” The brunette grumbled. Staring at his hyung over breakfast as the other three members ran around the dorm trying to get ready quickly. Whereas Soobin was still eating some cereal and Yeonjun was just sitting there, being a little shit to start their day.
“Whatcha gonna do?” The blue haired boy dragged his tongue back into his mouth to speak. Correcting his eyes only to see how the younger boys eyes had darkened while looking at his hyung.
“You don’t wanna know what I’ll do.”
“Oh I do.” Yeonjun pushed further.
“You don’t.” Soobin insisted, pushing his brown locks from his forehead. Somehow the hairstyle making him look more authoritative and leader-like.
“Hm. I’m not so sure..” Yeonjun knew he was taking it too far. And yet it really did nothing to stop him from rolling his eyes and letting his tongue hang out again. The blue haired boy gasping as he felt Soobin’s diving towards him before his mouth encased the elders tongue. Sucking on the muscle harshly as he brought up his hands to hold Yeonjun’s head in place.
The elders hands fell from where he had initially grabbed at Soobin’s collar to push him away. Quickly melting into where the younger was sucking messily at his tongue, letting Yeonjun’s own drool coat both of their chins as he put the elder in his place. Making his brain go fuzzy around the edges as the younger pulled away, just as rough as he had begun the contact. Wiping his own mouth to break the strings of saliva connecting his mouth and Yeonjun’s tongue just before the other members made their way back into the room, somehow not noticing what a mess their eldest was. With his face covered in spit and his dick already throbbing in his pants as he sat there completely dazed.
And that was all it took.
All it took for Yeonjun to become absolutely obsessed with the idea of Soobin fucking him. The idea of Soobin’s hands on him. The notion of the younger dressing his hyung up in the pretty little anime school girl outfit still hanging in his closet. The elder taking himself apart on a dildo almost every night after the tongue sucking incident. Until one day.
One day where Yeonjun was blessed with a free afternoon. Not a single thing scheduled for him to do. The boy able to just lounge in the dorm to his hearts content, while the others went about their jobs for the day. Meaning they would be out for hours. Leaving Yeonjun all alone for hours.
The idea had already settled in his head, etching its way into his brain as he indulged in a long shower with nobody to interrupt him by insisting they needed to shower too, or shouting that they needed to use the toilet. He planned how was going to sneak into Soobin’s room, although he didn’t really need to sneak when he would be the only one in the house. He was going to steal the school girl uniform from ‘Nengie Ginger Evangelion’ or whatever it was called and dress up in it. And then, he was going to fuck himself on his pretty pink, silicone dildo until he came all over it.
He would clean up the outfit of course… If he had time.
The blue haired boy just couldn’t get the idea of getting fucked in the clothing out of his mind ever since he had found it in Soobin’s closet. Wanting to know what it would feel like, bouncing in someone’s lap with the fabric still covering his dick. Would it bounce along with his movements and expose him? Would it add an extra layer of stimulation as his wet cock rubbed against the inner part of the skirt? He just needed to know.
He stared at the outfit laying upon his bed for a moment, after going ahead with taking it from the youngers closet. He was debating whether to go through with his plan for quite a long time, ultimately choosing to go ahead with it and worry later once he realised he was losing precious time. The boy unhooking everything from the hanger before stripping his entire outfit off, apart from his underwear.
Yeonjun pulled the white top over his head first, where the hem grazed just above his belly button. The fabric quite tight around his chest and abdomen, which was nothing new. He had worn many tight crop tops before, that was nothing out of the ordinary.
Yeonjun then opted to pull on the black stockings that had been on the hanger underneath the dress. Deciding to save the actual dress part until last, as he knew he wouldn’t be able to take his eyes away from his reflection in the mirror once he saw it. The socks hugging at his calves, just under his knees. He could freely admit that he looked a bit dumb at that point, dressed in only a crop top, boxer shorts, and long socks. Even more so as he was taking the time to tie some sort of red string around the collar of the shirt. The boy pulling up the show once more so that he had a frame of reference as to what he was dressing up like. He mostly had an idea after having sat on Soobin’s bed after the boy had left the time they were watching the anime. The blue haired boy making it through at least another eight or so episodes before giving up with how confused he was getting.
Then it was finally time.
Yeonjun picked up the powdery blue skirt. Lowering it to the floor so that he could step into it before slowly pulling it up his body. Biting his lip as the waistband caught around his ass for a moment, slipping up as he gave it a bit of a wiggle. The boy pulling up the pinafore sides to rest around his shoulders. Looking in the mirror and seeing that something was wrong.
The boxer shorts were sticking out of the bottom of the dress. Ruining Yeonjun’s first look at the outfit and making the boy sigh loudly. Stalking over to his dresser and pulling out a pair of small, white cotton panties. Yanking down his underwear before stepping in to the clothing item that had been a gag gift from Beomgyu at some point. Scrunching his face up as he realised they were way too small for him, with the fabric not covering his dick at all. Making Yeonjun have to rearrange his parts so that his cock was pointing upwards, pinned in place by the panties as he pulled the skirt back down to cover it. Taking the time to tuck his crop top into the high waistband before taking another look in the mirror.
That time it was everything Yeonjun could have hoped for. The blue colour of the dress contrasting with his skin beautifully. The waistband so tight around his tiny waist that it made him look like he had an hourglass figure. The skirt only just to say covering the cheeks of his ass, exposing his little panties if he bent his body even slightly. He was so excited to get off in the outfit he could already feel his cock leaking a dribble of precum, with it being rubbed off onto the inner section of the skirt immediately. The boy biting into his lip as he admired himself in his bedroom mirror, getting ridiculously turned on just by dressing as an anime girl.
“And what do you think you are doing, Yeonjun?”
Yeonjun screamed at an almost absurd sound level. Clutching at his chest as he whipped around to see Soobin standing in his doorway. Looking absolutely gigantic with how instantaneously small the blue haired boy felt. His heart hammering within him while he panicked quickly about being caught when the younger was supposed to be out of the dorm for so much longer.
“I… I… It’s not…” The elder stammered, unable to calm himself down. Especially as Soobin walked so calmly over to him, putting a hand under his chin and tilting his head up so that he could no longer avert his gaze from the brunette.
“You…” Soobin confirmed, not doing anything to lessen Yeonjun’s panic. “I have to say. I never took you for a thief Yeonjun.”
“‘M not..” The elder mumbled. Too distracted to notice the lack of honorifics coming from the brunette boy who was still holding his face. “Was gonna… put it back..”
“You were gonna put it back once it was covered in your come? What a dirty boy.” The younger seemed to move even closer. Yeonjun being able to feel how their bodies pressed together at the front, feeling Soobin’s warmth penetrating his skin.
“N-No I wa…”
“Why don’t you show hyung how pretty you are? Dressed in your little skirt?” Soobin asked, and oh. That definitely did something to Yeonjun. The notion of not being the eldest, even if it weren’t accurate, making him gulp loudly. “Twirl for me.”
Yeonjun watched, motionless as Soobin pulled away from him and sat on the edge of the elders bed. Making a twirling motion with one of his long long fingers that Yeonjun hadn’t really paid much attention to before that moment. Feeling compelled to oblige as he turned around slowly, letting Soobin see the outfit from all angles.
“Faster.” The younger demanded, making Yeonjun turn again at a quicker speed. Which in turn made the skirt section of the dress fly out, flashing the elders panties to him. The brunette biting his lip harshly at the small item of clothing that was revealed. “Oh baby. Dressing so pretty for your hyung. Why don’t you come over here and show hyung how appreciative you are for him letting you dress in such an outfit?”
“W-What does hyung want me to do?” Yeonjun stuttered, despite his legs instantly carrying him over to where the younger sat with his legs spread wide apart. The elder sighing as Soobin’s big hands trailed up his thighs, briefly pushing the skirt upwards as his hands came up to settle on Yeonjun’s waist. Wrapping the entirety of it in his grasp and digging his fingers in.
“Get on your knees for me baby.” Soobin requested, loosening his grip so that the elder could sink down onto his knees in front of him. The boy having enough room to do so with how wide apart Soobin’s legs were. With Yeonjun then being at eye level to see the growing bulge within the youngers jeans. His eyes widening when Soobin undid them, moving the fabric enough for his enormous cock to spring out, alarming Yeonjun at the sheer size of it.
“I… T-That won’t fit..” Yeonjun stammered, his eyes not able to leave the dick hovering in front of his face.
“Sure it will baby. It’ll fit in that little whore mouth of yours. I’ll bet it’ll even fit in that pretty little pussy of yours.” His deepening voice had Yeonjun rubbing his thighs together as he kneeled on the hard floor, reaching out a hand to wrap around the youngers cock. His middle finger only just to say meeting his thumb around the sheer girth of the brunette boys dick.
Yeonjun opted to start by pressing soft little kisses to the tip. Gasping as Soobin ran a hand into his blue hair, holding his head firmly just to keep him nearby, not forcing him any closer. The elder poking his tongue out every now and then to leave kitten licks against his skin. His hand jerking only slightly to push the younger into full hardness.
He wrapped his tongue around the head, coating it in his own saliva before pulling back to admire how shiny the tip had become. Coming back in to wrap his lips around Soobin’s cock and beginning to suckle at the end, whining at the taste of the younger against his tongue.
The pressure on the back of his head was making him dizzy. The younger still not trying to force him down his cock but just holding him there. Letting him pull off whenever he needed to gasp in a breath or two. With Yeonjun slowly sinking down a little further every time he pushed his mouth back onto Soobin’s dick. Covering him in spit and making the slide marginally easier each time until he felt the cock starting to slip into his throat. Trying desperately not to choke. His free hand holding onto the hem of his skirt tightly as the younger gripped onto his hair harder, pulling his head up and down his cock slowly after giving Yeonjun explicit instructions to tap his leg if he needed to pull away.
Despite the elder not tapping his leg, Soobin did tug the boys head off of him every now and then to let the elder gulp in a breath. The brunette groaning whenever he saw strings of saliva connecting him and the blue haired boys mouth. Making a total mess of Yeonjun’s face as he pushed his mouth back onto his cock, fucking into him like he was just his own personal fleshlight instead of his band mate.
“Such a fucking good girl for me.” Soobin moaned. Making Yeonjun’s eyes roll back at the sensation of not being in charge at all. And just the way the younger kept referring to him like he was a girl because of the dress had him whining around the large cock pulsating in his throat. “Gonna fucking c-come..” Soobin tugged him off of his cock, holding him still by the hair as his other hand wrapped around himself.
“Mmn..” Yeonjun let slip out, his hair being tugged turning him on even more.
“Pull the face baby.” Soobin requested, jerking his huge cock in front of the elders face. Yeonjun remaining a bit confused only for a moment before realising what the younger wanted him to do. Crossing his eyes and letting his tongue hang out of his awaiting mouth. Where the younger fisted his wet dick to completion as he spilled come on Yeonjun’s face. Coating his cheek, thick lips, and tongue before pushing the tip back into his filthy mouth, letting the rest pour down the elders throat.
“Y-You taste good..” Yeonjun whispered, his brain coming back to him a little bit when the younger stopped tugging his hair and he stopped pulling the anime face that riled Soobin up so much. Yelping as he was scooped up and thrown onto the bed, only just catching himself on his hands and knees as the brunette climbed on behind him, gripping the hem of the skirt and lifting it up to see Yeonjun’s ass being presented to him. Spanking one of the cheeks lightly when the elder wiggled his hips to try and entice the younger, as if he needed to.
“So pretty.” Soobin whispered before tearing the underwear from the blue haired boys skin. Throwing the article of clothing across the room that was ripped and covered in precum already. His long fingers rubbing at Yeonjun’s rim softly. Tapping at the sticky substance that was surrounding his hole. “Already got your pussy all nice and wet for me baby.”
“Mhm..” Yeonjun confirmed, even though he had just gotten ready in the shower to be able to take his dildo. But he wasn’t going to admit that out loud at that very moment.
“You got more lube in here Yeonjunie?” Soobin asked, still making the elders brain fuzzy with how he didn’t refer to Yeonjun as hyung, made even better with how he kept calling himself it instead. The brunette leaning over Yeonjun’s body and grabbing the bottle of lube out of his nightstand before going back to where he had been kneeling behind the boy. Coating his fingers generously and pushing two into his hyungs pretty little hole.
“Oh fuck..” The elder whispered as Soobin’s thick fingers rubbed up against his walls. Making the three he had prepared himself with feel almost pitiful as he felt himself stretch even further around the intrusion. “Fuck me so good hyung..”
“Such a pretty hole for me. Fluttering around my fingers already.” Soobin groaned, thrusting his digits in steadily before edging in a third finger. “Gonna stretch so tight around my cock for me, aren’t you baby?”
The words were almost too much, with how Yeonjun could feel the pleasure from Soobin’s fingers sending tingles all throughout his body. The boy crooking his fingers slightly to add pressure to his prostate had him basically screaming through the entire apartment. Feeling himself tipping closer to the edge despite the fact that Soobin had only been fingering him for around two minutes.
“S-Soobinie..”
“Soobinie what?”
“Fuck… Soo-Soobinie hyung..” Yeonjun whined as his hole clenched down around the youngers fingers. Rutting his hips back and forth as much as he could while thick ropes shot out of him. Coating his skirt as his cock jerked, coming untouched for what he assumed would only be the first time of the day.
Soobin pulled his fingers out without remorse. Watching in delight as the elders hole twitched around where it no longer had anything to clamp down upon. The younger lubing up his still hard cock before rubbing it over Yeonjun’s entrance. His tip threatening to slip in every time that his hole fluttered around it.
“Hyung in me. I-In please.. P-” Yeonjun babbled. Needing nothing more than the younger to stuff him full as Soobin’s hands came up to tug his shirt out from where it was tucked into the waistband of his outfit. Rucking the material up to be able to flick at the elders puffy nipples, stimulating him even more as his tip fully breached Yeonjun’s hole. His cock sliding in smoothly with very little resistance as he provided more pleasure at the top half of his body. Smiling to himself as he noticed Yeonjun’s arms shaking with the effort to hold himself up.
“You were going to waste this pretty little dress weren’t you baby?” Soobin said as he finally bottomed out within the elder. His hips pressing firmly to Yeonjun’s backside as he moved them in little circles to get the elder used to the stretch. “Gonna fuck your tight little cunt with a piece of plastic and waste the opportunity to get railed.”
“I-I was..” Yeonjun admitted, whining at every tiny movement the boy made while still pinching and rubbing at his nipples. “Was gonna fuck my p-pussy..”
“Were you gonna think of me. Think of my dick ramming into you while you wore the outfit I bought?” The blue haired boy knew it was all just talk, and that Soobin wouldn’t have expected him to think of the younger as he came. However it was so good to hear that Yeonjun found himself instantly agreeing. Fully aware that he probably would have thought of Soobin, after being surrounded by his scent from where the dress had been hanging in his closet.
“Y-Yes..” He felt that familiar prickle in his stomach again, barely able to hang on even just as the younger remained stretching him out. “Wanted you to fuck me, wanted you to catch me and make me your little whore.”
“God. So good for me..” Soobin started pumping into him, his balls slapping against Yeonjun’s skin with the force of his thrusts. With the elders arms shaking uncontrollably, falling down onto his elbows and arching his back. Feeling his cock slamming even deeper into him while he wailed from where his head fell to the mattress. His cock twitching again as he neared release.
“Hyung can’t h-hold..”
“Come on angel, so pretty for me when you come all over my cock.” Yeonjun’s hips faltered from where he was attempting to meet the youngers thrusts. His dick bouncing, getting covered in the come that was already all over the skirt as he released a fresh load to mingle with it. His entire body shaking while Soobin remained hammering into him. Moving his hands to grasp at Yeonjun’s arms, folding them behind his back and gripping onto them to pull the elder back onto his cock. Watching in awe as his hole clenched around him as he ground into it. His large dick getting sucked up into Yeonjun’s ass, moaning at how the elder was stimulating him with his hole without even meaning to.
“Need.. Need it Soobinie hyung…” The elder panted, edging into overstimulation from where Soobin pounded his cock into him. “Come in m-me…”
Soobin groaned into the air. His cock pulsating within Yeonjun as he emptied into the gorgeous boys hole. Pulling out momentarily to see a stream leaking from him before pushing his cock back into him. Fucking his own come into the elders greedy little hole. Grinding into him at the same speed and pushing him close to yet another orgasm. The younger threading his fingers into blue locks and yanking the boy up so that his shoulder was pressed against Soobin’s chest. Trapping his arms that were still behind him in between their bodies. Yeonjun’s cock bouncing as the younger continued to thrust in mercilessly.
“So messy for me.” The brunette whispered into Yeonjun’s ear. Pressing his mouth to it and letting out small groans, watching from the side as the elders eyes started to cross again without him even meaning to that time. One of his hands coming to rest at the base of Yeonjun’s neck, not pressing against it, just holding.
“Dirt… Dirty…” The elder whined as he felt Soobin’s release trying to flow out of him, but getting it fucked back into his hole with every thrust inwards that the boy made. The contact of his hips hitting Yeonjun’s ass sounding so wet thanks to the initial lubrication and then the sheer amount of come that Soobin had leaked into him.
“I love it.” The younger panted into his ear. “Love watching you come apart on my cock. Love you being absolutely filthy for me.”
Yeonjun whimpered as Soobin put his hands between the two of them. Taking Yeonjun’s limbs and releasing them, letting his arms fall so that he could pull the elder completely back to rest against him. His hips still rolling and drilling his dick into the elder. Smirking as it became apparent that the blue haired boy had no idea what to do with his hands once they had been freed.
“Play with your little tits baby. You normally can’t keep your hands off of them, can you?” He growled into Yeonjun’s ear. Guiding his hands up to cover his pecs, and encouraging him where he started to pinch his nipples. The elder crying out as he quickly became overwhelmed. His dick grazing against the soaked fabric of the skirt as Soobin pulled him back onto his cock. Wrapping his large hands around Yeonjun’s waist and moving him wherever he wanted rather than letting him be in control for any part of it.
“Soo-” Yeonjun broke off into the loudest whine he had released while they had been fucking. His entire body shaking as he threw his head back to rest upon Soobin’s shoulder. His third release hitting him like a train, the lack of a break between him coming was making him so dizzy he didn’t think he could even stay awake for much longer.
The younger returned one of his hands to the blue strands before him. Using his grip to turn the elders head. Pulling him in to connect their lips, even with Yeonjun’s mouth hanging open as he could do nothing more than whine while Soobin continued to thrust into him. His limbs shaking uncontrollably as his cock leaked continuously within the school girl skirt. Overstimulation clinging to him relentlessly and causing him to not be able to move, basically turning him into nothing more than a fucktoy for the brunette to ram into.
“Nngh..” Yeonjun grunted as he finally made his mouth move, pressing his own lips back against Soobin’s to the best of his ability. Bringing up a trembling arm to wrap around the back of the youngers neck, holding his head in place and whimpering into the minimal space between them as he licked into Yeonjun’s mouth.
“Such a fucking greedy pussy.” The younger growled, ramming into the elder with force. Bringing down a hand to smack against Yeonjun’s ass, the slapping noise ringing out through the room to mingle with the sounds of the younger fucking into him and the loud whines that he couldn’t help letting out. “Already had a load and it’s begging for more.”
“Hyu- Hyung..” Yeonjun whined with tears springing to his eyes. Making out with the younger with as much passion as he could muster. Sliding their tongues together and whimpering when Soobin sucked on his tongue, much like he had done when Yeonjun had started initially mocking him with the anime face.
“Gonna fill up my baby. Make you nice and full with my come.” Soobin rambled, losing his sense of composure and ramming into the elder. Dropping his head to bite into the boys shoulder harshly, enough to leave a hefty bruise that their stylists would no doubt yell at him for later. Slamming his hips against Yeonjun’s ass as he started to shoot thick ropes into him. Coating his insides in his release, holding the blue haired boy in place by wrapping his arms around Yeonjun’s tiny waist. Digging his fingers into the fabric of the skirt, keeping him essentially pinned to a point where he could do nothing but just accept the come spilling into him.
“Jesus Soobin…” Yeonjun panted out as he finally began to come down from the endless high. Whining as the younger pulled out slowly, letting his come leak from Yeonjun’s hole and fall all over the loose jeans he was still wearing. Flipping the elder over unceremoniously and smirking as the boy bounced on the bed. His skirt having shifted up enough to show Soobin just what a mess he was in.
“So fucking pretty for me Yeonjunie.” He whispered before spreading the elders legs, settling between them and guiding his somehow still hard dick back to his wet hole. Yeonjun practically screaming as he started to push in again. The instant pressure against his sweet spot doing nothing to help him come down.
“F-Fuck do you never get soft or something?!” He yelled, despite the fact that he grabbed onto Soobin’s shirt. Pulling at the article of clothing to tug the younger closer. Biting into his lip as he felt pressure against his ass once the boys hips met his once more. With Soobin knocking his hand off momentarily to pull the shirt over his head, revealing his chest and abs. Yeonjun looking on greedily at the body that was then revealed to him, even though it wasn’t the first time he had seen it, it just seemed different as the younger was pounding into him. His abdomen flexing with each thrust that he made.
“With you dressed like this? Not a chance… Not until you’re fucking ruined baby.” He growled out. Grasping the small red tie around Yeonjun’s neck and pulling him up slightly to be able to kiss him again. Swallowing the blue haired boys whines as he started to push in and out with increased speed.
Yeonjun looked like an absolute wet dream beneath him. With his knee high socks that adorned his smooth legs having fallen down. The limbs clinging to Soobin’s sides with the younger pushing even deeper into him. His little anime school girl outfit having rucked up to expose his cock, absolutely covered in his own multiple loads of release. His dick slapping against his stomach with each thrust that the younger made, with Yeonjun gasping at every wet noise that accompanied it. His shirt was still pushed up to above his chest, exposing his perky nipples that had swollen up from where he and Soobin had been playing with them. And then on top of everything, the sight of his flushed face with dried come still splattered on his cheek and his eyelids fluttering in pleasure had the younger biting back a loud moan.
“Soobinie... Don’t stop…” Yeonjun panted out, letting a hand fall to touch where Soobin’s dick was stretching him out. Wetness coating his fingertips as the younger continued to fuck his come back into him. Making Yeonjun incredibly messy. His eyes beginning to roll back into his head as he bit into his lip, whimpers escaping his mouth with each harsh thrust into him.
Soobin felt like he was losing his mind. Lifting a hand to press his fingers against Yeonjun’s mouth. Pushing his fingers in and groaning as the elder suckled at his digits. Fucking the boys mouth at the same time as stretching his hole out.
“There we go baby.. Show hyung.” Soobin panted, pressing his fingers down against the elders tongue to get it to hang out of his mouth. Reminiscent of the ahegao face that Yeonjun had been torturing him with for weeks. Not wanting to admit how much it turned him on even though the elder could tell how his thrusts became harder at the face that he was then pulling.
“I..” The small sound made its way out of Yeonjun’s mouth. The blue haired boy unable to concentrate enough to actually form words as Soobin pounded into him. “O.. Oppa..”
The word seemed to push the younger into overdrive. His hips slamming against him as he drove his massive cock into Yeonjun’s hole. Making the elder scream as he was pushed to the edge for the fourth time since they started. His cock twitching as it shot out an almost pathetic dribble of come that mixed with everything else coating his skirt. Effectively ruining the school girl outfit.
Soobin groaned out, chasing his own orgasm as he held Yeonjun’s waist tightly, roughly thrusting into the blue haired boy whose face was still holding in the same expression that he knew drove Soobin insane. Despite how he was whimpering, with tears streaming down his face as he got increasingly overwhelmed.
“Fuck.” The younger moaned, pulling out quickly to not push Yeonjun even further. Already feeling like he had gone too far with railing the elder. Taking his large cock in his hand and pumping it quickly, thrusting into his hand until he started to shoot thick ropes all over Yeonjun and the powdery blue skirt. His come mixing with Yeonjun’s release to cover both the elder and the fabric. The brunette all but collapsing on top of the elder, but managing to hold himself up just enough to not crush him.
Yeonjun only seemed to come around again as the younger pulled a large shirt over his head. The blue haired boy belated noticing that he had been showered, with all traces of come being removed from his body before he was lowered into Soobin’s bed. His entire body feeling sore, even with how satisfied he was feeling after being completely taken apart by the younger.
“Welcome back hyung.” Soobin laughed lowly as he noticed Yeonjun’s eyes coming back into focus. Laying down next to him and wrapping his arms around the elder. Nuzzling into his neck and sighing contentedly.
“Mm. Hyung?” Yeonjun asked, his voice sounding croaky as he attempted to snuggle into the younger in return.
“You’re hyung when we’re not fucking. I’m hyung when we are… Or oppa apparently.” Soobin giggled against the skin of his neck. Making Yeonjun squirm with how his breath hit the sensitive skin.
“Shut up.” Yeonjun yawned from how purely exhausted he was after receiving the fucking of his lifetime.
“So…”
“So? Soobinie?”
“So… What anime are we watching next?”