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When Chan agreed to help some of the members out with certain needs he did not realize how frequent it would become. At first it had just been Felix; whose sexual frustration only increased the longer he was away from home. The life of an idol was a lot for anyone to endure and the needs of virile young men was something Chan knew all too well from his own youth spent working in Korea. While Chan did not originally see himself as gay, or even bisexual, he knew certain situations could shift a previously firm perspective and when he caught Felix struggling to get off with his small fingers in the shower while the rest of the members were asleep he offered to help. None of them had ever dared to purchase toys, lest the receipts or toy itself be seen within a single frame of a dorm video, and this left Felix with no option but his own hands. as a bottom with shockingly short fingers this proved a problem.

At first Chan had kept it to his fingers and they used olive oil to avoid a paper trail or risk being seen purchasing such a controversial product as sexual lubricant. His fingers proved far more effective and their first time saw Felix achieving a powerful orgasm which had his legs shaking and long ropes of cum streaking his pale stomach and chest. After that Felix became nearly obsessed and frequently took advantage of Chan’s caring nature to coerce him into fingering him. Soon, however, the fingers were not enough and the sight of Chan’s bulging pants or shorts after every session soon gave Felix an idea.

Chan was initially hesitant, unsure if it was a good idea to cross such a deep line but, once again, he found himself unable to deny tending Felix’s needs and, after a great deal of prep, Chan removed his shorts to reveal his achingly hard eight inch cock. The moment he saw Felix’s face he knew that the previous persistence would soon be dwarfed by new needs. Their first time was disjointed and messy and saw both of them finishing pitifully quick. After that, whenever the chance came, Felix would paw at Chan until they found a quiet spot to take care of things.

At first he tried fucking Felix softly and quietly, lest the other members possibly hear them, but Felix was always so tight and would whine so loudly that it was only a matter of time before someone overheard them and decided to investigate. That person had been Hyunjin and soon would be the bane of Chan’s existence.

It had been an early Wednesday morning and both Chan and Felix were in the shower, hoping the white noise of the running water would at least muffle their doings. Chan pounded into Felix harshly, his own sexual needs dulling his senses as much as the heat and noise of the shower, while Felix was bent over with his fingers clawing at the wet tile. One of the managers had finally been let in on their situation and secretly purchased them proper lubricant, allowing them to ditch the cooking oil, and it only heightened the experience. The sight of his cock punching into Felix’s tight hole was overwhelming and Chan was so caught up in his own head space that he did not hear the door slowly open nor someone enter behind the curtain. Instead he chased his orgasm with greater and harsher intensity until the slap of skin against skin was like a series of engine pistons firing off in succession. Felix could not even manage to slip out a noise as he came hard and went limp against the wall, only being held up by Chan’s strong hands across his waist and chest. But Chan was not finished and continued to pound away as Felix tried to catch his breath on weary legs. After a minute, Felix tapped the wall in submission with a quivering hand.

“I-I c-…I can’t…” Chan stopped despite the boiling of his blood, the need for release, and he forced himself to let go as Felix slumped to the floor of the shower, leaving Chan’s cock a raging red. “I’m sorry…Chan…” Felix panted, his own small cock twitching helplessly against his thigh.

“Well…shit…” Chan gasped and he touched himself. He looked at Felix’s tempting lips but shook the thought from his head. They had never done such a thing before and he would not do it when Felix was in such a vulnerable state. He focused on his hand. It would do but he knew it would not satisfy him. He was still a ways off and was about to begin the disappointing journey to the finish line when the shower curtain suddenly slipped aside.

Both of them looked over and yelped but Hyunjin pressed a finger to his plush lips. His black hair was tied back in a ponytail and he wore his pajamas; a simple pair of sweatpants and a black t-shirt. The steam of the bathroom had created enough heat where some beads of sweat slipped down Hyunjin’s forehead. They all stood frozen but Hyunjin’s eyes were squarely on Chan.

“You weren’t even gonna tell me?” Hyunjin asked, a toying sadness in his voice. He turned to Felix. “Or did you want to keep him all to yourself.” Felix could not respond, still trying to compose himself from the vicious fucking. They had all showered together and seen each other naked before but never in the same context. Hyunjin returned his gaze to Chan. “How about I take you to my room and we let Felix rest. I’ll take care of that.” Chan would have protested or diverted the conversation if any blood still lingered in his brain; but his cock was hot and heavy and needed, absolutely needed, to be taken care of.

“Alright,” he said. Hyunjin smirked and slipped out of the bathroom as Chan helped Felix to his feet. He helped Felix finish washing himself and made sure his friend was composed enough to get himself back to his room. Once Felix departed, Chan grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist, and proceeded to Hyunjin’s room.

The door creaked with the strength of a car crash and Chan slid inside before quickly closing the door. For a moment he remained motionless, listening for any signs of intrigue from a third party. Nothing came. Satisfied, he turned to see Hyunjin, still clothed, laying on his bed. His hair was undone, hanging along his face like some fantasy creature. The moon spilled through the curtains, giving his skin a silvery hue. He really was unreal to look upon at times, Chan thought as he stepped forward. Though his cock had softened between the shower and the room, the tingle of need was still potent inside him.

Hyunjin pat the spot on the mattress next to him and Chan padded over. He meant to speak but Hyunjin did not give him time as he let one of his long fingers hook the towel and undo it in a single pull. Chan’s cock hung heavy between his legs, beading with pre-cum, and Hyunjin hummed with arousal. “If you’re gonna help him out don’t you think you should help me out too?” Chan, mind fogged by arousal, stumbled into the invitation with a fumbling tongue.

“I should?” Hyunjin ran a finger up the front of Chan’s thigh, finding the definition of his hip line and then toyed below his navel. Chan shuddered, his skin breaking out in goose flesh.

“I won’t mess with what you’ve got going on with Felix. I want something different. At least most of the time.” His finger descended to the trim of Chan’s pubic hair and toyed with the fine hairs before teasing the thick base of his hardening cock. Hyunjin’s eyes were firmly on the growing length, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips. When he had returned to full mass, Hyunjin ran his fingers softly along the underside, making Chan flinch and his cock head pulse.

“What do you want?” he asked. Hyunjin gripped Chan fully, his longer fingers managing to work their way around the girth, and gave a loving stroke. Chan sucked in a sharp breath before Hyunjin, using his free hand, wrapped an arm around Chan’s waist and dragged him onto the bed. The blanket was fleece and comforting and contrasted hard against the dangerous-looking face that slipped between Chan’s legs.

“I want to suck your cock.”  As Chan tried to ask why Hyunjin’s lips were already wrapped around him. It was different from what Chan had come to know with Felix. With Felix, everything was rushed — as though there were some semblance of guilt on both ends. Hyunjin bore no such feelings and when he sucked the first half of Chan’s cock down, he did so at a comfortable and pleasing pace. He moaned around the hard flesh, his hand massaging the half he could not reach while his other hand cupped Chan’s brimming balls as though they were a precious coin purse. His tongue dragged along the underside before wrapping around the tip and Hyunjin hummed approvingly to the salty taste on his tongue. He gave a loving such to the tip, pulling off with a pop, and Chan could not help but stare at the string of thick spittle connecting Hyunjin’s lip to his tip. Hyunjin stroked the spit and pre-cum along the shaft, wetting the whole thing until it gleamed in the moonlight. “Can I?” Hyunjin cooed. Chan just nodded — the words unable to stumble out of his throat. Hyunjin grinned before tonguing Chan’s tip and taking him fully.

Hyunjin’s gag reflex was non-existent and he took Chan deeply, massaging his tip with his throat, over and over again. Sometimes he took him down to the root and just stayed there, humming around the thick length and massaging his balls while his free hand explored the definition of Chan’s stomach. To Chan, it looked as though Hyunjin were drinking iced water in the middle of the desert and the suction was intense each time Hyunjin hollowed his cheeks. Despite the fact there Hyunjin did not rush a single thing he did, and that Chan had developed quite a bit of endurance with Felix, it was only a minute or two before Chan was shaking and tapping Hyunjin on the shoulder.

“I’m cum…cumming…” But Hyunjin ignored him and only deepened his actions. He sucked Chan fulled down to the root before pulling up, teasing the tip with his tongue, and then diving back down — usually with a moan or hum of desire to punctuate the action. Chan continued to try warning Hyunjin but he dared not pull him off. “Hyu…Hyunnie! I’m…I’m…” he groaned out. Hyunjin took him deep again.

Chan exploded. Hot cum filled Hyunjin’s mouth and Chan could only lay there as Hyunjin moaned, his hands working the shaft and balls with great care as he milked Chan of everything he was worth — which was plenty. Chan lay limp on the bed as Hyunjin made no rush to finish his work. Unlike what Chan had seen in porn online, there was no rush to finish once they were done. Hyunjin continued to enjoy him, though with much more gentle use of his tongue, until the sensitivity became so intense Chan had to pull him off.

Hyunjin’s lips were swollen and wet and he licked them with a sultry smirk. It was then Chan saw a wet patch between Hyunjin’s legs and Hyunjin let out a humming chuckle before lowering the front of his sweatpants and briefs to reveal his own cum covered cock. It was softening but still around six inches. He had orgasmed just from giving head.

“I want more,” Hyunjin cooed, letting his hand play with his cum covered cock as he lay his head on Chan’s thigh and suckled Chan’s tip.

“I don’t know…if I’ve got more…” Chan said and he tried to sit up. Hyunjin frowned and licked his own cum from his palm.

“Well…if we want to keep this our little secret, just the three of us, I want you once a day.” Chan could not believe it. He was already on a near daily schedule with Felix. It was far from impossible for him to perform but the timing was already difficult.

“I don’t know how we’ll do that,” Chan said, still not able to openly deny Hyunjin his request. He seemed so needy that Chan could not find it in him to say no.

“Text me when you get home from the studio. I’ll make the time.”

And so it had begun. Due to Chan’s erratic sleep schedule in comparison to the others, he often stayed when the others returned to the dorm after practice and did not return until most or all of them were already asleep. This only encouraged his two needy friends to shift their sleep schedules as best they could, even if they had to set alarms to ensure they were up by the time Chan promised to be home.

Felix proved far more reasonable than Hyunjin, who was near insatiable with an unending appetite for Chan’s cock. There were times when Felix would see Chan’s ragged state and then would retreat to his own room so Chan could be spared the job of fucking him but Hyunjin only found this as a new opportunity. The only benefit to their deal was that Hyunjin never wanted Chan to fuck him, only to let him suck his cock — an unfair trade Chan first thought for the first few weeks. Many times Chan was so tired when he got back he was unable to stay awake and would fall asleep with Hyunjin’s lips wrapped around the root of his cock, tongue laving against his balls. One time he fell asleep and woke to find Hyunjin laying comfortably beside him. It took a moment for him to realize Hyunjin was asleep and still had Chan’s soft cock nestled warmly in his mouth. When he moved — and stirred Hyunjin to life — Hyunjin worked Chan back to life and gave Chan his first ever morning wood head. A month later, Chan was in disbelief. Nothing was ever enough, it seemed. Hyunjin was not after the finish line, he was there for the journey.

One night, several months after accepting the new agreement, Chan was nearly at the end of his rope. Felix had stopped asking Chan to be the one to help him, turning to their maknae for his needs, and  this allowed some relief in the schedule; but Hyunjin began filling in those time slots himself. Chan’s sleep became so erratic and minimal that Felix finally stepped in and told Hyunjin to leave Chan alone, at least for a week and Hyunjin begrudgingly agreed. The first few days were heaven as Chan made sure to return to the dorms early and catch up on all those lost hours, often sleeping ten to twelve hours at a time, sparing himself only a few minutes to get ready in the morning before the day began. Soon, Chan was back to his usual self and the smile returned to his face.

Then their latest tour began and when Chan got onto the plane headed for the United States he had no idea what was ahead for him. None of them did.

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The flight to America had been a taxing one and Bang Chan spent most of it catching what sleep he could and working on his laptop. The overwhelming nature of their tour had begun to press upon him and as their manager went over their daily requirements Chan found it increasingly difficult to relax. By the time they landed and departed the plane Chan was able to put on a face of confidence for the cameras which then fell the moment the car door closed behind him. They were packed into a van and driven to the hotel where they were afforded a brief rest before rushing into their schedule.

Weeks passed and shows were performed in rapid succession. Their lives became an endless mirage of hotel rooms, dressing rooms, travel cars, and brightly lit stages. They danced and sang and laughed and cried with their fans. The aches of the road began to build and they often winced as they crawled into bed at the end of the day. After the first six cities Chan no longer had the energy to work on future things and had to put the laptop away, taking what sleep and food he could manage between the fourteen and sixteen hour days. Throughout the tour even Hyunjin knew to give Chan his distance and his sleep but as the tour began to wind down and their days became less and less stressful Hyunjin’s own needs began to roil within. He began to touch and cuddle Chan in the car or, most often, in their hotel rooms but Chan showed a rare sense of self-care and insisted that Hyunjin leave him alone. So Hyunjin left him alone. But the longer he stayed in his bed with an unsatisfied erection and snoring Seungmin or Jisung besides him the more Hyunjin’s thoughts turned to alternatives. Not alternatives to Chan, no, for he knew that was who he wanted. It was who he thought of when he touched himself in the shower and since he had had a taste he was unwilling to let it go.

When they finally returned home it had been several months and Hyunjin was at his wits end. Eager to get his time with Chan he spent little time wasting once they got home and hugged Chan from behind as he was unpacking.

“Hmm?” Chan asked as he folded the clothes he had not the strength to finish in America and put them away.

“Channie~” Hyunjin cooed and let his long fingers slip beneath the hem of Chan’s shirt and feel the toned muscles of his stomach.

“Hyunjin we just got home,” Chan snapped. Hyunjin was taken aback and pulled away. Chan had given many excuses as to why he could not help Hyunjin with his needs but never had he expressed it in such a frustrated and angry tone. So he stepped back and watched Chan not spare a glance as he returned to his clothes. Hyunjin was angry. Hyunjin was horny. Hyunjin was determined.

Walking by himself late at night Hyunjin felt secure that no one would recognize him but he wore a mask and beanie to hide his hair just in case. The alleyway was dark and dripping with rainwater as Hyunjin walked in. An alley cat looked down from a fire escape and watched as he approached a rusted iron door and gave a few soft knocks. Hyunjin looked either way and back down to his phone to make sure it was the spot that he had heard about online. When there was no answer he knocked again and was about to abandon his prospect when the door creaked open and a surprisingly young face looked back at him. The man looked only a few years older than Hyunjin.

“Yeah?” he asked, his voice shockingly gravely for a face so youthful. For a moment Hyunjin was unable to speak but as the man cocked an eyebrow Hyunjin found his voice.

“I heard you got something that can get a guy going.”

“How going we talking?” he asked. Hyunjin thought but the blood in his brain was little and filled with other ideas.

“As much as possible.”

“You sure?” Hyunjin felt himself grow frustrated, both sexually and at the unusual circumstance of his being in a dark wet alley late at night.

“Look, you got it or not?”

“Oh, I got it. You got the cash?”

“How much?” The price was much more than Hyunjin expected but the man promised great results and so Hyunjin went to the nearby ATM, as the man would only accept cash, and drew the necessary pay.

When Hyunjin was home he took a hot shower as if trying to scrub away the dirtiness of the interaction. When done he went to his room and looked at the small vial his money had earned him. It was barely bigger than Felix’s pinkie and was filled with a neon pink fluid which was viscous like syrup. Deep down, in a small part of Hyunjin’s brain, he wondered if giving one of his longest and dearest friends something without his knowing was a good thing to do. He wondered if taking advantage of such a good person was right of him but those thoughts were washed away by the potent virility which stirred between his legs and on the tip of his tongue. He needed cock and he was going to get it.

Chan was still working at the studio, trying to catch up on the work he had been forced to abandon in the last stretch of their tour, and so his bedroom was empty when Hyunjin sneaked inside. Most of the members were away seeing their families while Felix was asleep in his room and so Hyunjin had all the time he needed to execute his plan. A quick look around the room showed Chan’s water bottle which he kept by his bed for hydration. It was a steel bottle with a steel straw and thus hid the water from sight. Hyunjin pulled the bottle open and saw it was completely full, probably awaiting Chan’s return for his final hydration before bed. A last few warning thoughts fluttered through Hyunjin’s mind before he removed the cap of the vial and began to pour in the tincture. It was thick and stubborn to get out, made only more difficult as Hyunjin did not want to touch and waste any of the potent brew so he waited and washed the vial clean in the water, taking care to not let his fingers dip into the now pinkish fluid. He popped the lid back on the bottle and retreated to the living room to wait for his friend to return.

It was late, almost two in the morning, when Chan returned. He looked tired, as Hyunjin had become accustomed to seeing, and gave only a tired wave before retreating to his room. When he opened the bedroom door Hyunjin sprang into action.

“Hyung,” he said, lacing his voice with a deep apologetic tone. Chan looked over at him and Hyunjin approached. “I’m sorry how I’ve been the last few months. I haven’t been thinking of your situation and I’m just…I don’t know I’ve just wanted to spend time with you.” He hoped he sounded convincing and when Chan’s initial hardened face softened Hyunjin knew Chan’s caring nature was still there.

“No, I know…I’m just so tired. I don’t even want to jerk off.”

“Anyways,” said Hyunjin. “I wanted to say I was sorry.” Hyunjin’s plan then went into effect. “I also wanted to show you something.” Chan watched as Hyunjin pulled out a pouch of electrolyte and hydration powder, lemon flavored. “I know you’ve been working a lot and I know you’ve been trying to keep hydrated,” he said and pretended to look for Chan’s water bottle before pointing to its place on the night stand. “I heard about these supplements which help keep you focused and stuff.”

“Oh?” Chan asked and reached out but Hyunjin pulled his hand away.

“I want you to try it now so I know if I should get more. I’ve got some on pre-order and I need to confirm it tonight or I lose on a deal.” Hyunjin’s quick talk seemed to work as Chan did nothing as Hyunjin walked over to Chan’s water bottle and popped open the cap before dumping in the powder. The pink water turned an odd purple as he mixed in the powder and Chan walked over.

“Lemon is purple?” he asked. Hyunjin quickly snapped the lid shut and pressed the bottle into Chan’s chest.

“Try it out.” Chan slowly took the bottle and, for some reason, tested the weight. For a moment Hyunjin feared Chan would deny the request but finally he raised the metal straw to his lips and sipped. The reaction was more than Hyunjin could hope for as Chan seemed to enjoy the flavor and Hyunjin watched as Chan drank the whole thing. “Make sure you get it all,” Hyunjin cooed and tipped the bottle back, forcing Chan to drink it all. When he was done Hyunjin looked at him, awaiting a reaction. Chan looked back seemingly unaffected.

“It’s good. I’ll help pay for it.”

“Oh.” Hyunjin said, his disappointment clearly slipping out.

“You alright?” Chan asked and Hyunjin shook his head.

“No. I’m great. Sorry I’ll get that ordered. Sorry for bothering you. You should get some sleep. Good night.” He rushed out of the room before Chan could further inquire to his oddities.

Hyunjin lie in his bed cursing over and over, certain that he had just been screwed over and was out several thousand dollars. His frustration which had been building and intensifying over the last several weeks only amplified in those moments. Angry, Hyunjin turned off his side lamp, pulled the sheets over his body, and crossed his arms before shutting his eyes. Sleep did not come for a good while.

When Hyunjin woke the next day the weariness of the moment blinded him to what he had done the night before and he got up to go to the bathroom. The dorm was surprisingly quiet as Chan could often be heard snoring in his room. Felix was nowhere to be seen and likely still in his room. The faint sounds of his band mates made the silence feel all the louder and he went to the bathroom for a shower and to brush his teeth. When he was done he emerged drying his hair with a towel and wearing nothing but a fuzzy white bathrobe. There was a brief moment before Hyunjin heard Chan’s snoring had ceased and was replaced by a heavy breathing. In all the years Hyunjin had known and been with Chan he never knew his friend to make such noises and when he opened Chan’s door he came to the realization why. Chan often slept shirtless but never had he seen Chan so blatantly aroused, kicking off his boxers before they gently hit the opposing wall. Chan’s body was covered in sweat and between his legs stood a thick raging erection. Despite his previous interactions with Chan Hyunjin could not compare what he saw to anything from before. Chan looked over, his eyes glazed over in an almost drug-induced state. Though Hyunjin figured that was exactly what Chan was in. He was almost manic and panting loudly, precum almost squiring out of his untouched cock and dotting his fine abdominals.

“Hyun…jin…” Chan gasped before letting out a deep moan and Hyunjin watched Chan orgasm, the cum flowing out in a stream. It was an unbelievable amount. Chan’s balls clenched tight throughout the release and Hyunjin counted near three seconds before the white stream became a harsh series of thick ropes. By the time Chan finished fifteen seconds later semen was dripping down Chan’s ribs and chest. Some had even reached his neck and chin. The faint bleach-like scent of potent cum struck Hyunjin’s nose and gripped the lust inside him unlike anything he had felt before. Chan reached out to him as if asking for Hyunjin to catch him. Hyunjin walked over and kept eye contact with Chan, who stared at him deeply. When next to the bed Hyunjin’s eyes slid down to the incredible quantity of cum which still ran down Chan’s pale skin. Unable to help himself Hyunjin knelt down and used his tongue to begin lapping up the beads which nearly hit the bedsheets. It was incredible. It was like a thin porridge and tasted overwhelmingly of Chan. There was a mix of sweet, bitter, and salty which Hyunjin found intoxicating and so he continued to lick every drop he could find. Chan’s breathing had been deep wheezes and he let out hitched whines as he seemed to try and fight Hyunjin’s actions. But Hyunjin could not, and would not, stop and when he had cleaned up his leader Hyunjin turned to licking and suckling on Chan’s nipples and collarbone. Chan was still hard and Hyunjin relished how pliable Chan was as he pressed down on Chan’s waist with one of his hands, to prevent movement, and did not hesitate to finally take Chan deep down his throat. It was even stronger than the release and the thickness slid into his mouth with the ease only found from immense arousal. Chan’s hands feebly gripped the bedsheets as Hyunjin proceeded to bob his head with immense satisfaction, letting the fat cockhead massage his throat while his hands moistened and played with Chan’s balls. If Hyunjin had not become obsessed before the even stronger taste truly made him an addict. Despite Chan’s squirms Hyunjin’s only thought were to drain his lovely leader and drink it all.

“Fuck, Chan,” Hyunjin moaned during one of the brief moments he pulled off to catch his breath. “You taste so good.”

“What’s happening…?” Chan exclaimed before whimpering as Hyunjin sucked him once more.

“I think you need to be taken care of. Maybe I should get Felix to help out.”

“No!” Chan exclaimed. Hyunjin could not help but feel deeply at those words. Even in this seemingly punishing state Chan did not want to risk hurting Felix, neither physically nor mentally.

“So maybe you should let me have what I want and it will help you with your little problem.” As Hyunjin held the cock he felt the flesh tense once more and a fresh series of cum ropes shot out and onto Hyunjin’s hand. Using the cum Hyunjin slicked Chan’s cock and slowly stroked it, forcing Chan to thrash wildly in response. His skin was glistening with sweat, cum, and Hyunjin’s spit and it only further defined his muscles. Hyunjin thought he looked a Roman statue that was all his to devour. “Should I take care of you?” Hyunjin asked as he continued to stroke, the squelching sounds of the action filling the room. Chan’s chest rose and fell rapidly, his breathing near hyperventilation. Hyunjin licked the salt tip and Chan cried out again. A smaller orgasm hit his leader and Hyunjin took what he could into his mouth before it joined the remnants on Chan’s stomach. When Chan did not answer Hyunjin squeezed the base, denying another potential release. “I asked you a question.”

“Yes…yes…” Chan pleaded, his cockhead flushed red and purple, the thick vein on the underside of the shaft pulsing angrily. Hyunjin smirked with satisfaction and gave Chan a final satisfied suck before releasing him. He found one of Chan’s abandoned muscle shirts and began to wipe him down, taking care not to touch the hyper-sensitive equipment.

“Well I want you all to myself today. So let’s get going. Throw some pants on and we’ll get you feeling better.” As Chan lacked the ability to do much beyond get to his feet, albeit shakily, Hyunjin went through Chan’s drawers and found the perfect outfit he wanted to peel off Chan’s body. A pair of black sweatpants and a black muscle shirt with low cut sleeves which allowed Hyunjin to see down to Chan’s ribs. As he was about to hand Chan the clothes both of them heard a gasp and looked over. Despite an initial pang of frustration the sight in Felix’s eyes quickly told Hyunjin that this was a good thing and he was all too certian that Felix would indulge in Chan along with him. Felix stood in the door, dressed in a large t-shirt and fuzzy pajama bottoms.

“Chan?” Felix asked and looked him over. Chan’s cock never softened and let out another small spurt of cum.

“F-Felix…” Chan cried out, barely able to speak through the pleasure and the embarrassment.

“What did you do to him?” Felix asked. Hyunjin looked back.

“I did nothing. He was just like this.” Felix frowned and approached and smelled. Hyunjin watched as Felix took in the sight and Chan, once Felix was in range, grabbed the boy and began to kiss him deeply. Chan’s wet cock stained Felix’s bottoms and Felix let out a shocked cry but it was muffled by Chan’s lips.

“Channie,” Hyunjin said and was surprised when Chan stopped and looked towards him, a long thick chain of spit connecting his and Felix’s lips. Felix tried to pull away but Chan’s grip was firm. Hyunjin felt odd as he looked back at Chan, his own arousal reaching heightened unnatural levels. As he swiped up a large amount of Chan’s cum off his chest and forced it into Felix’s mouth, he somehow knew, on a subconscious level, that all three of them were now victims to the potion which Hyunjin had purchased. Whatever Chan had consumed now laced his cum and Hyunjin’s previously unnatural sexual appetite was boiling over into the realms of absurdity. “Channie, feed Felix more of your cum. We want him to join us right?” Chan nodded like an obedient puppy, his eyes becoming glassed over and the former resistance to including Felix melting away with shocking speed. Chan used a free hand to wipe cum from his cock and forced his fingers into Felix’s mouth. Felix resisted but in a matter of seconds began to relent and suckle Chan’s fingers with soft moans. Hyunjin felt himself ready to explode but he resisted. He wanted it to come at peak pleasure. “Chan, you want to bring Felix with us?” Chan nodded eagerly. “Felix, you want to help me please our handsome leader? Want to help me please his every need?” Felix still showed some hesitance but he still nodded, his own large eyes beginning to glaze over. Hyunjin smirked. “Perfect. Let’s get our beautiful boy dressed and to somewhere more private.”