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Minghao booked it straight towards the break room after their seemingly never-ending encore performance. A persistent buzzing – tingling sensation loomed across his skin and he couldn’t shake it for the entirety of the concert. He knew he misstepped multiple times for the choreo, Soonyoung’s eyes burning through the back of his head during each performance. But he didn’t care. He had just needed to get through the concert. He was glad that it wouldn’t seem too unusual to fans if his energy wasn’t through the roof like Seokmin or Mingyu.
His stomach felt like it was caving in on itself, lunch before the concert was light like always, but today he especially felt the effects of it.
The game plan was to grab something to eat in the hotel room – ramyeon, a sandwich, anything really and to avoid everyone until he felt normal the day after. It sounded good, great even.
A hand snaked its way around his shoulders. Seokmin.
“Myungho-ah! Are you coming with us downtown for food later? You promised!”
Minghao’s ears tingled from the natural loudness of Seokmin’s voice. It added onto his pile of ‘I Feel Weird So Please Don't Talk or Touch Me’ sensations. Any other day Minghao would cave into Seokmin’s pleas.
Any other day besides today.
Minghao pulled back (rougher than he intended, but he knows Seokmin will get over it later), creating distance between the two, “Not tonight, sorry,” is all he could grit out while walking a step faster.
Seokmin stared after Minghao who was a foot ahead already, confused by his reaction. Before he could catch up to him Mingyu who was talking to Joshua beside them swiftly caught up and grabbed Minghao’s shoulder, turning him around.
“You know you could be a bit nicer if you cancel at the last second like this?”
Seokmin scratched his head, already knowing that these two were going to argue over something silly. They were one of the closest in the group but it also meant that they would be at eachothers throats more easily if something bugged one another. He stared at Joshua who also had a puzzled look over Minghao’s attitude. Seokmin figured it just wasn’t his day and that was fine! No need to instigate.
Minghao reared around and shoved Mingyu’s hand off of him.
The three stopped walking and stared at Minghao in shock. Minghao momentarily seemed shocked at his own actions until his gaze hardened onto Mingyu.
“We have 15 and more stops for this tour. Would it kill you if I didn’t tag along for one time? Lay off Mingyu-ah.”
Joshua and Seokmin blinked and stared at each other. Was this seriously happening after a concert?
The two got pulled out of their thoughts as Mingyu grabbed onto Minghao’s shoulder again and gave it a firm push towards the wall. Minghao stumbled slightly, realizing what Mingyu pulled off and narrowed his eyes on him.
Minghao wasn’t as large or bulky as Mingyu, but he still worked out. Just because Mingyu had a few inches and more mass on him didn’t mean he’d get tossed around like a ragdoll. The sensation under his skin tingled brightly, almost enjoying the turn of events.
He pushed Mingyu back. Hard.
Mingyu’s eyes widened and he laughed in disbelief. He grabbed Minghao’s coat collar and pushed him against the wall, a look of confusion and shock painting his features.
“The fuck’s wrong with you Minghao?”
The buzzing feeling dissipated under his skin as Mingyu held him against, leaving Minghao alone with instead a blaring silence as he took in the surprised faces of his other three bandmates. He’s right. What the fuck was wrong with him?
A wave of unease and something else started to creep into his bones as he tried to move Mingyu’s arm off of him, the feeling starting to crawl in his throat and claw back out at Mingyu.
By saving grace, Seungcheol appeared from behind Mingyu and firmly moved him, pinning the two with a glare. The leader seemed to reconsider what was going to be said after looking around and seeing staff getting closer. He sighed.
“Look, we don’t have time for this right now. The vans are here to pick us up so you two I don't want to see near each other until we talk about it in the morning.”
Mingyu was going to protest but Minghao broke free from his grip and made his way towards the loading station.
Joshua stared after Minghao in thought as Seokmin nudged him after a bit to make their way to the van going downtown.
–
“I don’t know what the fuck was his problem! He was rude to Seokmin first!”
Joshua hid his laugh as he stared out the window that was glittered with stars in the night sky, merging into the skyline of downtown. It was funny in a way – Mingyu whining while sitting squished in the middle seat of the van after losing rock, paper, scissors to the others.
“Maybe he’s just tired alright, you know how he gets sometimes. You of all people should know better than to poke the bees.” Seungcheol huffed from the front.
“He ‘poked the bees’ first! You saw how he pushed me Shua-hyung!”
Joshua rolled his eyes. Why was he getting dragged into this? “Yeah he’s like half your size and you still wanted to pick a fight. It was obvious he just wanted to go back to the hotel.”
Mingyu whined. Chan laughed and poked him in the sides teasingly. The conversation reared off into what was the choices for dinner as Joshua zoned off, thinking why did Minghao act like that. Usually Minghao’s the most level headed when it comes to communication, but it’s different when it comes to Mingyu – but Seokmin? Even Joshua was surprised.
He glanced at Mingyu and his physique. He thought of Minghao’s reaction. Surely…
His thoughts were cut off from arriving at the steakhouse. Joshua had a hunch – he just had to test his theory later tonight.
Even if it was a bad idea.
—
Minghao huffed. He stepped out of the scalding shower and started to get dressed for bed. All the members were out for dinner in different places but he decided to stay in and go with a simple meal. He didn’t think he could face Seungcheol or the others after they saw him like that. Yeah, sure, Mingyu whatever – he’ll get over it, they always do.
But he did feel a bit bad for Seokmin.
His skin continued to buzz under, an unruly restlessness making its way throughout his nerves. What the hell was going on? It had returned after he got over his conflict with Mingyu at the venue, the silence only ever lasting so shortly.
He thought it was his hunger. He thought he just needed to unwind and take a relaxing shower. He thought he just needed to clear his head from the adrenaline from the concert. It was all wrong.
He couldn’t talk to Junhui – the time difference was too vast compared to the States and China – he was probably asleep or recording scenes for his act.
Minghao sighed, focusing on all the tension through his body to dissipate. He’ll apologize for his actions tomorrow morning. He couldn’t let this feeling ruin the next stages of the tour for himself and the group.
It thrummed under his skin as a reminder.
Minghao found himself in bed, unable to drift to sleep after minutes – hours?
Before he could ponder more, a sharp knock interrupted his thoughts. Mingyu? The other was the only one who knew what room number he was assigned. He didn’t want to apologize now of all times. He doesn’t know what the hell is wrong with himself at the moment so he sure as hell doesn’t want to see him right now.
Minghao grabbed the handle and swung the door open.
“Listen, Mingyu-ah can we please talk about it tomorrow–”
Joshua stood there with a brown paper bag with an amused smile on his face.
Minghao scratched his head. “Sorry. Thought you were Mingyu.”
Joshua giggled, and despite Minghao’s mood, had in return laughed lightly as well. “It’s okay, I’m used to it by now. Jeonghan always thinks I’m Seungcheol whenever I stop by.” He lifted up the brown bag. “Mind if I come in?”
And despite Minghao’s laughter a second ago, he was quickly reminded of the uneasy feeling that lingered on his skin. Hauntingly. “Ah, I’m okay – I don’t need anything hyung,” He gripped onto the doorknob.
Please go awayplease go awaypleasegoaway.
Joshua cut him off as he pushed open the door, and slowly made his way through the hotel room. “I insist, it’s just a healthy snack I want you to taste real quick! I’m sure you’ll appreciate it after eating the ramyeon.” Joshua winked as he took his shoes off and made his way towards the bed.
Minghao stared after him in shock, and slowly shut the door. He hoped Joshua was right. He took a deep breath and made his way to his bed, where Joshua spread the contents of the brown bag.
It was an assortment of fruits, ranging from dragon fruit, jackfruit, grapes and slices of watermelon. It looked good.
Joshua opened the container and took the fork out of the bag. He stabbed a piece of dragon fruit and held it out to Minghao.
As Minghao tried to grab the utensil out of his hand Joshua pulled back, a devious look on his face. Minghao’s eyes narrowed subconsciously.
“I can feed myself hyung…”
Joshua laughed, Minghao almost wanted to grimace on how fake it sounded. “No, let hyung do it for you~.”
Something about the condescending way Joshua had spoken to him caused his nerves to feel on fire. To fight back. To let things happen Minghao’s way.
Minghao’s hand darted towards the fork, in an attempt to grab it from the older. Joshua saw this coming and pulled it back, his free hand pressing against Minghao’s chest in a firm way to tell him:
Stop.
Minghao froze as the taunting sensation once again fizzled away in the back of his mind. Joshua could see the gears turning in his head as he pressed the sweet fruit against Minghao’s lips.
Open.
Minghao parted his lips as nothing but the air conditioning soft whirring filled his ears as the refreshing taste of fruit tingled in his mouth.
He chewed it.
Joshua grinned and pulled both his hands back. He reached over to his phone to send a quick text and resumed back to feeding Minghao.
The other seemed so dazed and confused but nonetheless relaxed and at ease. Joshua huffed. He knew it. Though the other was still on guard.
Joshua continued feeding the other some more until deemed enough. But he could tell that Minghao was slowly putting up his defensive guard again. No, we can't have that.
He moved the items off the bed but grabbed a piece of sweet mango onto the fork and swung both his legs around Minghao, straddling him. He brought the utensil holding the fruit and brought his own face closer.
“Share with hyung?” Joshua asked in a sweet voice with a smile.
All he needed was Minghao’s slight nod of agreement as Joshua pressed the fruit against Minghao’s plump lips and in turn pressed his own lips against the other side of the mango slice.
Joshua ate the fruit from Minghao’s mouth, and devoured Minghao’s lips next.
A gasp could be heard from Minghao as Joshua firmly pressed down on his chest, urging him to lay down on the bed all while kissing him deeply.
Joshua nicked at his lip, eliciting a whimper from Minghao. He pulled back as he stared at the other who was blushing all over with bruised wet lips. Joshua licked his lips.
He leaned over slightly and combed his hand through Minghao’s hair.
“There you are Myungho-ah.”
Minghao stared at Joshua with glassy eyes, his hands laying uselessly at his sides as Joshua straddles him.
It was nice.
The buzzing sensation under his skin quieted, it was there, but with Joshua on top of him, his hands roaming on Minghao’s body, he couldn’t do anything else but feel.
Before he knew it, Joshua had already snaked a hand around his waist gently nudging his shorts down. “Is this okay?”
Minghao nodded, his hand moving in an attempt to cover up the redness of his blush.
Joshua cooed, contrasting with his sudden pull and shove to get rid of Minghao’s shorts and undergarments. Tossing them aside Minghao was left in his oversized sleep shirt that just barely covered up his lower half.
Minghao kept his eyes closed after being exposed – after a few seconds went by and rustling he was about to open them until a cold, slicked up finger pressed against his hole.
Minghao was about to pull up in shock but Joshua’s free hand firmly pressed down on his chest, a nonverbal warning to stay down. Minghao stifled a groan. The buzzing sensation was replaced with a burning, hot, need all over head to toe.
Two slicked up fingers push in easily and pauses, “Oh? Did you expect this to happen?” Joshua pushed in deeper with his fingers, with little to no resistance.
“In the shower I – ah,” Minghao mewled, everything was so hot, it felt like his skin was on fire, “Felt weird so I had to…”
Joshua slipped his fingers out for a second and slipped in three, cooing at the sight of Minghao, “You felt weird so you had to have something in your hole to feel better?”
Minghao nodded, his blush deepening throughout his body.
“Let’s help you feel even better tonight Myungho-ah.”
Minghao shivered in anticipation, the world still dark. A faint click could be heard somewhere but he couldn’t focus on anything else but Joshua’s fingers inside of him.
“About time Mingyu-ah, what took you so long?”
Minghao’s eyes flew open, legs instinctively trying to close but Joshua had seemingly anticipated the action and used his free hand previously on his chest to keep them wide open. Minghao felt like his nerves were set alight and the same feeling had returned full force.
To defy.
To resist.
The hand holding his legs open gripped around the soft skin of his inner thigh as a warning and a whimper escaped Minghao’s lips, face reddening as he felt how exposed he was – how much of a show he was giving right as Mingyu walked in.
Mingyu walked in as if it was expected that Minghao would be posted up like this, taking off his coat and shoes casually. “I was already on the way to the park with Seokmin-ah but you ruined our plans,” he huffed.
Mingyu’s gaze landed on Minghao finally. He scanned Minghao’s body like a piece of art, “But I can’t say I’m not complaining.” He licked his lips.
Minghao’s dazed expression snapped to something more feral, “I don't remember saying that I needed you tonight.”
Before Mingyu could retaliate, the fingers that were stretching Minghao disappeared and Joshua grabbed his face roughly, “I don’t recall you saying that you needed anyone Myungho-ah,”
A whimper died down in Minghao’s throat, his gaze flickering back from Joshua and Mingyu – as if he were trying to decide on something. A not so friendly laugh escaped from Mingyu as he shook his head in disbelief, turning to take off the rest of his clothes and made his way into the bathroom, heading for the shower.
Minghao felt tiny. He wanted to shrink away from the scrutinizing look Joshua was giving all while he was exposed and held open besides his oversized t-shirt. He knew what was going to happen tonight. He had no power here, and that singular thought caused his veins to be set on fire.
To defy.
As if Joshua could see the gears turning in his head, “You don't call the shots here, you’ll take what I give you tonight,” he caressed Minghao’s cheek as he slipped the same two fingers that were inside of him earlier into his mouth, causing him to choke slightly at the quick intrusion.
The other hand that was keeping his legs open traced back to his chest, feeling his perked up nipples through the fabric. He whined around the fingers, unable to keep the noises in.
Joshua was able to keep Minghao’s legs open by slotting himself between each limb, causing Joshua’s hard-on to be pressed up against his own cock, only a sliver of fabric of Joshua’s pants between them.
It was driving Minghao insane.
He gripped the bedsheets at his sides, his hands useless as his mind supplied him with what Joshua told him. You don't call the shots tonight.
Joshua grinned down at the act of obedience, slightly pressing his clothed cock against Minghao’s hole. The two groaned in unison; Minghao more than Joshua as his mouth was swirling with saliva around Joshua’s fingers.
He removed the fingers from Minghao’s mouth and trailed them back to Minghao’s wet hole, still slick with lube from earlier. Joshua quickly shoved them in with little fight, Minghao’s insides seemingly suck and take them in deeper.
It was so hot.
Joshua huffed, it wasn’t often he’d get Minghao at his mercy like this, but when he did he felt his own patience start to fray at the edges. He stared back at Minghao’s teary-eyed, flushed face with saliva dribbling down his cheeks. It was perfect. The wipe of the previously defiant look he had before Joshua came into his room. The unsaid rule of not touching himself as his hands uselessly twisted into the sheets. The need to ruin him sung in his veins.
The shower had stopped.
But there was this other issue at hand where Joshua had to solve. He reluctantly pulled back, watching Minghao attempt to chase his body, he pushed down on him firmly to return and lay back.
Settling on his own feet Joshua pulled further back, “You’ll listen to me right?”
A nod.
“So you’ll listen to me if I tell you to listen to Mingyu-ah?”
Minghao stared at Joshua dumbly, almost in shock by the revelation. He didn’t respond. He pressed down on his chest.
“Myungho-ah, I asked you a question.”
Minghao whimpered, “I can’t.”
“Yes you can, you said you would listen to me so you have to listen to Mingyu.”
The grip on the sheets pulled tighter, he avoided Joshua’s eyes and refused to respond. Joshua sighed as he heard the footsteps beside him, dipping into the bed. He watched as Minghao’s defiant eyes roared back to life as he settled his gaze on Mingyu, who was only covered up by a towel around his waist.
“We’ll have to teach you how to listen then,” Joshua added as he withdrew completely from Minghao as he got up and sat next to Minghao’s head. “Mingyu-ah, if you will.”
Mingyu was more rough than Joshua, maybe it was because of their mini fight from earlier or maybe not, but he settled between Minghao’s legs where Joshua was previously, and before Minghao could snap his legs shut his hands pulled them apart as he was put on show for Mingyu.
A familiar feeling bubbled up along his skin as he riskily grabbed Mingyu’s hand for him to stop. He saw Joshua nod from the corner of his vision as Mingyu lunged forward and slapped his hand away, pinning both his hands with only one of Mingyu’s large hands above him.
His oversize shirt lifted slightly causing his lower half to be fully exposed, and with Mingyu hovering above him in close proximity he could only gasp and turn slightly away.
“I wonder why it's only me you ever give a hard time Myungho,” Mingyu huffed in his face, “We’re the closest but yet you give me the biggest fight.”
Minghao tugged against Mingyu’s grip on his wrists, but to no avail. The other was towering above him using his weight to pin his wrists above his head. He couldn’t fight back anymore. He couldn’t bare his fangs against Mingyu now. He was a sitting duck.
The sensation dissipated and the familiar feeling of needing more increased tenfold. Minghao whimpered and craned his neck outward, his resolve crumbling.
Mingyu inhaled his scent, “But maybe because of that it feels the best with you.” He licked a strip up his neck and down, biting his collarbone slightly but not to leave marks. Minghao moaned.
Mingyu dropped the towel around his waist and shallowly fucked the crevice of Minghao’s ass, dragging his cock against Minghao’s balls, the smear of lube and spit spreading across. It was so dirty.
The two moaned in unison, the phantom feeling of being fucked and filled dancing across his skin as Mingyu continued to rub against him. The tip of Minghao’s cock was a bright red, being neglected this entire time, begging for release as it dribbled across his stomach.
Minghao tugged against the grip again, only to be reminded of the fact that he was still pinned down, he withered in place until he felt Mingyu’s tip ghost against his hole. “Stop trying to resist– be a good boy and you’ll get what you want.” Mingyu spoke against his skin.
Fuck.
It was right there – he was so close from being filled he was going to just about throw a fit.
But Mingyu said he’ll get what he wants if he stops.
Minghao mewled – nodding profusely. “I’ll be good I promise – please just…”
Minghao didn’t have to finish what he was saying for Mingyu to take his comment to heart and guided his cock and fed it into Minghao’s hole, already stretched and wet.
Minghao’s legs kicked and braced himself at the feeling of finally being filled after being teased for so long. The feeling under his skin completely disappeared even after meeting Mingyu’s gaze through glassy eyes. A feeling of contempt rushed through his blood as he felt the other continue filling him up more and more .
Mingyu was definitely on the larger side – proportional to the rest of his body, Minghao felt like his cock was neverending until Mingyu finally stopped. Mingyu’s face came back up and pressed a kiss to Minghao’s lips but all the other could do was moan into them; the feeling taking over his body.
Minghao could only feel his hole twitch and spazz against the intrusion, almost as if it were trying to suck Mingyu’s cock in deeper. Mingyu groaned, “Fuck, your tight little hole missed me so much its been so long,” he pulled back and shoved back in roughly, Minghao responding in a moan closer to a shout.
Minghao didn’t recall when his eyes closed, but he felt his world spin as he realized Mingyu released his hands and manhandled him, switching their positions so Minghao was now sitting on his cock, hands automatically placed on Mingyu’s shoulders.
Mingyu jostled Minghao on his cock a few times, his hands snaking around Minghao and landed on his ass as he spread them apart, the sensation causing the other to whimper as it felt like Mingyu’s cock went even deeper each thrust.
His legs were shaking as he tried to hold himself up against Mingyu with his shoulders, but as time ticked his strength was slowly starting to dissipate.
A pair of arms came from behind and slid under his oversized shirt, ghosting against his skin slightly. Shua-hyung, he thought absentmindedly. How did he forget? He started this whole thing in the first place.
The pair of hands landed on his nipples and tweaked them. Minghao choked out a sob as Mingyu groaned.
“Fuck, do that again hyung,” Mingyu pulled his ass apart again, “He tightens up so much when you do that.”
Minghao whimpered as he braced himself, but as one hand disappeared from his chest, another landed and ghosted on his neglected cock as he felt a slick tug with the help of the copious amount of precum and a tweak of his nipple at the same time.
It was so much.
Minghao didn’t know how he didnt cum from that alone, as he felt Mingyu’s length get sucked in even deeper into him as a guttural groan ripped from Mingyu until he realized. Joshua was holding the base of his cock tightly so he couldn’t cum.
Minghao thrashed but Mingyu’s hold on his ass prevented him as he was sandwiched between him and Joshua who was holding him by his chest and cock.
“Please… Please let me come hyung– I need…” Minghao babbled as Joshua nibbled on his ear behind him, still pressing his hard-on against Minghao’s back.
“I’ll let you come, and you’ll come again after that too…”
Minghao nodded, agreed to anything, willing to sign his life to the devil if he had to if it meant he could chase release. Joshua smiled as he released his grip and pumped Minghao with one hand and fingered his tits with another, his chest small enough for Joshua’s entire hand to span across with room to spare.
Minghao cried out at the sensation – Joshua’s hands and Mingyu continuously pulling his ass apart and thrusting into him until Minghao clenched down so hard on Mingyu ripping his orgasm out of him, filling Minghao up as he cursed.
He knew when he could feel a cock pump him full of cum meant it was a good fuck, and it was definitely a feeling he could not forget as it tipped him over the edge as Mingyu continued to rock into him, cock now coated in a white film as it frothed around his rim. His release squirted out of him as it hit his shirt and Mingyu’s abs, dirtying Joshua’s hand as well.
Minghao leaned down to rest on Mingyu, unable to keep himself up, the two basically laying on top of eachother as Minghao was still stuffed with Mingyu’s cock and release. Mingyu brought his hands up to hold steady onto Minghao’s body. The two were out of breath panting against one another until Minghao realized Joshua’s hands had disappeared until both of his hands ended up on each of his asscheeks.
“Wait hyung I can’t–”
Minghao was cut off by Joshua licking up Mingyu’s softening cock that connected with his hole, lapping up Mingyu’s release like a popsicle. It was so fucking hot.
It was also too much for Minghao right after orgasm.
Minghao nearly screamed as his hole was still stuffed with Mingyu’s rapidly softening cock as it leaked his release on the edges, similar to a leaky water plug that needs fixing. It was so fucking much. Minghao’s hole spasmed around Mingyu’s cock as he groaned and held Minghao’s waist, holding him in place giving him nowhere to run.
“Fuck. Hyung seriously wait – I’ll get hard again I swear,” Mingyu cursed as he could only feel Minghao’s twitching around his cock and Joshua’s occasional drag of his wet tongue up and down his member and balls.
“That’s the plan, Myungho can take us both soon right?” Joshua cooed softly against Minghao’s ass. A soft voice for such a sinister plan. Minghao nodded, he can. He’ll do it because they said they can.
After a few minutes Minghao could feel the length inside of him start to harden again, but his insides felt so hot and wet – and hyung was right. He could take both of them. As if on cue, Mingyu nudged him to sit up and moved them both closer to the edge of the bed as Joshua stood up straight as they got near. It was the perfect angle for all three of them.
The movement jostled Minghao around, feeling like Mingyu’s half-hard cock punched deeper than ever, the feeling of it pressing against his prostate causing him to shiver and moan against Mingyu’s bare chest. It was such a hot view for Joshua he couldn’t wait any longer.
They knew Minghao didn’t need anymore prep after one orgasm. He liked it better when it hurt a bit. They all knew it.
Joshua took off his shorts, immediately pressing the tip of his cock where Mingyu’s member and Minghao’s hole joined at. He teased it as he dragged his cock up and down Minghao’s crack, eliciting a whimper from him. Mingyu’s cock was a few tics away from being at full hardness again, before it did Joshua knows he has to get in before it does.
Without preamble, Joshua nudged his tip beside Mingyus and pushed in.
The three groaned in unison.
It was better than Joshua imagined.
Mingyu’s still soft cock pressed up against Joshua’s hard cock enveloped in Minghao’s warmth that was dirtied by Mingyu’s previous load – it was getting better each moment as Mingyu’s cock rapidly started to shift to full hardness again, causing Minghao to get tighter each second.
The three stayed like that for a few minutes, save for Joshua’s occasional fidget of his cock moving up and down – he remembered something, he grinned.
Mingyu, on the other side, basically saw Joshua’s thoughts as he braced himself as Joshua snaked both hands under Minghao’s baggy t-shirt and near his tits. He gave them a firm grope and tweak at the buds and on demand, Minghao moaned, fucked dumb with two dicks up his ass and tightened up due to stimulation.
The action caused some of Mingyu’s previous release trickle out around Joshua’s cock causing him to groan at the sight. His Minghao was so, so good for him.
A wave of possessiveness washed over Joshua, as he leaned forward and latched his mouth against Minghao’s neck, the other groaning in response.
“You’re such a good boy for us Myungho… The perfect little hole for us to use,” Joshua mouthed into his skin, giving it kitten licks after pressing a bit too hard into it.
Mingyu groaned as he continued to hold around Minghao’s small waist, “Made to take us both in – made to take my cock in perfectly, its made for you –” Mingyu babbled on as Joshua and him found a rhythm as one pushed in the other pulled back a bit, a mixture of spit, cum and precum wetting Minghao’s hole.
Minghao was beyond words now, reduced to nothing but near shout moans and whimpers each thrust – his mind was swimming in nothing but a haze of pleasure.
Mingyu leaned forward and captured Minghao’s lips mid moan, nearing his limit – Joshua moved so fast after his first release, he already felt his second one approach fast. Joshua, feeling Mingyu’s cock twitch intensely, knew what was going to happen as he once again assaulted Minghao’s right nipple and brought his free hand towards the edge of Minghao’s asshole beside Mingyu’s cock –
Minghao screamed.
Minghao tightened up like crazy around the two, the extra stimulation on his hole as it was being rubbed from the inside and outside causing him to moan even louder against Mingyu’s lips and Joshua’s mouth against his neck – it was so much.
Mingyu couldn’t hold himself back as he pulled back and pushed in one last time, emptying the last bits of his release deep into Minghao alongside Joshua’s cock. He tore from Minghao’s lips and leaned his head back groaning, holding Minghao’s waist tightly against his and Joshua’s cock – like he was meant to take it.
Mingyu held him there for a while until he tapped Joshua, needing to get out from the overstimulation. Joshua nodded and held Minghao against him as Mingyu slipped out, his exit causing a copious amount of cum to drip down Joshua’s cock and down his balls.
Minghao whimpered at the loss as he felt loose and used – he was so close on the edge but Mingyu suddenly slipping out had other plans.
Joshua manhandled him until they switched positions, Joshua was now sitting on the bed and Minghao was on top of him, reverse cowgirl style. Everything was so wet. Sticky. Minghao felt dirty and used, his cock back to full hardness after being stuffed full once again with cum – but needed Joshua’s release too.
“Mingyu-ah, could you give Myungho a little help since he was such a good boy tonight?” Joshua said, not ignoring the slight twitch Minghao’s inside gave after the comment.
Mingyu nodded and got up and was met face to face with Minghao – the previously defiant face he walked into the room at first was nowhere to be seen, replaced with a debauched, tear stricken, lip bitten red face anticipating for his reward.
Like a good boy.
Mingyu dove down and enveloped Minghao’s leaking red cock with his mouth, dragging his teeth lightly just like how he knows Minghao likes it. The reaction was instantaneous.
It was the loudest Minghao has been the whole night, as Joshua pounded into his cum filled hole, Mingyu lapped up at his cock like a popsicle, and begged to cum.
“Good boys are allowed to cum, go ahead Myungho-ah.”
Minghao’s body stretched taut, as he started to release into Mingyu’s mouth that relentlessly sucked around him and the shift in angle caused Joshua to hit head on with his prostate. The feeling caused his hole to tighten so much around Joshua he heard a slight hitch in the others breathing.
“After two cocks you’re still this fucking tight… it’s crazy,” Joshua groaned into him, “Mingyu don’t stop until I say so.”
Minghao felt a vice grip of fear take hold of him as he realized what Joshua said. He’s going to die – if anything, Mingyu started sucking even harder more sloppily, the view in front of him as Mingyu wraps his lips up and down his cock causing his brain to short-circuit.
The feeling of overstimulation started to buzz in as he felt his prostate get punched into over and over again, imagining Mingyu’s load coating Joshua’s cock as it thrusts in and out of him, faster and faster. Minghao couldn't hold himself up any longer as he leaned backwards into Joshua.
Big mistake.
The action reminded Joshua of his ease of access to Minghao’s abused nipples, as he once again, tweaked both of them with two hands, causing Minghao to scream as Mingyu continued to lap up at his cock and Joshua thrust even harder into his tight heat.
Finally, Joshua nudged Mingyu off Minghao with his foot, allowing him to breathe as Minghao pathetically released on Mingyu’s face, while clenching up progressively on Joshua’s cock that he was bouncing him on.
Joshua groaned and swore into Minghao’s neck as he finally emptied his load into Minghao, mixing in with Mingyu’s, the sheer amount combined was too much for Minghao’s hole to keep in as it seeped around the edges of his softening cock. Joshua pressed against Minghao’s prostate one last time for a few moments while he felt the other begin to twitch and cry from overstimulation. It was like at this moment his sole purpose was to breed Minghao and the thought caused him to twitch inside of him.
Joshua licked his lips. He looked over Minghao’s shoulders, which pathetically draped across his chest and the mess on Mingyu’s face, and took note of the sheer amount of cum pooling around his cock and onto the sheets.
He knew Mingyu couldn’t go another round but a reignited fire inside of Joshua wanted to go again.
So he did.
Joshua pressed into Minghao even more, cum spurting out of Minghao as he screamed – with the thought of impregnating Minghao on the forefront of his mind, a primal urge came forward and flipped him onto the bed.
Minghao twitched on the bed as his oversensitive cock rubbed continuously against the bed as Joshua pressed against his body, rocking the two of them against the sheets. His perked tits rubbed against the rough hotel sheets as he started to babble and cry. Joshua knew he could take it.
Joshua pulled all the way back as he watched his cock covered in a white film – unknown if it were his or Mingyu’s spend from before – shove back in and disappear, a white ring coating the edges.
“Myungho – Myungho, you’re meant for me, you’re made to take my cock, you know that right–” Joshua groaned as he continued talking, drunk on the feeling of Minghao’s wet insides.
Minghao was beyond words – he couldn’t even register what Joshua was saying – his nerves all on fire as he was stuck in the territory of overstimulation and pleasure. The only thing he could register was Joshua’s now once again hard cock was pressing down in the deepest parts of Minghao’s insides and he could feel it start twitching inside of him and start to release and fill him up inside again.
Minghao sighed at the feeling for the – fourth? – time this night. He felt so heavy in the inside as Joshua didn’t stop moving, despite the softness of his cock inside of him. Minghao groaned at the feeling of cum slobbering in his insides as Joshua was just using his cock to simply move it in deeper .
He almost felt relieved as he felt Joshua slip out, a whimper escaping as globs of release leaked out of him. His ass was still perked up into the air and his face was pressed into the mattress as he tried to prevent it leaking out of him.
He felt a wet tongue nudge at his ass as he brought a hand to cover his mouth – a whole new different sensation traveling throughout his body as he felt Mingyu’s tongue lap up at all the cum left inside of him.
It was so fucking disgusting in the best way.
Mingyu opened Minghao’s legs apart causing cum to travel and slide down his oversensitive cock. He shrieked as he felt Mingyu lap up all the way up and across and into his ass, the obscene slurping noise causing him to whimper as he felt his tongue dive deeper into his ass.
His hands twisted into the sheets as Mingyu’s tongue continued his assault, soft whimpers escaping as it felt like it was never ending. Minghao once again felt his world spin as Mingyu shifted him laying on his back face to face with Mingyu as the other leaned in for a kiss.
The bitter taste of fluids that was cleaned up with Mingyu’s mouth swished between the two, swapping spit with each other. It was gross. It was hot. Minghao couldn’t get enough of it. When Mingyu pulled back Minghao laid his head back into the mattress feeling content and warmth; the assaulting buzzing feeling that felt like his skin was on fire nowhere to be felt he vaguely thought.
He closed his eyes, embracing the feeling, drifting off to a blank state.
Quiet and hushed pants and moans ended his blissful silence as Minghao opened his eyes turning to the noise – on the other side of the bed, Mingyu on all fours as Joshua held his waist and pounded into him.
“You woke him up – he needed the rest, I told you to be quiet.” A slap echoed through the room as Mingyu whimpered, his upper half of his body dipping down as he kept his ass in the air – similar to Minghao’s previous position.
“Mmn sorry… it’s just too…” Mingyu whined, obviously not sorry enough as his moans increased in volume the faster Joshua thrust into him.
Joshua gripped one of his asscheeks pulling it apart and letting it go with a slap, “Apologize,” he panted, “Apologize to Myungho that you couldn’t keep quiet because how you needed a cock inside of you and fucking him wasn’t enough still.”
Minghao felt hot all over – it was rare for him to witness Mingyu in such a submissive state, those same pair of eyes glassy as his face were pushed down into the mattress trying to form a coherent sentence.
“Mmm… Sorry Myungho…I needed, I needed more…” A sharp thrust from behind caused Mingyu to cry out, “I needed – a cock inside me… Ah –”
Mingyu’s eyes shut as he groaned into the sheets, his honey tan skin tinted with a bright blush that traveled throughout his body. Minghao gulped, even after everything they did tonight he felt his cock stir in interest at the sight before him. Mingyu’s leaking member slapped uselessly against his own toned abs every time Joshua penetrated him. Minghao doesn’t know how long it has been since he closed his eyes but from the looks of it Mingyu has been on edge for a while. His mouth watered. The red hot feeling of wanting more flicked up his spine.
Minghao stayed in place, his hand tracing around his own cock with feather-light touches. Staring at Mingyu whose desperation got more evident the longer time carried on. Joshua gripped Mingyu’s ass as he cursed, “If you don’t cum by the time I’m done with you; I’ll let you fuck Myungho – look, he wants your cock so bad.”
Mingyu groaned as he cracked open his eyes to Minghao jerking himself off at the sight. Mingyu moaned as he got up on his elbows, arching his back even more, pushing his ass into Joshua who swore and was able to go deeper – which is what Mingyu exactly wanted.
After a few seconds, Joshua cursed and emptied his load into Mingyu, filling him with warmth as the other whimpered into the sheets. Joshua pulled out and slapped his ass, a cue to set his eyes on Minghao.
Minghao’s heart sped up as he met Mingyu’s fucked out, hungry gaze, as the other crawled over towards him, flipping Minghao on his back.
Mingyu’s hard cock nudged Minghao’s hole, and just when Minghao thought he would take it slow at first, he sunk into him swiftly, and lifted Minghao’s ass into the air a bit, immediately pressing down against his prostate.
Minghao grabbed onto Mingyu’s arms on each side of his body for leverage, the sensation sending him into overdrive. The desperate, horny, dog that was Mingyu cared nothing but to chase his release using Minghao and he loved every second of it.
Joshua’s release into Mingyu before he fucked Minghao slid down from his used hole to his perineum, while finally dripping against where the two were connected. It was if Mingyu was fucking Joshuas cum into Minghao again, and he whined at the feeling.
Everything was so hot – sticky, gross, and maybe Minghao was a little disgusting for liking it but he was hurled towards orgasm once again.
“Together. Myungho – let’s do it together, come on.”
Before he could question what Mingyu meant, his large hand guided his own to Minghao’s cock, and if he wasn’t on the edge already he might as well be jumping off now. Mingyu increased his pace faster than before, the hand on his cock speeding up too.
He saw Mingyu switch his gaze from his lips to his chest, before he could brace himself Mingyu dove down and moaned and slobbered against Minghao’s nipples, sending the other into a toe curling orgasm.
Minghao cried out, his eyes welling up with tears – it was so much in the best way. His release shot up and landed near his chest, some landing near Mingyu’s face as he lapped up in his mouth, spreading it across his chest mixed with spit.
“Mingyu-ah, fill me up – come on, come on – I need it.”
Simultaneously Minghao clenched down on his cock, as Mingyu finally whined and bit down harshly on Minghao’s nub, burying his dick into the depths of Minghao.
The two groaned in unison, finally spent for the night as Mingyu collapsed on top of Minghao, somewhat careful not to crush the smaller one underneath.
After a few moments filled with gasps of breaths, Joshua walked back into the room with a washcloth nudging Mingyu to get off of Minghao. He obliged and pulled out, the intrusion feeling like the length of a freight train until he finally got out and Mingyu’s fill spilled out of him. He groaned.
Minghao sighed in content as Joshua wiped his chest, removing any sticky residue left behind. When it finally was time for his ass, the older couldn’t help but shove in two fingers in his hole, swirling the copious amount of cum around, grinning as the other whimpered and swatted his hand away.
“Okay, okay, I’m kidding let me clean you up now.” Minghao shot Joshua a look as he continued to allow himself to get cleaned up, Mingyu returning from the bathroom who was in a fresh set of sleepwear.
Minghao huffed as Joshua finished, his face plopping down into the sheets, “I cannot believe you two. My chest has been abused into oblivion, don't you think that’s cheating?”
Mingyu giggled, “Hyung did it first so blame him,” he dodged the wet rag that Joshua threw at him as he gasped, “Eww! That’s so gross man.”
Joshua rolled his eyes, “I can think of a bunch of other grosser things that happened in the span of a few hours.” His eyes darted back to Minghao, “Are you… feeling better?”
Minghao nodded, pouting, “My ass is going to hurt for the next few days though.”
“At least we don't have a show for a couple days then, you definitely needed to get thrown around and get put in place.” Mingyu remarked, staring at the other two as he put his hands up, “Hey! I’m just saying. You were mean to Seokmin.”
Minghao agreed before Joshua reprimanded him, “He’s right. I was an asshole, I need to apologize tomorrow.”
A notification from Joshua’s phone interrupted their conversation.
cheollie ⋆🍒.₊ ⊹ [2:23AM]: have you seen mingyu??
cheollie ⋆🍒.₊ ⊹ [2:23AM]: seokmin told me he went back to the hotel
cheollie ⋆🍒.₊ ⊹ [2:23AM]: he better not be with minghao
cheollie ⋆🍒.₊ ⊹ [2:23AM]: i’ll kill them both i swear
Minghao chuckled as Mingyu grabbed his clothes, putting them on in a rush as another message came in.
seokminnie 𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🌻 [2:25AM]: if u see mingyu tell him to run
seokminnie 𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🌻 [2:25AM]: hyung is hunting him down
Mingyu rolled his eyes, leaving for the door, “It’s always me! Myungho started it in the first place!” Minghao stuck out his tongue from the bed and giggled as the other left. Joshua shot a text to Seungcheol letting him know where he is for the night, but not Mingyu – he owes Joshua after this – and set his phone on the nightstand and dimmed the lights.
Once the two were settled in bed, Minghao tiredly mumbled, “By the way… Thank you hyung… For – you know..”
Joshua yawned as he pat Minghao’s head, happy with the outcome – happy that he was right about his assumption — he smiled gently, “Of course, anytime,” he stopped in thought, “Though next time try to catch yourself before you pick a fight with the wrong person instead of Mingyu-ah, you two can be so insufferable sometimes.”
Minghao giggled into the sheets, a blanket of tiredness creeping up around him as Joshua wrapped his limbs from behind successfully spooning Minghao.
Joshua was right, he couldn’t imagine if he was serious with Chan or Wonwoo, he was lucky that it ended up being Mingyu in the end. A hand in his hair interrupted his thoughts as he sighed in contempt, allowing the darkness of sleep to envelop him easily.