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Seungkwan wasn’t sure why he woke up. He peeled open his eyes, and they took a second to adjust to the dark. On the other side of the room, Jun had a reading light on. But he wasn’t reading.
Seungkwan took another second to comprehend what he was seeing. When he understood, though, it sent heat straight to his groin.
Jun was sounding. He stroked himself as he did so, letting out the tiniest of noises. Maybe that’s what woke Seungkwan. Nonetheless, he wasn’t mad about it.
He felt slightly bad for watching without permission, but with how Jun is, he figured he wouldn’t mind too much. Seungkwan silently slid a hand down to his hardening cock. He knew he couldn’t fully touch, as he was notorious for being loud, but needed the satisfaction.
Jun had his phone in one hand, the other on his dick with one finger keeping the sounding instrument in. On the opposite side of the room, Seungkwan was pumping his tip. Seungkwan wanted to know what he was watching.
Jun finished soon. Seungkwan watched him pull out the rod and smirked at his small moan. Jun breathed out an enticing little “fuck” as he came by jerking himself off. He began to turn his head, and Seungkwan quickly closed his eyes. Once he heard Jun get up, he removed his hand from himself and attempted to go back to sleep.
Seungkwan, obviously, couldn’t just sit on this. In his mind, he’d let Jun know he saw, Jun would get embarrassed but turned on, and they’d fuck with sounding as foreplay. Seungkwan knew it would work.
Thankfully, that’s how it played out.
Jun was alone in the living room, watching TV. Seungkwan sidled up to him. He twisted his body sideways, their faces close and his knee over Jun’s thighs. Jun merely hummed.
“Junnie,” Seungkwan started. “I need to tell you something.”
Jun hummed again and set his hand on Seungkwan’s leg.
“You woke me up last night. Felt too good to stay quiet, huh?” Seungkwan murmured.
Jun tensed.
“It’s okay, baby. I could see what you were doing. I could see how to make you feel good.” Seungkwan told him.
Jun shifted to face him. “Really?” he asked, hesitant.
Seungkwan smiled and ran his fingers through Jun’s hair. “Of course. Why?”
“I just… I was scared to tell anyone in case they’d think I was weird. It’s not exactly… popular.” Jun said.
“It’s okay. I can help. Will you let me help?” Seungkwan questioned.
Jun nodded hurriedly. Seungkwan grinned. He took Jun’s hand and stood them up, then headed down the hall to their room. This wasn’t exactly the best time of day to do this, but by now the group had an understanding that you can either listen or put earbuds in.
Seungkwan locked the door behind them. Jun sat on his bed, looking expectant. Seungkwan loved how he was always eager to take orders. He stood in between Jun’s legs and tilted his head up. Jun looked at him with his wide, hopeful eyes.
“First, I want you to show me how you like it. Then I’ll take over.” Seungkwan said.
Jun nodded. He laid back, and Seungkwan kneeled on the bed. "Where is it?"
"Under," Jun mumbled, pointing down.
Seungkwan got on the floor and found a shoebox under Jun's bed. He set it next to them and got back in his previous position. He flicked the box open and eyed the contents. There were a few dildos and vibrators. The case of sounding rods was on top.
"You, um, you need to clean it pretty well. And your hands. Just in case." Jun told him.
Seungkwan nodded. They had hand sanitizer in their room, so he went ahead and put that on. Jun was taking the case out, but Seungkwan stopped him.
"Not yet, baby. Are you even hard?" he asked.
Jun nodded.
Seungkwan chuckled. "I should've known. Fine, then. Can you help me, at least?"
Jun hurriedly pulled Seungkwan's clothes down. He also pushed his shirt up, so Seungkwan removed it. Jun began to jerk him off.
Seungkwan trailed his hand up Jun's front, under his shirt, to get to his nipple. Jun made a small noise, and Seungkwan did, too, when he rubbed his tip.
"So, uh… how long did you watch me for?" Jun asked quietly.
"Just a few minutes. But I got to see you cum. It was a good show." Seungkwan told him.
Jun blushed. "You... you could've joined me."
Seungkwan hadn't thought of that. Either way, he had been too tired. He also liked watching, and told Jun that.
That made him blush deeper. Seungkwan moved his hand from Jun's nipple to his face, his thumb on his lips. Jun's tongue peeked out to meet it. Seungkwan began to roll his hips into Jun's strokes.
"Can we hurry up? I just want…" Jun started.
Seungkwan moaned, encouraging Jun to pump faster. Seungkwan looked at him through hooded eyes. "What, baby? What do you want?"
"I-I want you to sound me. I want you to control it." Jun confessed. "God, it'll feel so much better."
"Better than when you're alone?" Seungkwan asked, earning a nod. He smirked. "Fine, then."
Seungkwan stepped away. He picked up the case of rods, and Jun dug in the box to hand him a bottle of toy cleaner. While Seungkwan cleaned a few of the silicone rods, Jun set a tissue on the bed.
"Set it on this when you're not using it." Jun said. "I just really don't want to get a UTI."
Seungkwan chuckled. "No worries, angel. Better safe than sorry."
Jun nodded. He undressed, then they repositioned themselves on the bed with Jun laying in the middle and Seungkwan kneeling between his legs. Seungkwan lubed his hand and pumped Jun's cock.
"Use a lot of that, too, please." Jun said.
"I know, baby. Just lay down and let me do all the work." Seungkwan said.
"Have you done this before?"
"On myself? Yes, a few times. But not in a while." Seungkwan told him.
"Then why'd you let me explain everything to you? Now I feel dumb." Jun mumbled.
Seungkwan smiled. "I like hearing you talk."
Jun was quiet, biting his lip. Seungkwan smirked. He lubed the smallest sounding rod and held it close to Jun's tip. After receiving a nod, Seungkwan eased it in.
Jun made noises right away. He whined and whimpered, his eyes closed and his mouth open. Seungkwan sought to memorize every moment.
"Fuck, Kwannie," Jun mewled.
"Good?" Seungkwan asked.
"Yes, fuck—all the way in."
Seungkwan did what he was told. He sat back once the rod was to its hilt. Jun had his arms folded above his head, his eyes still closed, and his hips rolling up into nothing. Seungkwan took in every detail so he wouldn't miss a thing.
"Always so sensitive." Seungkwan murmured. He trailed his fingers up Jun's thigh.
"It's you, Seungkwan. Feels so much better from you."
Seungkwan grinned. He pulled the instrument out slightly, then pushed it back in. Jun moaned loudly. Seungkwan knew this ultra-sensitive feeling first-hand, and so knew what worked. He pulled the rod out again, about halfway, and held it like that. Jun tried to grind up into it. Finally, ever so slowly, Seungkwan replaced it.
"Oh, please, Seungkwan." Jun whined.
"Already begging?" Seungkwan questioned.
Jun breathed out a curse. He got louder when Seungkwan wrapped his hand around his cock. Seungkwan pumped him, watching Jun's expressions with a fond gaze.
"Oh, God, please, Seungkwan." Jun cried.
"What're you begging for? Begging for more? Begging to stop?" Seungkwan asked.
"More! More, more, more."
Seungkwan laughed. It was very amusing to him that they've barely gotten started, and yet Jun was already a mess. He wanted to overwhelm him, but slowed his strokes so they could talk.
"How big do you go up to?" Seungkwan asked.
"I—just the—the second one. Too big scares me." Jun answered.
"Mmh. I feel the same. Let's give you more, then." Seungkwan told him. He carefully removed the rod and set it on the tissue. He'd already cleaned the second one, so he lubed it and held it to Jun's urethra. Jun groaned as it was pushed in.
"I—I forgot, Kwannie… I have a—another set, they're, uh, they're ribbed. I want those." Jun stuttered out.
Seungkwan smirked. His own set was ribbed, but didn't bring it up because he figured Jun liked the smooth ones better. He left the instrument in as he rifled through the shoebox. He found the case at the bottom. There was one ribbed rod, along with one that looked more like a plug. Again, Jun didn't say anything about it, so Seungkwan left that one alone. Although he may have to borrow it.
Seungkwan sanitized his hands, then disinfected and lubed the rod. He pulled out the other one, earning a delicious whimper.
Seungkwan entered the ribbed instrument, but not all the way. He thrusted it up and down.
"Seungkwan, please, please, please," Jun tried. He bucked his hips up.
"Down, pet. Don't hurt yourself." Seungkwan said, pressing a hand to his hip.
Jun pushed back into the bed, then relaxed. He was breathing heavily. Seungkwan left the rod in and returned to stroking him.
"Seungkwan," Jun whined. He whined loudly and high in pitch: sounding needier than ever.
Seungkwan loved it. Despite not being touched, he was half hard just from listening and watching. Jun was an angel.
Seungkwan pressed his lips to the underside of his head. Jun moaned, his legs automatically widening. Seungkwan licked up his length. He eased out the rod, then swallowed him down.
"God, fuck, fucking—"
Seungkwan smirked. He bobbed his head, and when he tongued at the tip, he tasted precum. He knew Jun could last a while, but wasn't sure how far the sounding pushed him towards his climax.
"Wanna get fucked?" Seungkwan asked.
"Yes, please."
"Then how close are you? When do you want me to stop?" Seungkwan questioned.
"I… I don't know. Feels good." Jun mumbled.
Seungkwan chuckled. He took that as a sign to hurry it up. "I know, baby. Legs up."
Jun complied without question. Seungkwan put the sounding rods away, then got a bottle of lube from the box. He coated his fingers and spread it onto Jun's hole. He pushed one in.
Jun mewled. He dropped his arms down to his sides, and Seungkwan took a hand to hold. He was getting needy himself, and he knew Jun could handle it, so he sped up the process. Seungkwan went up to three fingers, although not quick enough to hurt him. Finally, Seungkwan rolled on a condom and lined himself up.
"Ready, baby?" he asked.
Jun nodded. "Yes, please. Yes."
Seungkwan pushed in, sighing in relief. He squeezed on more lube and used his thrusts to spread it around. Jun whined quietly.
Seungkwan moaned as he fucked him. He was always loud, and was sometimes self-conscious about it, especially if unwilling ears heard, but liked that Jun was the same. Seungkwan thrusted fast, one hand holding Jun's and the other on the bed.
"Seungkwan, fuck, I'm gonna cum soon…" Jun told him.
Seungkwan bit back his disappointment. "Just tell me when."
Jun nodded. He informed him soon after, and he jerked himself off. Seungkwan pulled out and watched, in awe of how gorgeous somebody could be. He ran his hand up Jun's front, through his cum.
"Fuck." Jun whispered. He took a few seconds to calm down. "Fuck. Why'd you stop?"
Seungkwan paused.
"Fuck me."
Seungkwan hasn't been with Jun in a while, and forgot what he liked. Before he could move, though, Jun flipped over to his stomach.
"Fuck me." He said again. "I like when it hurts."
Seungkwan scrambled to push back in and regain his movements. Jun let out a delicious whine, his back arching and his face pressing into the bed. Seungkwan held onto his hips.
Seungkwan took longer to climax. When he did, he came hard into the condom. He folded himself over Jun's body, pressing his head to Jun's shoulder. He kissed him there.
They both made a noise when he pulled out. Jun turned to his side and Seungkwan laid next to him. Jun cuddled close.
"Thank you." Jun murmured.
"You're welcome, baby. Anytime." Seungkwan said and kissed his forehead.
Jun whined, cuddling closer.