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It is a mostly normal day for Gunil. He went to the company to practice songs for the upcoming comeback, then went to the gym. It was around 10 pm when he arrived back at the dorm he shared with Jungsu, when everything completely changed.
He walks into the dorm following his usual routine, taking off his shoes and setting his gym bag by the door. The lights were on, but there was no Jungsu to be seen. It wasn’t too unusual; maybe he was in the bathroom or grabbing something in his room.
Gunil walks into his room and begins rummaging through his dresser for clothes to take a shower. The dorm is silent except for the hum of appliances, the air conditioning, and a slight noise that Gunil can barely make out. The sound of whimpering?
Gunil stops rummaging through his dresser and stays still to listen more closely. No, it was definitely whimpering. Is it Jungsu’s TV? Or Jungsu himself? Is he hurt?
He decides it's best to check; it couldn’t hurt. He makes his way out of his room and down the hall. He sees that Jungsu's door is open a crack, and soft light is flowing out of it. He walks his way up to the crack in the door, and before he looks in, he hears something that definitely came out of Jungus' mouth.
“G-Gunil Hyung, please…M-More…” Is what he hears, and his heart falls into his ass. Is Jungsu really doing what he thinks he is? And saying HIS name during it? He knows he's probably not supposed to be hearing this, but he can't walk away now.
He hears a slight rustling and heavy breathing; no matter how much he tries to convince himself differently, he knows Jungsu is jerking off, and now he supposedly knows Jungsu’s feelings as well.
He knows it's wrong to stay and listen, but he can feel his face flush, and himself getting hard. As much as he is in denial, he has had sexual thoughts about Jungsu before. Maybe jerking off to him a few times… Okay, maybe more than a few, but he has always tried to repress these feelings, telling himself nothing would ever happen and that he can’t think like that. He is the leader of this group, and he can’t let his feelings get in the way.
Maybe this was the time, maybe today he can finally share these feelings with Jungsu. Up to this point, he's just listening to the moans and whines coming from the younger man, but he wants to see him. He finally builds up the courage and looks through the crack in the door that Jungsu has left open.
‘Oh fuck.’ is Gunil's first thought when he sees him. He's on his knees on his bed, straddling a pillow, his dick gliding against the soft material of the pillowcase with every thrust, also leaning over, bracing himself with his hands on either side of the pillow.
Gunil is so fucking hard, and he's dizzy with arousal; he can see Jungsu’s thighs tense with every thrust, his hair sticking to his forehead, and sweat dripping down his neck. Gunil knows that at this point, this is all he will be able to think about for a long time.
Gunil is thinking about what to do next when he accidentally bumps the door open a little with his shoulder. He’s absolutely fucked.
Jungsu suddenly scrambles to cover himself with the blanket bunched up on his bed. “H-Hyung, it's not what it l-looks like,” Jungsu stutters out. His pupils are dilated, and his chest is heaving up and down at a fast pace from the adrenaline of being caught and from humping the pillow.
Gunil is frozen in place for a second, but he decides today is now or never. “It’s okay, I heard everything, my name specifically.” He makes his way into Jungsu’s room, grabs the rolling chair from his desk, and moves it to the front of the bed. “Please keep going, Su, I want to see you…” Gunil coos out as he sits down.
Jungsu, still in shock, keeps himself covered for a second while still staring at Gunil, but as he thinks about what Gunil is offering, he doesn’t want to let this chance pass; he needs to please his Hyung, to show himself off, and finally get what he's wanted for so long.
He slowly uncovers himself, and Gunil can barely keep himself from pouncing onto him. His pubic hair is trimmed and neat, and his cock is above average, the perfect mix of length and girth. And right now his tip is red, angry, and leaking, and prominent veins are showing on his shaft.
Jungsu gets back onto the pillow, somewhat embarrassed but also extremely horny. He wants Gunil to tell him what to do, to guide him. The anticipation in his lower stomach turns him on even more.
Gunil sees Jungsu waiting for instructions, and he feels his dick twitch in his sweats. “Go ahead, Su, move your hips slowly for Hyung.” He purrs out.
Jungsu does what he’s told and starts thrusting his hips slowly against the soft fabric. The build-up to orgasm he had before is now gone, but he knows that soon enough it will be back. He feels the sweat from before drying on his skin, making the air around him feel cooler.
“What a good boy listening to Hyung!” Gunil exclaims in a praising tone. This causes Jungsu to move his hips faster, and Gunil notices. “Did I say you could go faster?” Gunil questions in a stern tone.
Jungsu slows his hips down, slightly embarrassed from letting himself get so eager. “No, I’m sorry, Hyung, please, I promise I’m a good boy.”
Gunil responds while lifting his hips off the chair to pull down his boxers and sweats. “That's what I like to hear.” When Gunil finally gets his sweats and boxers off, he gives himself a few strokes. The length of his cock is shorter than Jungsu’s, but he’s girthier, and instead of just his tip getting red when he's hard, his shaft does as well, veins also showing.
Gunil strokes himself at the same pace that Jungsu is following. Whimpers are now falling out of Jungsu’s mouth as he feels sparks in his dick every time it slides against the fabric of the pillow. As for Gunil, quiet groans escape his throat. The noises that they both make mix perfectly.
“You can g-go a little faster, kitten, but not too e-eager, okay?” Gunil gets out between groans. As soon as Jungsu hears that, he speeds up to a medium pace, not too fast and not too slow. “Y-yes, Hyung, thank you, thank you so much…” And in response to Jungsu’s increasing pace, Gunil increases the pace of his hand around his cock as well.
Jungsu starts leaking precum onto the pillow he's humping, the white fabric getting stains in the spot he's focusing on. The pressure in his lower stomach is slowly returning. He watches Gunil's hand stroke his own cock meticulously, the sound of the precum against it filling the room.
Jungsu is almost drooling thinking about Gunil's cock inside of him, how well it would hit every spot inside him. He’s wanted Gunil like this for years; he’s dreamed of this, dreamed for his Hyung to tell him what to do to himself.
“You’re so pretty, kitten…F-Fuck” Gunil grunts out. He notices the sweat dripping down Jungsu’s neck and the way his eyes slightly start to roll into the back of his head. “Go even faster, baby…” Gunil purrs out.
Jungsu listens and speeds up his pace, but as soon as he does, he can feel his impending orgasm creeping up on him. He wants the release so bad, but he wants his Hyung to be the one to make him cum.
Jungsu keeps humping the pillow until he starts to lose rhythm, and his hips stutter from him being close. He stops and looks at Gunil with the most pleading look on his face. “H-Hyung, I need you, please.” He feels tears well up in his eyes; he’s so desperate for Gunil to touch him.
Gunil takes the hint and stands up from the chair, taking off his shirt. He climbs onto Jungsu’s bed, and the first thing he does is take Jungsu’s face in his hands and give him a small kiss. Jungsu is hungry for more, so he deepens the kiss until it's sloppy and their tongues are fighting each other for dominance.
Jungsu knows that Gunil has just gotten back from the gym; he could smell the slight musk coming from him, he loves it, and he also loves the sweat that has started dripping down his neck from jerking off.
“Hyung, you smell so good…” Jungsu coos out as he puts his head into the crook of Gunil's neck. While he's at it, he also licks some of the sweat drops that are dripping down Gunil's neck.
The feeling of Jungsu’s tongue on his neck causes Gunil to shiver and let out a throaty groan. Fuck he doesn’t know how much harder he could possibly get.
This is Gunil’s breaking point; he can’t take it anymore. He pushes Jungsu down onto the bed by his shoulders, leaning over him. “Do you know how bad I’ve wanted you, Jungsu?” Gunil looks into Jungsu’s eyes, pupils dilated. “You are so much prettier than you ever were in my head…” Gunil whispers while tracing Jungsu’s slight curves with his palm.
Jungsu’s dick twitches at Gunil's words and the feeling of Gunil's palm ghosting over his side; he needs him inside him. “Hyung, I need you inside me,” Jungsu whines out, obviously needy.
“Condom?” Gunil asks. He may be desperate, but he wants Jungsu to be as comfortable as possible. “No,” Jungsu says quickly, almost not even letting Gunil finish the question. “I want to feel you in me…” Jungsu purrs out eyes half lidded with lust.
Gunil reaches up and pets Jungsu’s hair, “My pretty angel is so needy for Hyung's cock, huh?” Jungsu nods his head quickly, eyes glassy with need.
Gunil looks down between Jungsu’s legs and sees something he didn’t know was there: a buttplug with a blue gem. Gunils' face heats up even more. He looks up at Jungsu, and the next thing he says drives Gunil insane.
“I like having this in when I jerk off, because I like feeling full and pretending it's you…” Jungsu sputters out, embarrassed, his face is beet red, and he’s looking to the side away from Gunil.
Gunil doesn’t wait anymore and sees the lube on Jungsu’s bedside table, supposedly from the buttplug earlier. Since Jungsu has a plug in, there is no need to stretch him out, so Gunil pulls out the plug and throws it to the other side of the bed.
He starts by squirting some of the lube onto his hand and jerking himself off to spread it around. “Hyung, please, I can’t wait anymore,” Jungsu pleads. His chest is flushed, and his dick is leaking onto his stomach.
Finally, Gunil gets to do what he's wanted to do for so long: be inside Jungsu. He slowly pushes just the tip in so Jungsu can get used to his girth. He can already feel how tight Jungsu is and how his hole clamps down on him; he doesn’t know how long he will last at this rate.
A few seconds later, he pushes more of himself in, but stops when he feels Jungsu tense up and sees his brows furrow. “You okay Su?” Gunil asks while slowly caressing Jungsu’s hip. “Mhm…” Jungsu hums out, “You’re just a little big, and it burns a little, but it’s okay, keep going.”
So Gunil does just that and slowly pushes himself in up to the hilt, his balls touching Jungsu’s ass. “Fuck…” Gunil whispers, Jungsu is so tight, and he wants to move. And just as if Jungsu read his mind, he whimpers out, “Move, please, Hyung…”
Gunil doesn’t hesitate, thrusting into Jungsu at a steady and somewhat soft pace. Jungsu lets out small whimpers; he can feel Gunil’s cock dragging against his walls. The burn of the stretch is still there, but as a few minutes pass, the burn starts turning into pleasure.
“You feel so fucking good, Angel,” Gunil grunts out. He stares into Jungsu’s glassy eyes, and it looks like tears are forming. He is flushed down to his chest, and sweat begins dripping down his body. “You're so pretty too,” Gunil coos out. He can’t wait to see what he looks like as he cums around his cock. The release would be because of him.
That thought is enough for Gunil to lose some semblance of control, thrusting deeper and faster while lifting Jungus' legs to allow for his cock to kiss his sweet spot perfectly. But Gunil notices something, a slight bulge now showing in Jungsu’s belly. He gets lightheaded; he doesn’t think he’s ever seen something so hot before.
Gunil places his hand over the bulge, “Su… Look how deep I am.” Jungsu looks down, confused at first, until he sees the bulge in his own belly, and all he can do is throw his head back in pleasure and let out a guttural moan. Jungsu’s cock leaks out a few drops of precum; he's getting close.
“H-Hyung, it feels so good,” Jungsu whimpers out. The pleasure is so strong that tears start to flow down his cheeks; he’s never felt this before, but he knows the tears aren’t bad. Gunil gets nervous for a moment, thinking he's done something wrong, until Jungsu says, “K-keep going, p-please!”
Gunil leans down while still thrusting into Jungsu, licking the tears from Jungsu’s cheeks, and trailing small kisses to his lips, and slipping his tongue into his mouth. Jungsu is so far gone that all he can do is suck Gunil’s tongue in return. The sounds of Gunil's balls relentlessly slapping against Jungsu's ass and their moans and whimpers fill the room.
Jungsu pulls away; he's close, and he has to let Gunil know, “G-Gunil Hyung, I’m c-close.” Gunil presses his forehead to Jungsu’s, the sweat from his forehead dripping onto Jungsu. “M-me too, kitten,” Gunil grunts out.
“H-Hyung, please don’t pull out, I want you to c-cum inside of me, I want to be f-full of you and to have your k-kids pleasepleaseplease…” And as soon as Jungsu says that Gunil feels the coil in his stomach snap, he pushes himself as deep into Jungsu as possible, as ropes of cum fill the younger man up, Gunil’s throaty groans bounce off the walls.
Not long after, Jungsu follows, his hole clamping down onto Gunil's dick as his cum splays out on his own stomach. He lets out a high-pitched whine as his dick twitches with each rope of cum.
After they both ride out their orgasms, Gunil looks down at Jungsu. He looks absolutely beautiful, his red and tear-stained cheeks, the fucked out look on his face, and his broad frame glistening with sweat. “Jungsu, you look so beautiful…” Gunil whispers as he cups Jungsu’s cheek in his hand. Jungsu looks away shyly, but he has a smile on his face, and his face goes beet red.
Finally, when they have both calmed down, Gunil pulls out and puts the buttplug in place of his cock to keep Jungsu full. “Shower or just some cleaning up?” Gunil asks while getting some of Jungsu’s hair out of his face. “Just a wet towel, please, I’m so sleepy…” He sleepily responds.
Gunil gets up off the bed and almost walks out the door of the bedroom until Jungsu calls for him, “Gunil Hyung… Will you stay and cuddle with me?” Jungsu has an unsure look on his face, almost as if he's afraid that Gunil will say no.
He smiles back at Jungsu, “Of course, Su, why wouldn’t I?” Gunil comes back with a warm, damp towel and wipes Jungsu off softly. Jungsu is half asleep but has a slight smile on his face. Gunil then wipes himself off and hops into bed beside him, both of them still naked.
Gunil lies on his side and takes Jungsu into his arms so Jungsu’s face is in the crook of his neck. Gunil rubs Jungsu’s back as they cuddle, the warm light from the lamp and their soft breaths fill the room.
Suddenly, Gunil breaks the silence, “Jungsu… I know this may not have been the most romantic start, but I’ve had feelings for you since debut. I think I love you.”
The last thing Jungsu says before he falls asleep in Gunil's arms is, “I love you too, Gunil Hyung...”