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You leaned forward in your chair so your face was even closer to Chan’s. “I could just pat your head and tell you what a good boy you are!” You giggled softly and patted the top of his head one, two, three times. “Good boy.” You said gently. Not in a teasing tone or as a way to mock him. The words were just stated as fact. Those two words shot through Chan’s chest like a bullet. Bursting through his ribcage clear to the other side. He froze in place for a moment unsure of what this feeling was. He had been praised before, sure. He had been told he was “doing great” by girls while he was inside of them. Slamming away, in and out and in again. Hitting those soft, spongy spots that made their eyes roll back and their tongue loll out of their mouth. He had been told how big he was. “So big!” Was a regular phrase that he never got tired of. His cock stretching and making room inside a tight, wet cunt was a feeling he was used to, a feeling he loved. 

But this feeling was new. It was feral, gnawing, needy, aching. You were someone that saw him, really saw him, for everything he was. His accomplishments, his flaws, his ups and his downs. You had been there for all of it and still saw the best in him. He wanted to be good for you. That's what this feeling was. He wanted to hear those words again and again and again while he made you feel the most intense pleasure of your life. 

The next few minutes moved like sand through an hourglass. Chan stared at your lips still wet with beer from your most recent sip. He leaned in slowly, lingering in the moment to see what your reaction would be. Would you pull away? Would you be upset with him for evening attempting such a bold move? Kissing his best friend, this could change everything between the two of you. Chan leaned in closer still, his eyes flicking from your lips to your eyes then back to your lips again. He wanted to taste you so badly. He needed to show you just what a good boy he could be. Your breath caught in your chest as Chan’s button lips lightly brushed against yours. His nose angled against your top lip right in that spot underneath your nose. Cupid’s bow. That’s the word that flashed in your mind as you closed your eyes and started to part your lips for him. He smelled like beer and sunscreen. Like summer and sunshine incarnate. 

“Chan…” You moaned into his mouth barely above a whisper.

Chan growled back in response, He snaked his hand through your hair until it rested on the back of your neck. He pulled you in hard, deepening the kiss. Your body responded in an instant. Without hesitation you pulled at his tank top to bring him closer to you. A wordless promise that you were ready for anything he had in store for you.

Chan gripped your thighs hard and wrapped them around his waist while simultaneously picking you up and sitting you down on the edge of the patio table. The metal from the old table legs squeaked and creaked softly as you and Chan moved as one. He reached his arms up and slightly back to pull his tank top up and over his head. His biceps flexed and pulsed with the intense muscle that lay underneath. He groaned in frustration at the sight of your jean shorts. While earlier today he was admiring how perfectly they sculpted around your ass, now they were just too tight and too in the way of where he so desperately needed to be.. He pulled at the buttons clumsily and ripped at the zipper so harshly that it completely broke. 

“Channie!” You squealed. You weren’t really mad. In all truth you found it incredibly sexy. You had never had someone want you so badly that they were willingly to tear off your clothes. 

Chan gave you a slight smirk and simply said, “I’ll buy you new ones.” 

Next thing torn to pieces was your panties followed by the same weak objection from you and the promise made from him. 

You lived in a quiet, suburban neighborhood. You rented but you loved your quaint little home. One thing you never gave much concern to was your neighbors. You would have backyard barbeques with your friends almost every weekend and while you weren’t particularly “wild” you didn't let the potential of uppity neighbors stop your fun. Besides, your neighbors would party sometimes too. You’d hear loud music or shouting and shrug it off. Who cares? No, you never really considered the people living around you. That was until your best friend started to slide his hard cock inside you. When Chan’s cock was starting to stretch you, slowly inching its way deeper and deeper, then you considered who might be around. Because now, in this moment, you had to moan, you had to scream, you had to shout something. It was all just so good. It was all just so much. He was just SO. GODDAMN. BIG. 

“Ch-Channie..” You murmured. “C-cover my m-mouth. I’m gonna scream..”

Chan looked up from where his cock was moving, almost at the base now. He tried hard not to move his hips too much so you could adjust to his size. You were just so tight it was driving him crazy. He nodded and gently covered your mouth with his large hand. Your eyes rolled back as he bottomed out inside of you. You let out a long, muffled moan, gripping hard at his forearms. You wiggled your hips wildly, signalling him to start moving his as well. Then you mumbled something into his hand right before he pulled it away.

“What?” He grunted, his eyes focused again on your perfectly wet cunt wrapped around him.

“I said, Good Boy.” You panted through a smile.

Chan’s pupils widened and his eyelids lowered. His hands found their way to your hips as he gripped hard until the tender sensitive flesh felt like it may bruise. You arched your back from the sensation of pleasure and pain. Chan snapped his hip and began to thrust into you at a feral and unforgiving pace. One of his hands left your hip and trailed slowly down your stomach until his thumb resting on your swollen clit. He rubbed easy concentric circles on the sensitive nub making your pussy squeeze and grip around his cock. Every time you clenched around him he groaned and growled in approval. Little words were used now, just guttural sounds of pleasure and need for release. Only one phrase remained now.

“Say it again.” Chan moaned. His feral cries were mixing with a begging plea that sounded so delicious you felt like you could cry.

“Good… boy…” 

Seungmin laughs, grabbing his arm as if in pain. "Ow! Damn, you pack a mean punch." He rubs his arm dramatically. "Fine, I'll behave... for now." He smirks again, his eyes sparkling again with playfulness.

“Watch your back, bro. You know I can still wrestle you to the ground any time, even when we're drunk.” Changbin gives a playful wink and scratches the stubble of his beard.

Seungmin laughs heartily, throwing an arm around Binnie’s shoulders in a friendly gesture. "Hell yeah, you can try! But I'm pretty sure I can take you down anytime, even drunk off my ass." He gives you a knowing shove. "You know what?”

He pauses, looking at Changbin with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "We should get drunk tonight. You, me, some beers, and a wrestling match to see who's the toughest." Seungmin chuckles, his arm still around his shoulders. "What do you say?”

Changbin breaks out of his grip and puts him in a headlock in one swift motion. “You're on! Let's do it.”

Seungmin laughs, trying to break free from his roommate's headlock but failing."Fuck! Okay okay!" He struggles playfully. "Let me go!” He laughs harder as Changbin tightens the headlock slightly. "I give up! I give up!”

He lets go and tousles Seungmin's hair lightly. “I'll buy the beers, you buy the pizza.”

Seungmin straightens up, rubbing his head where Changbin’s hand just was. "Deal." He grins, punching his arm lightly. "But don't think you'll win just because you're buying the booze. I'm still gonna kick your ass." He turns and heads to the kitchen to grab his phone. The pizzeria on campus already knew their order by heart.

As the night goes on, the boys enjoy their pizza and beers, laughing and joking around. But as the alcohol starts to take effect, Seungmin’s competitive nature kicks in even more. "Alright, I think it's time for our wrestling match." He stands up, stretching his arms overhead.

Changbin nods his head and stands up facing him. “Hell yeah, brother. Let's do this!”

Seungmin cracks his knuckles and adopts a playful fighting stance, a huge grin on his face. "Last one standing wins. No holds barred, but no seriously hurting each other." He circles Binnie slowly. "You gonna come at me or what?" His eyes are shining with excitement. "3…”

Changbin rolls his shoulders and cracks his neck before making an unexpected lunge at Seungmin before the countdown can even finish.

Seungmin lets out a surprised laugh as Changbin tackles him to the ground, both of them tumbling onto the floor in a playful wrestling match. "Shit!" He tries to gain the upper hand but Changbin's mass quickly overpowers him. "You're a sneaky bastard!”

Changbin wraps his arms around Seungmin's waist and pulls his hips up against him in order to gain more control in his position. “Ha! Got you!” He brags, his arms flexing and muscles bulging.

Seungmin grunts as Changbin pulls his hips up, giving him more leverage. He wraps his legs around his waist to try and flip him over, but ends up grinding himself against his abs instead due to the position. "Fuck... wait a minute..." His voice comes out slightly breathless.

Changbin pins Seungmin's arms down over his head. “Had enough, pretty boy?”

Seungmin is completely pinned now, his chest heaving with laughter and something else... His arms trapped above his head, legs still wrapped around his roommate's waist trapping him between his body presses against him. "Mhm... I surrender..." But instead of submitting, he suddenly rolls his hips up.

His movement causes his hardening bulge to grind against Changbin's abs, the sudden contact making him freeze. He looks up at him with wide eyes, realizing the situation they're now in. "Oh... shit..." His face turns bright red as he quickly tries to unwrap his legs from around Changbin's waist.

Changbin holds down Seungmin's arms with one hand and uses his other hand to grab one of his legs. He presses Seungmin's leg and bends it against his stomach. “Are you hard right now?” Changbin asks with a playful smirk.

Seungmin’s leg gets trapped between Changbin’s strong arms, making him spread his thighs wider. He swallows hard, his body betraying him. "No..." He lies softly, then ruins it by bucking his hips slightly, grinding his semi-hard bulge against Changbin's abs again. "Goddamnit..." He mutters softly.

Without saying a word, Changbin rolls his hips into Minnie's growing bulge while holding eye contact with him.

Seungmin’s breath hitches loudly. His eyes widened further, pupils dilating with unexpected arousal. A soft gasp escapes his lips, his neck flushing a deep red. "F-fuck..." He stammers out, his hips instinctively rolling up to meet Changbin's again.

Changbin brings his fingers to Seungmin’s mouth, letting his thumb dip inside and play with his tongue while he continues to grind.

Seungmin's mouth falls open slightly at the feel of his roommate's thumb playing with his tongue. His hips buck up against Changbin's again, his bulge now fully hard and pressing against his abs through his sweatpants. He sucks Changbin's thumb into his mouth without thinking, swirling his tongue around it as he looks up at him with heavy-lidded eyes.

“Do you see how fucking hard you made me, Minnie?” Changbin growls.

Seungmin's eyes snap down to Changbin’s crotch. Sweatpants are tented dramatically, his large bulge pressing against Seungmin's inner thigh. He swallows hard, realizing that he's fully hard too. "Holy..." He mumbles softly, his hips rolling again without his permission.

Changbin brings his face closer to Seungmin’s and presses their foreheads together.

The two boys breath mingle as their foreheads touch. Seungmin can feel Changbin's hard length pressing insistently against him, and it's all he can do not to grind harder. His hands, which had been lying limp beside him, now grip his sweatpants possessively.

A sharp intake of breath leaves Seungmin as Changbin's hand slides into his sweatpants. His hips jerk forward slightly at the sudden contact. "Fuck..." He whispers hoarsely, one hand moving to cover his while the other grips his wrist tightly.* "Wait... I'm not... I mean…”

Changbin's eyes flicker up to Seungmin's. “Do you want me to stop?”

Seungmin swallows hard, his eyes locked onto Changbin's. His hips buck up slightly against his hand, his cock throbbing in his grip. "I... No..." He admits softly, his voice barely a whisper. "But... I'm not gay or anything.”

“You're not?” Changbin gives him a playful smirk as his hand moves up and down on his length. “Well, your cock says otherwise.”

His breath hitches as Changbin teases him, his cock pulsing in his hand. He bites his lip hard to suppress a moan. "Shut up... That's just a physical reaction..." His hips start moving involuntarily, fucking into Changbin's hand. "I still like girls…”

“Sure you do, pretty boy.” Changbin whispers huskily as his hand moves faster.

Seungmin's eyes flutter closed as pleasure washes over him. He nods quickly, too lost in sensation to argue. "Mhm..." His voice comes out breathy and needy as he starts fucking Changbin's hand more eagerly. "Don't tell anyone..." He whispers desperately. "...Please…”

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