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It’s been two days and Sehun can barely get out of bed still. Two days since he’s been crashing in Baekhyun and Chanyeol’s room. Two days since he’s talked to anyone else besides the two. Two days since his cousin called him a slut and refused to look at him. He can’t understand why Jongin was acting the way he did that day. They talked about it a bit, and Sehun figured they were on the same page about what was going on. He was mistaken. How did Jongin just come in and act like that? Was it because of how close he was to Baekhyun and Chanyeol? That can’t be the case because according to all of them, they have all fooled around with each other. So why would he get mad at Sehun for being close to them?
“Hey Hunnie,” Baekhyun’s voice causes the latter to open his eyes, “I got you some food.” Sehun first looks at the time and notices it says 19:00. He slept the whole day, again. As he rolls over and sits up, Baekhyun places his favorite dish in front of him. Even though it's summer and Sehun is dripping in sweat regardless of just wearing boxers, he couldn’t even recall who they belonged to.
“How’d you find this?” With this heat, it would be impossible to find good kimchi jjigae.
“Find? It's homemade.” Baekhyun giggles and a stupid boxy smile appears, giving Sehun a look of laughter. A little is better than nothing.
“Thank you,” Sehun says taking a sip of the hot soup
Beakhyun sighs, “You know, as much as Yeollie and I enjoy having an extra body in bed, you are going to need to talk with Jongin soon.”
“Why? For him to call me a slut? He was fine to fuck me like one but has the never to come back after hitting and a quitting to call me the slut?” Sehun’s eyes were pierced as he stared at the jjigae in front of him.
“Listen, he’s one of my best friends-”
“You said that before too and looked at what happened,” His eyes met Baekhyun, “He doesn’t care! Never has, never will!”
“Wow,” Baekhyun tilts his head to the side, “You are stupid.”
“Thanks, I didn’t notice that falling for my cousin would be stupid-”
“I will slap the shit out of you. I’ve known you for less than a week and I want to strangle you, I think that's a new record.” Noticing Sehun’s silence, Baekhyun continues, “Who do you think made you this? Whose clothes do you think you are wearing? Jongin is my friend, yes, but he isn’t perfect. He’s waiting for you to talk to him but he’s trying to help you.”
Sehun just rolls his eyes, “Sure he is.”
“Hunnie, “ Baekhyun gives him a soft hug, wrapping his arms around the younger and resting his head on Sehun’s shoulder., “Men are stupid, they say stupid shit. When you love someone you can be upset with him, you can be annoyed with him and want to rip out their throat. But when you love them, you will work through it with them. Do you think Yeolie and I don’t fight? We fought after he punched Jongin. I think Jongin was wrong, but I also think Yeolie shouldn’t have fought him.”
“That's a lot to process right now.” Sehun just stares at his jjigae, mind going faster than he can process it.
“I know sweetheart,” He gets up and places a kiss on the younger’s forehead, “take your time but also if any more of our friend group has to listen to Jongin complain we might kill him before you see him again.”
Baekhyun moves around the room, cleaning the nest Sehun has built up for the past two days. The silence is deafening for Sehun, as it forces him into his thoughts. Thoughts he doesn’t want to address. “What's he doing now?”
Baekhyun smirks, of course, he wants to know, “Probably getting yelled at by the boys?”
“Boys?” His faulty voice shows signs of clear jealousy.
“I mentioned them a few days ago, but other stuff happened.” He huffs out, as he folds some laundry on the floor, “Do you wanna meet them? They are friends of mine and Jongin, and after everything they have heard about you, they want to meet you.”
“What have they heard? Why do they want to meet me?” After everything that has happened in just a short amount of time, he doesn’t know if meeting new people, especially close friends of Jongin, is a good idea.
“Nothing bad, I assure you. But the whole house has been against Jongin after the incident,” A pit forms in Sehun's stomach, a pit filled with guilt, “so he needed to talk to someone about it. It's a group of twinks,” another pit forms, this time jealousy.
Beakhyun notices the shift in the air, “Don’t worry, we are more like brothers than lovers.” The joke causes both of them to giggle, “Okay, that doesn’t work in this situation but you know what I mean.”
“I guess meeting them wouldn’t be a bad idea,” Sehun is still hesitant
“Perfect, because they are coming over later!” Beakhyun’s boxy smile appears.
“What? Why are they coming here?”
“Because two of them were looking for new clothes so they wanted to take a look in my closet.”
“But, I’m here!” Sehun pouts
“Oh hush up,” He tosses a shirt to Sehun, “This is still my room. I have been nice enough to let you stay here with us but if Jongin and Yeolie play a death glare game each time they see each other I don’t think I can separate them.”
“He’s jealous?”
“No shit,” Baekhyun laughs, “Yeolie keeps grinning at him every time almost to say ‘ya, I’m sleeping with your boy’. Jongin isn’t taking it well.”
“Stupid, he was okay with the idea of it but now he hates it and calls me a slut.” Sehun huffs.
“Okay, I’m not defending him,” Beahyun starts, but gets cut off
“Sure as hell sounds like you are to me.” Sehun turns away, acting like a child in the eyes of Baekhyun.
“Oh my god, will you just listen to me.! I’m trying to help ya, you fucking dense ass twink!” Silence sits between them, “No wonder tops always complain about us.”
Sehun lets out a little giggle, easing the tension in the room and causing Baekhyun to relax. “Sorry for being a bitch.”
“You have every right to be, just direct it at the right person because if Then comes and he hears that sass he’ll make you feel worse.”
“So, um, what are the others like?”
“Oh, you’ll love them.”
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Downstairs, the tension isn’t any better as Junmyeon is currently trying not to pop a blood vessel with the two loofs in the kitchen. Jongin had just finished making lunch for a house, mostly for Sehun, but plenty for the rest of the house too, and Chnanyeol purposely glared at Jongin while eating a takeout he ordered instead of Jongin’s lunch out of spite. He may be the president but he doesn’t feel like dealing with these muscle heads anymore. He is so close to considering murder as the only option, as it's been days of this bullshit. Why doesn’t anyone in this house talk to each other? Jungmyeon thinks.
“I have a game we should play,” He only gets eyebrows raised from Jongin and Chanyeol while the rest of the frat brothers look at him with hope. “Let's talk about our problems like civilized people or Junmyeon will murder the muscle idiots!”
“I’m not the one with a problem here,” Chanyeol pops a french fry into his mouth while leaning back in his chair.
“Like hell, you aren’t” Jongin hushes, but was still aggressive enough to catch everyone’s attention.
“Really?” Chanyeol howls, “Because if I remember correctly I’m not the one with the fuck up in love with my cousin.”
“Do you wanna fucking go Yeol?” Jongin stomps over to Chanyeol.
“Why the fuck not? If I recall I’m to one you knocked your sorry out last time.” Chanyeol stands up to meet Jongin. Chanyeol is just slightly taller than the latter but tall enough that at chest to chest, he has to look down at Jongin showing his dominance over the other.
“Calm the fuck down you too” Junmyeon tries to get their attention but to no avail.
“Nah, I wanna see who wins!” The expected voice breaks through the kitchen causing every head to turn to where it comes from. Within the mess that was unfolding, no one heard the owner of the voice and others entered the house. In the doorway stood Ten and Taemin, who usually enter unannounced. Still clad in their oversized coats, looking like kimbap, Ten skips over to the two who look ready to kill. “Hey Yeollie, I missed you over break.” He jumps up wrapping his neck around the taller man, making Chanyeol hold him up by his waist. “Could you maybe not hurt Jongin again, the only thing he has going for him is his face.”
“The fuck!” Jongin yells, feeling invisible till a hand rests on his shoulders. He turns back to see Teamin standing next to him. The presence of the older causes him to stand down and turns to walk away.
Junmyeon mouths a thank you to Teamin, he just nods while Ten is busy distracting Chanyeol. “Why don’t you get off before Beakhyun comes and kills you? I’d rather not clean up a second murder from happening.”
Ten giggles and plans a kiss on Chanyeaol’s neck, making the older tighten his grip around the smaller waist. “Don’t worry, I’ll deliver this devil to my hellspawn.”
“Hellspawn? Did you finally impregnate Hyunnie?” Leave it to Ten to have a wild imagination. “Bring me to your master you big dog!”
“Master? I think you are confused about who’s in charge here Tennie,” Chanyeol carries him out of the kitchen and leads him to Baekhyun’s room while Teamin just rubs Jongin’s back who is still in the kitchen.
“You need to not fight him,” Taemin says calmly.
“Don’t you think I fucking know that-“ A loud slap rings in Jongin’s ear as fed spreads across his face.
“No. Who do you think you are talking to?” Taemin isn’t one to be pushed around. While he’s not the oldest of the group and the third wildest before Ten and Baekhyun, he doesn’t like when others yell at him. “Just because we broke up doesn’t mean you can do this shit still.” Was it a low blow? Taemin will admit it was. Does he think it was needed? For sure.
“Did you need to bring that up?” Jongin is more hurt by that statement than he is by the slap. He knows Teamin wouldn't let him out of pure anger, he already knows how to get him to shut up. Similar to what Chanyeol did but he wasn’t ready to lose face in front of Chanyeol. Call it a stupid toxic masculine thing, but he rather takes a hit from the bottom than a top.
“Ya, it got you to stop yelling no?” Taemin reaches out to rub the cheek that he just slapped. “I get you are going through a lot right now, I can’t even imagine what you are going through. Although that does not mean you should be in this weird toxic alpha male shit you got going on.” He leans forward to press a kiss on Jongin’s forehead. “It's hard, that's understandable. The issue you have with Chanyeol is a completely different one. You two need to talk it out first because if you talk to Sehun and it doesn’t go perfectly, well, let's just say Sehun has a bodyguard now.”
Deep down Jonign knows he needs to talk to Chanyeol about the situation. Chanyeol is a big part of his life. His closet frat brother, his teammate, his gym bro, and his platonic soulmate. On top of all that, his best friend group all love him, especially since one of them is dating him. Staying on the bad end of Chanyeol isn’t intimidating like it would be getting on Kyungsoo’s bad side, but he feels like it would hurt him a lot to be going through all that.
“I wish it were easy…” Jongin sighs, taking a seat at the counter.
“It would be, but you are kind of fucking your cousin. I don’t think that makes anything easy.” Taemin smiles a bit but says nothing further.
“How are you feeling?” Jongin asks, a bit hesitant.
“About what? My life, your fighting with Yeollie, or how I feel about my ex now fucking his cousin?”
“All of the above?” Jongin smiles a bit, releasing how he’s been so distracted by his issues that he hasn’t paid attention to what his friends might be going through. “Sorry, I’ve been a shit friend recently.”
“Baby,” Taemin takes a seat across from him, “you’ve been going through a lot right now. I’m doing great, still just getting ready to finish my master's but not much else. As for you, I wish you weren’t in this mess. I just have a question, a very serious one for you.”
“What is it?”
“What do you feel for Sehun, is it lust or romance?”
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“How could you keep such a handsome man from me?” Ten whines, “Are you sure you are a bottom? With that face?”
“Oh please, we both know if you can take Jongin fully you have to be a total bottom.” Baekhyun laughs as the two throw around clothes across the room looking to create the perfect outfit.
Chanyeol feels Sehun tense under him. Once he brought the younger friend up to his boyfriend’s room, he decided to stay and cuddle with Sehun, who accepted without complaints. “Ten, if you say shit like they Hunnie here might take it the wrong way.”
Sehn huffs, “If doesn’t matter, he can fuck whoever he wants.”
“Oh, Hunnie? Can I call you that too?” Ten asked, looking up at Sehun from the floor. With the eyes of a cat, Sehun nods his head figuring Ten would still do it if he wanted to regardless of what he says.
Chanyeol rubs up one of Sehun’s arms, “You don’t mean that Hunnie. We all know the thought of him fucking someone is not something you are okay with.”
The younger sneers, “It does matter if I’m okay with it or not, he's going to do it anyways with whoever he wants.”
“And right now, he wants you Hunnie.” Chanyeol’s voice is soft but stern.
“Want me? Of course, he does, he just wants a slut to fuck and I happened to have been the one to open his legs.”
“Sehun,” Chanyeol’s voice is just stern, losing the soft touch, “If Jongin wanted to fuck any slut, then he would have found someone instead of being pent up.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” To Sehun, it seems like this couple has a weird way of trying to cheer someone up.
“If it doesn’t make you feel better, then it wasn’t supposed to.” Ten speaks up, “But if Jongin is keeping his dick in his pants, then that means he does take you seriously.”
“So when he fucked me the first time, he wasn’t?”
“Wow, you are a thick-headed bitch.” All heads turn towards Ten. Sehun was surprised that someone he just met would say some shit like that to him, but he guesses this is what Baekhyun warned him about. “Jongin fucked you because he wanted to. But since you are fighting he hasn’t hooked up with anyone even though people have tried. Either your pussy is god’s gift to tops or he’s in love with you. No matter which, he wants you. So stop being a little bitchy bottom cunt and accept the fact that your hot cousin wants to put his huge cock inside you.”
Taking a moment to process that, Sehun speaks up, “That’s the problem, he’s my cousin!”
“So, you have a hot family member who wants to fuck only you. You are living every fag’s dream!” Ten yells but everyone can sense the teasing tone behind the smirk, “Listen, all of his close friends know and don’t care. Everyone else won’t even be able to tell you two are related besides the fact that you guys are both hot. I say enjoy the dicking down now and figure out the long-term shit later.”
“With a man who calls me a slut?”
“You know what? You are the one who rode his cousin’s cock while he was sleeping, you are a slut. Own it and show him how good of a slut his little cousin is.” Everyone is shocked by his words, but judging by Chanyeol’s hardon against Sehun, he can’t help but agree. The sex was great but still. “Talk to him about boundaries so he and Chanyeol don’t fight like they did when I got here.”
Now Beakhyun’s attention snaps, “Oh they were fighting?”
“Ummmm,” Cheanyeol doesn’t even know what to say, but Sehun feeling the older man’s boner go down makes him sense how nervous he is now.
“They were about to fight if me and Taemin didn’t stop it.” Ten smirks at Yeol and goes back to the closest to throw my clothes around.
“Can you stupid fucking wanna-be alphas not act like dogs in heat about Sehun for one minute?” Beakhyun’s pillow finds its way to the cuddling duo, forcing Sehun to be between the couple’s play fighting.
“It's him who’s pent up!” Chanyeol giggles, raising his arms in defense acting innocent.
“Maybe I should help him,, it's been a while since I have?” Beakhyun’s thoughts only keep up with his words once they are speaking. He looks down at the younger who is laying next to the man he is currently sitting on top of. “Fuck. Sorry Hunnie, that was a joke.”
Sehun smiles, “It's okay.” He pauses to think, “I’m fine, it didn’t upset me.”
“You don’t need to lie if I offended you, you can stand-”
“No, I’m serious,” Sehun grabs Baekhyun's hand and sit-ups, “I know you guys play around. It hurts knowing that he got mad at something he does. He thought I’d fuck Yeollie and he got angry even though they’ve fucked.”
“Hey!” Chanyeol intervenes, “We never fucked, just some jerks and bro jobs!”
“Yeollie, baby,” Ten comes out of the closet, again, “Shut the fuck up, you dumbass.”
“Ya! Listen to Tennie!” Baekhyun smacks his boyfriend playfully.
“Fine, I’ll talk to him soon.” Sehun sounds defeated.
“Good, because the fucker is in your room,” Beakhyun says now laying on top of his boyfriend.
“How do you know that?” Sehun inquires.
“Taemin said in the group chat.” Beakhun then kisses his boyfriend who reaches up and grabs his ass.
“Okay, I’m leaving before I have to watch them fuck.” Sehun gets up from bed.
“Oh, but that's why I’m staying.” Ten laughs.
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Sehun walks through the hallway, wearing just his little panties with an oversized shirt he took from Jongin. While he’s still angry with his cousin, he didn’t think going to talk to the older man wearing someone else’s shirt would be a good idea. What was he even going to say to Jongin? Sorry, you think I’m a slut even though everyone says I am? Sorry for making you think I was sleeping with Chanyeol even though you all said I could. None of it makes any sense. It’s all Jongin’s fault but for some god-forsaken reason, he’s the one going to talk to the other.
Before he reaches Jongin’s room he sees a tall blonde-haired man walk out of the room. Sehun has to control his jealousy but then he remembers that Jongin was with a friend of Baekhyun and Ten. He can’t deny that this man is extremely attractive. His mind works too fast and he starts to wonder what his cousin and this man were doing alone in his room. The two lock eyes and Taemin smiles, a smile that crushed Sehun inside thinking that if this man wanted to steal his man then he would be powerless.
“You must be Sehun,” the guy walks up to Sehun, “I’m Taemin by the way.” He leans against the wall and nods his head towards Jongin’s room, “When you are ready to go in, just go before he continues his stupid whining. I don’t think I can listen to that anymore.”
“Um,” Sehun thinks, “Is it bad?”
“Bad is an understatement. I don’t think I’ve seen him this way even after any of his breakups.” Taemin looks down. He’s a bit hurt knowing that even after he broke up with Jongin, he wasn’t this upset. His cousin must mean a lot to him, but knowing he wasn’t even close caused the same reaction after years of dating hurt. “I know he’s an idiot, but keep him happy.” With that, Taemin walks away but Sehun is a bit confused by his words. Keep him happy? It was Jongin who made him upset, why is it up to him to keep Jongin happy? Shouldn’t those words be said by Jongin, not him?
Eventually, Sehun builds up the courage and enters the dorm room. The musky smell slams Sehun’s nose. Not the musky or sexy but the stench of a room that hasn’t been cleaned. He figures Jongin, like him, was by no means to be hygienic during his slum. Sehun can’t complain fully as he also hasn’t bathed since hiding in Baekhyun’s room. The smell makes him go a bit lightheaded and slightly turned on. He knows it's nasty, but he’s already fucked up as it is so why should this be anything out of place from him now.
He spots Jongin, laying in bed. The older one doesn’t even notice him yet, seemingly staring out into space. Sehun knows this isn’t the correct thing to do, it never is, but he can’t help but admire his cousin’s body. He’s seen it before but something right now makes his head all fuzzy when looking at him. The same thing happened when he last tried to have a serious talk with his cousin the day after he moved in. Jongin’s hair is down on his forehead clearly, not styled nor washed as the sweaty air is pushed back away from his reddened face, signs of crying. The arm closer to Sehun at the door, is raised in typical Jongin fashion with his hand behind his head, showing his flexed muscles. Usually, that would be enough to cause Sehun to buckle but the lack of self-care on Jongin shows a lot more. Jongin’s slum, like Sehun assumed, caused him to care little about cleaning up and the amount of armpit hair coming from Jongin’s pit was a clear sign of that. While Jongin did have some hair before, it has grown quite a bit since he last saw his cousin.
Not just on his pits, but the hair on his legs only highlighted his tanned legs even further, showing off the strong thighs on display sneaking past the basketball shorts. But it's above the basketball shorts that is the most problematic. His happy trail has spread over even more across his abs, no longer just a line going up but rather a trail that only further accentuates his v-live. These abs sculpted by the gods paired with the v-live lead to what has had Sehun hypnotized every time he's since it. The shorts aren’t pulled up, they never are, showing the top half of his thick pubes that are shining from sweat resting on his pelvis and the band of his shorts. The bulge is always noticeable, but blame the sight and the smell because today it looks somehow even better even when covered still.
Sehun doesn’t notice how long he’s been standing there until Jongin shoots up in bed and is looking directly into his eyes, “Sehun!” Jongin shouts in surprise, “You’re here!”
“Umm,” Sehun choked and swallowed, “Ya, I wanted to talk a bit.” He still feels a bit lightheaded but he needs to have this conversation with Jongin right now. More like days again but rather late than never.
“Okay, ya sure.” Jongin sits up now realizing how messy he looks sitting in bed. “Wanna take a seat.” He pats the space next to him but Sehun chooses to sit at the end of the bed by his cousin's feet. This isn’t Sehun's smartest move because now he has a view of everything Jongin has to offer. He isn’t a feet guy, but Sehun thinks that Jongin’s might make him one. If he tries to look, Sehun swears he can see up his cousin’s basketball shorts.
"Um," Jongin starts, "can I apologize-"
"No amount of apologizing can change what you did," Sehun cuts him off. "You said it already and you meant it at the time."
"But I don't know-"
"But you did feel that way! It's one thing to call me a slut while having sex and it's another thing to do out of sex when you think I slept with your roommate!" Sehun raises his voice as Jongin sits there in silence.
"I'm…" Jongin looks down, "I'm sorry Hunnie, I just don't know what happened. I've never reacted that way to Chanyeol. We've shared a lot, even his boyfriend, but seeing how close he was to my cousin triggered me."
Sehun sighs, "You can't be that possessive over me. We are just cousins-"
"What if we weren't?"
"What?" He's taken aback by his older cousin’s words.
"What if we were more than cousins? I mean long term not sure, but right now I want to hold you and fuck you like lovers do."
"Jongin," Sehun meets his gaze, "you can't say things like that?"
"Why not?"
"Because you'll make me lose my mind."
"What if that's what I want from you?" Jongin doesn't even have time to finish his smirk before Sehun jumps on him for a kiss. Straddling his cousin, Sehun leans down to kiss Jongin while using his hands to feel up the order's chest. Jongin wastes no time controlling the kiss and resting his hands on the younger’s waist. The kiss is intense, full of emotion and domination. Sehun knows how to work his tongue, but Jongin doesn't plan to let his little cousin have the upper hand. With a squeeze on his waist, Sehun whines and moans giving Jongin the perfect time to dominate the kiss as his tongue finds its way into Sehun's mouth. Sehun surrendered to the kiss and his feelings. If it’s wrong, why does it feel so good? But the kiss ends abruptly as Jongin pushes him back.
“What's wrong?” Sehun huffs out, forehead pressing against the other's.
"Are you sure you want this? Fully?" He wants to hear Sehun give full consent before doing something he'll regret.
"Jongin, my cousin. If you don't ram your huge cock inside me and destroy my pussy I will go to Chanye-"Jongin goes ballistic and flips them over, tossing Sehun to the bed and trapping him between his arms. Sehun's eyes widen as he sees how feral Jonging looks.
"Baby, if you can still move after I'm done with you, I'll let Chanyeol take a turn with you." Sehun loves this, being talked to like slut in a sexy manner.
"Would you watch?" Sehun wraps his legs around Jongin's waist, feeling the huge cock grow up against his balls.
"Baby wants his cousin to watch him getting fucked? You think I'll just sit there and jerk off?" Jongin leans down to kiss his neck.
"Or join," Sehun's words trigger Jongin to bite him, causing him to whine. The thought of his cousin being used between him and his best friend would have passed him off just the other day but right now it was a fantasy. "Or use Baekhyun."
Jongin growls and shoots up looking down at Sehun, "Fuck Sehun, really?"
"Need to give him something to suck on while his boyfriend is busy." Sehun could feel Jongin's sweat dripping down on him. He would normally say something, but he's happy being covered in anything his cousin is giving him.
"Baby, don't!"
"Jongin, I know you wanna fuck and you will, but I prefer if we agree on the people who we can fuck."
"Now who's being possessive? Want us to be open?"
"Not dating yet, but let's see where this leads."
"It's going to lead with you screaming my name." With that, the fight for a dominant kiss takes place again. Sehun is happy this time to lose the fight as his cousin's grip on his hair forces Sehun into early submission. From the kiss to his neck to his chest, Sehun doesn't even notice his shirt was ripped off. He doesn't notice that any of their clothes are gone till he feels Jongin's lips around his cock.
"Jongin!" Sehun wants to stop him but the tongue dancing on his cock causes him to moan. He arches his back and buckles him, making Jongin take all his cock. He's quite small but he's never had a guy do this to him before. The wet feeling of Jongin's warm mouth completely covering his cock has his head spinning.
"You are such a pretty baby. Such a cute cock." Jongin eyes never leave Sehun's fucked out face. They only just started but Sehun is already slipping away from reality. But experiencing his first blowjob by his own cousin is a euphoric experience.
"Please…" Sehun begs, unsure of what he wants.
"What is it, princess?" Jongin uses one to lazy stroke Sehun while the other slides between his balls and taint, never quite reaching Sehun's hole.
"Please… my pussy…" the younger whines.
"Aw, my little girl wants his ass pussy played with already?" This teasing already has an effect on the younger. Jongin smirks and kisses down the bases of Sehun's cock, pushing the younger's legs up to fold him in half, kissing his thighs. The pale, smooth, soft flesh of Sehun's inner thighs slowly starts to light up with pink and red marks, as his older cousin's mouth dances around the smooth canvas.
The moans coming from Sehun fill Jongin with pride. As the direct contact between the two is no longer on the younger's pleasure point, the sounds he is making spark interest in Jongin, knowing how sensitive the younger is. Jongin moves to have a perfect view of the younger person on his back, legs spread pressing against his chest, covered in bruises and marked up. Jongin’s canvas.
Sehun’s hole was already spread and open, gapping and waiting. Matching the rate of Jongin’s own heart beat, Sehun's hole pulses with hunger. For Jongin, it only confirms the lustful and sinful desire of his baby cousin: to be used. "Fucking hell Sehun! Are you sure your hole wasn't used by him? Looks freshly abused."
"N-no!" The whines from the younger are trained with desire. "I-i.. um,"
"You what, baby?" Jongin's thumb slowly brushed over the hole, making the younger shiver in anticipation. "You have to speak up."
"I ca-an't," The stimulation of his cousin's fingers on his hole has him shaking already. The feeling of control Jongin has right now cannot be matched, seeing his little cousin squirm under him without even being inside him.
"Tell me baby, or you don't get anything."
"I used Baekhyun's dildo, thinking about you! I was so angry but I couldn't st-" Sehun gets cut off with a scream as he feels Jongin's thick fingers enter him. Not one or two, not just three but four fingers jammed right into his hole.
It wasn't much of a tight fit around Jongin's fingers, but he wasn't gentle at all. "Fuck whore! The only dildos he has are molds of Chanyeol! You say you didn't fuck him but you used a replica of him!" Jongin was not gentle when finger fucking Sehun, it's the faster the younger has ever experienced with fingers. Not bending to even find his prostate, just aggressively going straight in.
The discomfort should serve as enough justification for Sehun to protest, as the aggressive unforgiving nature of Jongin’s fingers rummage through his walls. The force of Jongin’s hand slamming into this body, knuckles attempting to enter, feeling him bruise the entrance to his hole. This is of course, just in theory. As for reality, the pain only serves as pleasure.
This does not go unnoticed by the older of the two. A sinister smirk spreads across his face as his cousin’s expression mixes near orgasmic pleasure with pain. Jongin wonders how lucky he is for finding Sehun. He thanks his grandparents, his parents, and his aunt and uncle for producing both him and Sehun. He thanks them for having such a fucked up family that forced him to take the younger in. He shouldn’t be relishing in these fucked up thoughts but when is he to think about when he is four finger deep into his younger cousin’s ass?
“Getting so upset when I call you a slut or whore but here you are, beneath your older cousin getting your useless pussy prepared for your family’s cock?” Sehun takes a bit of a game, but Jongin can feel his hole tighten as his words only further the pleasure. This Jongin could work with. A pretty boy to walk around with, but his slut behind closed doors.
Even with Sehun’s hole not a loose hole, he knows it will be perfect for his monster cock, “You ready for your cousin's cock?”
“Y-yes-” Sehun forces out, but barely sounds coherent.
“Yes what? You fucking whore.” Jongin uses the hand he isn’t fucking Sehun with to slap the younger’s face.
Sehun moans on contact, making both of their cocks twitch and leak pre-cum, “I-I w~ahhh~ant y-y-your co–oooooo-oohhhhhh-ock.”
“Whose cock?”
“Your-sssss!”
“I know that bitch. But who am I?”
“M-my co-o-ous-s-in…”
“Sorry I couldn’t hear you.”
“My cousin!”
“And what do you want?”
“Your cock!”
Another slap, this time harder and backhanded, flies across Sehun’s face. “Goddamn it you stupid fucking whore! Say it properly! I want the whole house to hear!”
Jongin stops his fingers and Sehun recollects himself after that hit, hoping it doesn’t leave a bruise. Judging from the younger’s cock leaking so much pre-cum, Jongin can’t tell if the younger somehow squirted or pissed himself.
Sehun takes a deep breath and screams at the top of his lounges, “Jongin, I want your big cock to ram into my pussy till you break it! I want my cousin’s big dick to fuck my pussy, overflowing it with your cum! Use my hole like your personal pocket pussy!”
Jongin laughs, “Now was that so hard?” Jongin is amazed how easy it was to convince his cousin to do all of this. Just minutes before he was begging his cousin for forgiveness, now that same cousins was yelling about wantting to be fucked. It's not the first time, but he’s still relishing in the power he seems to hold over the younger. “Don’t worry, I’ll give it to you.”
He reaches down to push his shorts down but Sehun stops his hand. “Please,” the whines are music to Jongin’s ears, “Let me.” Sehun’s legs wrap around the older’s waist, giving Jongin the message to roll over onto his back. The quick movement has Sehun yelping as he now sits directly on his cousin’s clothed cock, causing him to grind his ass back.
"Wanna ride it baby?" Jongin licks his lips, staring at Sehun's already fucked out face. "You have to wet it first, you whore."
Sehun slowly slides down between his cousin's legs, using his hands to drag down the older man's toned torso and abs. Jongin's long cock now fills out his basketball shorts, down his leg as the pink head is full out of the leg opening. Sehun's mind works in autopilot and doesn't even take off Jongin's shorts and just drives directly on the head of his cock. Jongin's head falls back, slamming against the wall. He doesn't care, how could he want his cock head to be nursed? He loves when his massive cock is deepthroated but his head being sucked, kicked, and worshiped definitely gives him extreme pleasure and gets him close to cumming the fastest. Playing only with his cock head is his favorite way to edge. But who needs to play with it now, when he can see he'll have someone else to take care of it for him.
Sehun’s tongue swirls around his cousin’s large head, teasing the sensitive underside of the glans causing the older to groan in pleasure. Switching between kitten licks and kisses, Sehun worships the head of the massive cock, turning it a dark purple. Sehun isn’t surprised with how much pleasure Jongin was in, assuming he's been pent up and hasn’t cum since their fight. Sehun uses his tongue to slowly lick open and enter Jongin’s piss slit.
“Fucking hell!” Jongin’s body flexes at his core, abs tightening and chest muscles bouncing. Sehun can feel and hear the pleasure he is giving, but what gives him the confirmation is the fresh precum leaking right on his tongue. The mixture of flavors, sweat, piss, and now cum, coming from Jongin’s cock has him moaning in pleasure. Sehun always liked the taste of cum, that was for sure. Fresh sweat after a gym workout has also always turned him on. Yet the leftover piss that's been sitting in his long cock, sends shivers down his spine. This is clearly something to talk about with Jongin later.
As much as the worshiping pushes Jongin to the edge, he needs his cock wet to fuck Sehun that way he knows the younger wants. Using his right hand, he pushes Sehun down half way on his cock, not wanting to shove all of it down at once. Yet, Sehun has other plans. He doesn’t stop once he's half down and goes down full, taking over 20 cm with ease! Jongin’s eyes widened, gripping his hand in Sehun’s hair and thrusting up smashing Sehun’s face into his filthy pubes. The taste of cock and now the smell of Jongin’s pubes has Sehun’s cumming untouched. His throat tightens and his moans, making him choke around the cock. This pushes Jongin over the edge, gripping both sides of his head and thrusting in and out till he starts to cum before slamming his cock ever farther down Sehun’s throat when he starts coming. The younger starts to cough and gag around the cock, struggling to swallow all of his cum.
“Fucking take it you fag! Swallow that nasty cum! Shiiiiiit baby! Should have been cumming down your throat for years!” Jongin’s cock just keeps cumming and cumming, as it spills out of Sehun's mouth all over his body. Once he feels his cock stop cumming, he removes Sehun from his still rock hard cock covered in spit and cum. Sehun coughs as cum pit from on mouth. “Really you fag? Couldn’t swallow it all?” Sehun is clearly down to breathe and struggling, but the tiny cock from the twink twitches, giving Jongin the approval that he needs.
“Guess I’ll have to fill you a different way!” The elder grabs Sehun and throws him around, forcing him on his hands and knees. But with how weak Sehun is, it's more his knees and chest and his arms that have no strength left. Not that Jongin minds, the arch Sehun is in right now has his ass in perfect view and surprisingly still open.
Sehun is fully taken back. Still recovering from how rough his cousin was and always doesn’t know what his own cock won’t stop leaking. Being tossed about didn’t help for sure but he thought he was going to ride Jongin. “Wa-wanna ride,” Sehun mewls out.
Jongin while wanting to keep up the tough guy act right now, but he can't help but to coo at his cute cousin. He leans down and places kisses along Sehun’s spine, moving up to his neck, shoulder, and eventually his face. Planting kisses to clean up the tears on the younger’s face. “As much as we would both love that baby, you don’t have the energy to right now. I’ll fuck you good, then you can ride me another time.” Sehun whines, making Jongin give him a kiss. More tender and softer than Sehun expected. “Don’t worry, you’ll still feel good.”
The little moans from Sehun are enough for Jongin to start lining up his cock to Sehun’s hole. As much as he would love to tenderly fuck Sehun right now, chest to back, he more so wants to fuck his little cousin like the whore he is. He sits back on his knees, viewing how smooth and soft Sehun’s back is. With one hand on his cock and the other gripping Sehun’s waist, he starts to enter, pulling the younger back on him. The warmth around his cock amazes Jongin, making him twitch and leak entering the younger, the mixture of his own cum and Sehun’s spit is all he has to break the entrance of the poor boy.
The younger, however underestimated the usage of lube. The huge cock is basically ripping his hole open. It's not pain he feels, instead it's extreme pleasure, caused by his cousin's cock no less.
"Ohhhhh ahhhh~ fuuuuuuuk-ahh!" Sehun screams and whines in pleasure. At this point the whole house knows they made up. "Daddy fuck!"
"Daddy?" Jongin growls and slaps Sehun's ass as you start to speed up. "You really are a fag ain't you? Damn in a house with both you and Beakhyun, fuck we found the best fans!"
Jongin grips Sehun by the waist, fucking into him with the goal of painting his insides white. His hands nearly meet around Sehun's tiny waist. Feeling the younger's abdomen bulge for his cock. Sending him into a frenzy to breed the male.
Leaning back down, ripped chest to smooth back, Jongin whispers into the younger's ear, "You have no clue how good your fag pussy feels!" Jongin can feel Sehun's ass spasm around his cock, "So perfect for me baby! You'll have the best time in college with a hole like this!"
"Please~~"
"Please what princess?"
"Ha~harder…"
With just a smirk spread across his face, Jongin lifts himself up. One hand on Sehun's waist holding him up, one hand around his neck forcing his head against the bed. His animalistic pace slams his bed against the wall, over and over. Is there a dent in the wall? Is the bed slightly broken? To them, it doesn't matter. Jongin is relishing in the warmth of the younger, while Sehun is overwhelmed in pleasure. “Fuck, you make me crazy!” The deep growl coming from Jongin pushes Sehun to a point of no return. “Close princess?”
“Yaaa- ahhhhhhh- oh- fu-uuuuuu-ugh-ck!’ Sehun can barely speak or move, besides his hips that are slightly moving to, grinding back when Jongin slams in.
“Fuck ya, princess! Let it all out!” Jongin yells, moving up to his previous positions, ramming his cock in with no mercy, hitting Sehun’s prostate sending the younger man over the edge. “Fuuuuck ya, tighten that hole faggot!” The grip around Jongin's cock is a feeling he wishes to never forget.
“Ahhhhh-ugh- uuuugawg!” Sehun’s hard and tiny cock shoots like a hose, cum gushing out and flying all over the bed. The rough fucking has his cock flapping around, letting the cum go everywhere on the bed and Sehun. As he fishes cumming, he feels Jongin’s thick, rough, manly hands wrap around his cock, jerking him off. The sensation has him building up again, but it feels different this time!
“Jong–gjon-iiii-ahhhh!” white-ish yellow fluids come spraying out of Sehun, even more than the cum he let out.
“Fucking perfect fag! Squirting like a bitch in heat!” Knowing how easy it is to make his male cousin squirt, Jongin roars in pleasure, tilting him over the edge, “Here it comes you fuckign faaaaag-ah!” Joingin’s already thick cock swelling even bigger before pumping load after load inside Sehun. The mixture of the even larger cock and the thick cum filling him, has Sehun spraying more. A total of 16 massive shots, now filling Sehun, as they leak out around Jongin's cock. If Jongin had his phone with him, he would have taken a picture of how filthy and sexy Sehun’s body looked.
Not wanting to remove himself, Jongin moves them to lay on their side, still inside the younger. Both realize how dirty the sheets are but neither of them cares wiht the warmth of the other. Besides, the filth doesn't bother Jongin and for Sehun is more of a turn on. He knew he would like dirty frat boys.
Sehun is the first to speak, “So, does that mean I can fuck Yeollie now?”
“Oh, if you can move later I will! That was just the first round princess. Can’t you feel how hard my cock is?” Jonging moves his hips a bit, getting them both ready for the next round.
Maybe Sehun really did belong in the frat. And if this is only the first week, he can see why Jongin hasn’t graduated yet.