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Dirty Little Secret
Title: Dirty Little Secret
Characters: Heechul, Hankyung, Ryeowook
Genre: Passion
Rating: PG-13
WARNING: Yah, I've warned you already, okay! Heads up, as there's explicit/adult content up ahead!
EDITOR'S NOTE: So sorry, I don't know how the f*ck one uses lube, leh :/ I also don't plan on knowing the details, so too bad, you little pervy.
It was quarter to midnight as Hankyung hailed down a cab and told the driver the destination. As he fastened his seatbelt, his cellphone beeped. He fished it out and saw, “New Message: Heechul”. The Chinese man smiled to himself and read the message.
“Hankyung! Where the hell are you!”
“Wait! Wait! I’m coming, Heechul hyung!”
As soon as Hankyung finished texting, there was another beep and he had no choice but to read it again.
“Hurry up! I’m getting impatient here!”
“Alright! I’ll meet you at Hotel 81, room number 355!” Hankyung felt the excitement building inside him as he pressed “send”, not knowing that he had accidentally sent the text message to Ryeowook, and not Heechul. The careless man didn’t even bother to check his “sent messages” folder after Heechul didn’t reply for a long time.
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Hankyung randomly took out a few notes from his wallet, handed it to the driver and called out, “keep the change!” as he alighted the cab and ran straight into the hotel.
After jabbing the lift button for at least one hundred times, the lift finally arrived and Hankyung went in.
He ran past each unit number, searching for the one that Heechul was in. At last, as he was about to reach the end, he found it. He pounded his fist on the door and within milliseconds, Heechul opened it.
“What the hell! What took you so long!” Heechul hissed. He was already dressed in translucent red lingerie and had black pantyhose running all the way up his slender and smooth legs.
Hankyung calmed down and gently lifted Heechul’s chin a little, “Good things are worth waiting for, aren’t they?”
Heechul couldn’t stand waiting anymore; he pushed the Chinese man onto the bed, grabbed two pairs of handcuffs, which he took the initiative to prepare on stand by, from the bedside table and jammed his dongsaeng’s hands into each of the cuffs, with the other end cuffed to the bed.
“Show me what you’ve got!” Hankyung shouted.
“Trust me – I won’t disappoint you, tonight.” Heechul promised with a hot, passionate kiss on the lips, as he feverishly unbuttoned the buttons on Hankyung’s shirt and unzipped his pants. Even before taking his dongsaeng’s underwear off, he could see his erection growing. Heechul continued to rape his man and by the time Hankyung was fully naked, both their erections were at their maximum.
Heechul grabbed the bottle of lube once again from the bedside table, squeezed a huge amount from it and rubbed it over his erection. He slid his erection into his man’s entrance, slid it out and slid it back in again. With each repetition, the speed was increasing rapidly.
”Faster, faster! Don’t stop!” Hankyung was screaming out for Heechul as he was being done mercilessly by his hyung. The handcuffs were cuffed onto his wrist so tightly that his wrists were already beginning to form red marks as he was being forcefully thrown in all directions on the bed as Heechul picked up speed, with his whole body moving and only his hands not having the ability to move freely.
Hankyung was surprised at his hyung’s stamina – he was improving, since the last time they had sex. He was wondering how long till Heechul was worn out, but they were rudely and suddenly interrupted as there was a loud knock on the door, followed by a familiar voice.
“Yah, Hankyung hyung!” Ryeowook’s voice rang out from the other side of the door.
“Oh, shit. Why his he here?” Heechul stopped for a moment, looking at his exhausted partner, slumped on the bed, on top of messy sheets.
“Oh God, I must’ve sent him the address by mistake! That explains why you didn’t reply after so long!” Hankyung’s eyes widened as he realized his careless mistake.
“So, what the fcuk do we do now?” Heechul looked as if he had wanted to strangle his dongsaeng for being so stupid.
“Open the door. Go, do it.” Hankyung breathed.
Heechul stared at disbelief at his dongsaeng for a moment, has he gone insane from all that stupidity? Then, it hit him. He knew what Hankyung wanted, and he was going to fulfil that.
“Hank--, Heechul! Omona! Why are you naked?!” Ryeowook’s eyes widened and the smile on his face was wiped away almost immediately when Heechul, not Hankyung, appeared right in front of him. The young man reacted by closing his eyes tightly and cupped both his hands to cover his eyes.
Heechul grabbed Ryeowook by the hand and dragged him into the room. The door slammed loudly behind them and once again the timid, pure and innocent Ryeowook reacted by jumping a little and opening his eyes.
He regretted it. He saw Hankyung, naked, lying eagle-spread on the bed, with his hands cuffed to it.
“Now you’re in this,” Heechul said threateningly, as he pushed Ryeowook up against the wall, “now you’re really in this!”
“Take off your clothes!” Hankyung ordered Ryeowook, who was still trembling, trying to erase the wild image of a naked Hankyung out of his memory.
“Wh..what? Why!” Ryeowook was scared, really scared.
“Ah, damn you!” Heechul grabbed his dongsaeng once more and threw him onto the bed, raping him.
Heechul quickly took off the cuffs from Hankyung’s hands as the latter prevented Ryeowook from escaping by holding him in between his strong legs. The cuffs were then put onto Ryeowook’s wrists and Hankyung grabbed the bottle of lube.
The youngest man was totally at a loss of what to do. All he could do was to cry and beg his hyungs to let him go but that only worsened things – the crying and begging made Heechul and Hankyung feel superior and made Ryeowook seem feeble and weak, all the more reason to do him.
Hankyung positioned himself in between the two men and inserted his erection into his dongsaeng’s entrance. Ryeowook cried out in pain as he was being sexually violated by the Chinese man. It was the poor young man’s first time. Heechul then followed by sliding his own erection inside of Hankyung.
There was no rhythm, there was no synchronization at all – but the two older men were apparently enjoying themselves, feeling so pleasurable. Ryeowook was becoming used to the force at which Hankyung was doing him, and he allowed occasional moans to escape from him.
Hankyung was still amazed at how Heechul was still able to keep on going when he himself was wearing thin.
At last, after what seemed like forever, Heechul panted, “That’s...that’s all I’ve got for tonight.”
Hankyung took it as a sign for himself to stop as well, and he slid his erection out of Ryeowook as Heechul did the same to him. All three men felt something warm running down their legs. Even without looking, they all knew what it was.
“Since this is your first time,” Hankyung smiled at Ryeowook, as he inserted three fingers inside him, “this is your reward.”
The Chinese man slid out his fingers and he fed the white, sticky cum to Ryeowook. The younger man knew what he was supposed to do, and he stuck out his tongue to lick it a little, like how a dog drinks from a bowl.
After Ryeowook licked Hankyung’s fingers clean, the three men got dressed once again and as Ryeowook reached for the door, Heechul and Hankyung leaned forwards to face Ryeowook and whispered, “Shh, this is our dirty little secret.”Labels: dirty little secret
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Dirty Little Secret
Title: Dirty Little Secret
Characters: Heechul, Hankyung, Ryeowook
Genre: Passion
Rating: PG-13
WARNING: Yah, I've warned you already, okay! Heads up, as there's explicit/adult content up ahead!
EDITOR'S NOTE: So sorry, I don't know how the f*ck one uses lube, leh :/ I also don't plan on knowing the details, so too bad, you little pervy.
It was quarter to midnight as Hankyung hailed down a cab and told the driver the destination. As he fastened his seatbelt, his cellphone beeped. He fished it out and saw, “New Message: Heechul”. The Chinese man smiled to himself and read the message.
“Hankyung! Where the hell are you!”
“Wait! Wait! I’m coming, Heechul hyung!”
As soon as Hankyung finished texting, there was another beep and he had no choice but to read it again.
“Hurry up! I’m getting impatient here!”
“Alright! I’ll meet you at Hotel 81, room number 355!” Hankyung felt the excitement building inside him as he pressed “send”, not knowing that he had accidentally sent the text message to Ryeowook, and not Heechul. The careless man didn’t even bother to check his “sent messages” folder after Heechul didn’t reply for a long time.
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Hankyung randomly took out a few notes from his wallet, handed it to the driver and called out, “keep the change!” as he alighted the cab and ran straight into the hotel.
After jabbing the lift button for at least one hundred times, the lift finally arrived and Hankyung went in.
He ran past each unit number, searching for the one that Heechul was in. At last, as he was about to reach the end, he found it. He pounded his fist on the door and within milliseconds, Heechul opened it.
“What the hell! What took you so long!” Heechul hissed. He was already dressed in translucent red lingerie and had black pantyhose running all the way up his slender and smooth legs.
Hankyung calmed down and gently lifted Heechul’s chin a little, “Good things are worth waiting for, aren’t they?”
Heechul couldn’t stand waiting anymore; he pushed the Chinese man onto the bed, grabbed two pairs of handcuffs, which he took the initiative to prepare on stand by, from the bedside table and jammed his dongsaeng’s hands into each of the cuffs, with the other end cuffed to the bed.
“Show me what you’ve got!” Hankyung shouted.
“Trust me – I won’t disappoint you, tonight.” Heechul promised with a hot, passionate kiss on the lips, as he feverishly unbuttoned the buttons on Hankyung’s shirt and unzipped his pants. Even before taking his dongsaeng’s underwear off, he could see his erection growing. Heechul continued to rape his man and by the time Hankyung was fully naked, both their erections were at their maximum.
Heechul grabbed the bottle of lube once again from the bedside table, squeezed a huge amount from it and rubbed it over his erection. He slid his erection into his man’s entrance, slid it out and slid it back in again. With each repetition, the speed was increasing rapidly.
”Faster, faster! Don’t stop!” Hankyung was screaming out for Heechul as he was being done mercilessly by his hyung. The handcuffs were cuffed onto his wrist so tightly that his wrists were already beginning to form red marks as he was being forcefully thrown in all directions on the bed as Heechul picked up speed, with his whole body moving and only his hands not having the ability to move freely.
Hankyung was surprised at his hyung’s stamina – he was improving, since the last time they had sex. He was wondering how long till Heechul was worn out, but they were rudely and suddenly interrupted as there was a loud knock on the door, followed by a familiar voice.
“Yah, Hankyung hyung!” Ryeowook’s voice rang out from the other side of the door.
“Oh, shit. Why his he here?” Heechul stopped for a moment, looking at his exhausted partner, slumped on the bed, on top of messy sheets.
“Oh God, I must’ve sent him the address by mistake! That explains why you didn’t reply after so long!” Hankyung’s eyes widened as he realized his careless mistake.
“So, what the fcuk do we do now?” Heechul looked as if he had wanted to strangle his dongsaeng for being so stupid.
“Open the door. Go, do it.” Hankyung breathed.
Heechul stared at disbelief at his dongsaeng for a moment, has he gone insane from all that stupidity? Then, it hit him. He knew what Hankyung wanted, and he was going to fulfil that.
“Hank--, Heechul! Omona! Why are you naked?!” Ryeowook’s eyes widened and the smile on his face was wiped away almost immediately when Heechul, not Hankyung, appeared right in front of him. The young man reacted by closing his eyes tightly and cupped both his hands to cover his eyes.
Heechul grabbed Ryeowook by the hand and dragged him into the room. The door slammed loudly behind them and once again the timid, pure and innocent Ryeowook reacted by jumping a little and opening his eyes.
He regretted it. He saw Hankyung, naked, lying eagle-spread on the bed, with his hands cuffed to it.
“Now you’re in this,” Heechul said threateningly, as he pushed Ryeowook up against the wall, “now you’re really in this!”
“Take off your clothes!” Hankyung ordered Ryeowook, who was still trembling, trying to erase the wild image of a naked Hankyung out of his memory.
“Wh..what? Why!” Ryeowook was scared, really scared.
“Ah, damn you!” Heechul grabbed his dongsaeng once more and threw him onto the bed, raping him.
Heechul quickly took off the cuffs from Hankyung’s hands as the latter prevented Ryeowook from escaping by holding him in between his strong legs. The cuffs were then put onto Ryeowook’s wrists and Hankyung grabbed the bottle of lube.
The youngest man was totally at a loss of what to do. All he could do was to cry and beg his hyungs to let him go but that only worsened things – the crying and begging made Heechul and Hankyung feel superior and made Ryeowook seem feeble and weak, all the more reason to do him.
Hankyung positioned himself in between the two men and inserted his erection into his dongsaeng’s entrance. Ryeowook cried out in pain as he was being sexually violated by the Chinese man. It was the poor young man’s first time. Heechul then followed by sliding his own erection inside of Hankyung.
There was no rhythm, there was no synchronization at all – but the two older men were apparently enjoying themselves, feeling so pleasurable. Ryeowook was becoming used to the force at which Hankyung was doing him, and he allowed occasional moans to escape from him.
Hankyung was still amazed at how Heechul was still able to keep on going when he himself was wearing thin.
At last, after what seemed like forever, Heechul panted, “That’s...that’s all I’ve got for tonight.”
Hankyung took it as a sign for himself to stop as well, and he slid his erection out of Ryeowook as Heechul did the same to him. All three men felt something warm running down their legs. Even without looking, they all knew what it was.
“Since this is your first time,” Hankyung smiled at Ryeowook, as he inserted three fingers inside him, “this is your reward.”
The Chinese man slid out his fingers and he fed the white, sticky cum to Ryeowook. The younger man knew what he was supposed to do, and he stuck out his tongue to lick it a little, like how a dog drinks from a bowl.
After Ryeowook licked Hankyung’s fingers clean, the three men got dressed once again and as Ryeowook reached for the door, Heechul and Hankyung leaned forwards to face Ryeowook and whispered, “Shh, this is our dirty little secret.”Labels: dirty little secret
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• I Don't Love You 
• Kangteuk - Timeless Love
• Elf, Saranghaeyo
• Remember This Date
• Christmas Story
ANGST
• For The Last Time
• Do You Have Me In Your Heart
SMUT
• But All These Thoughts Are Leaving You, Tonight
• Dirty Little Secret
• Untitled
CRACK
• Untitled 2
OTHERS
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• Chapter One
• Chapter Two
• Chapter Three
• Chapter Four
• Chapter Five
• Chapter Six
• Chapter Seven
• Chapter Eight
• Chapter Nine
• Chapter Ten
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