Wrong Package: Return to Sender

Wrong Package: Return to Sender [Part 1]

                In a second TaeMin penetrated through Key’s hole as he sat himself down. With no prep whatsoever you can imagine how painful it was for Key. He, however, managed to keep his noises down to a minimal (practice makes perfect you could say). TaeMin, on the other hand, with such a ripe and innocent body let out a loud squeak when he felt his engorged member squeezed by Key’s tight hole.

                Real panic began to settle in the pit of TaeMin’s stomach now. He had done more than just cheat on MinHo at this point – he’d full out betrayed his boyfriend. After all this time, TaeMin thought for sure he was going to have his first time with MinHo...

                The sudden movement from Key brought TaeMin’s attention back to focus. He looked at Key, glistening with sweat and clinging to his shoulders; his brown, feline eyes glazed over with a feeling TaeMin had felt himself moments earlier; his bottom lip was being bit as Key tried to adjust himself. This was so wrong. He didn’t care how attracted he’d been to Key before, now all he wanted was MinHo’s warm embrace.

                As Key moved up and down, all TaeMin could think about was the wrongness of the whole situation. As for Key, well, he was trying too hard not to moan to notice the turmoil on TaeMin’s face. His tears were mixed in with his sweat anyway so there wasn’t much he would have been able to see.

                Despite how he felt, TaeMin couldn’t deny that his body was in fact feeling a pleasure foreign to him. His hands involuntarily unclenched from his sides and rested on Key’s hips to steady him. He was continuously silenced with expert sloppy kisses so he wouldn’t wake the others. Up and down Key bounced, holding on tightly to TaeMin with his head thrown back.

                “TaeMin~ah... I’m going to come soon... I know you are, too... Help me out...” Key panted. He grabbed TaeMin’s hand and pushed it to his member, too crazy with the lust to actually bother wrapping his fingers around it.

                Being clumsy with his fingers and new to this ordeal, TaeMin wasn’t able to even grab Key’s flopping cock. Frustrated, the elder just pumped himself, trapping the maknae’s lips again. When he felt himself near his climax he pulled away, not caring that he was still attached to TaeMin by a strand of saliva.

                “Come with me, TaeMin...” Key begged. That voice would usually have made JongHyun come then and there but this was not JongHyun so it still took a couple bounces and pumps before TaeMin finally came; the whole climax was near perfectly timed. All TaeMin could do was let out a loud sob as the final step of his whoring came. Key mistook it for a moan and kissed him a final time.

                He had barely pulled away and began pulling himself off of TaeMin’s limp member when the door swung open. Flaming charisma burned so hard into Key’s head that he sobered up instantly. The sudden shock made him finally see that TaeMin was sobbing so hard that he was having hard time breathing.

                A shorter figure appeared behind MinHo – JongHyun. He looked less pissed than MinHo, instead his face took on the look of a beaten puppy... A puppy that had just been battered and yelled at repeatedly and then tossed out the door like a trash bag...

                “Key...” he whispered in a strained voice.

                His boyfriend didn’t dare look at him as he shuffled off TaeMin’s lap. As soon as he did he noticed the maknae sprint across to the other side of the room. He leaned against the wall and hugged himself, unable to shake the thought that he’d been dirtied.

                “TaeMin...” Key said, reaching out for his friend.

                “D-d-don’t...” TaeMin cried. He felt torn between Key and MinHo since he had kind of asked for this (indirectly or not, something he’d done had brought this on him). He never knew his frivolous actions would lead to this, however... He hadn’t thought of this happening. Feeling ashamed and humiliated TaeMin wrapped a towel around his shaking frame and raced past his two hyungs in front of him. He pushed MinHo aside so hard as he bolted that the elder wasn’t able to grab onto his arm.

                TaeMin ran to the bedroom he shared with the others and locked it. He wasn’t able to completely clean himself off but with the towel he managed to wipe away Key’s fluids from his chest and thighs. He wiped off his own member afterwards, disgusted with himself as he remembered everything.        

                When he’d dubbed himself physically clean enough he went to get a shirt and sweat pants to hang off his now cold and exhausted body. It only made him feel even worse when he saw that nearly all his shirts had belongs to MinHo at one point of another. He rummaged around until he found a shirt he barely ever wore and slipped it on with his sweat pants. Once dressed he hid under the blankets of his bed, sobbing at his stupidity.

                Back in the bathroom Key had managed to wrap his naked body in a towel and was just cowering under the stares he was receiving. The flaming charisma had all but raged into a forest fire of massive proportions once TaeMin had run out a complete mess. JongHyun had dropped his gaze, unable to look at Key, but whenever he did return his glance to his boyfriend his eyes showed the sparkle of unshed tears. Before he knew it, sniffles began to bombard Key and his lower lip quivered while he tried to reach out to JongHyun with his words.

                “Jongie...” he whimpered.

                “I think we should take a break.”

                The singer’s words his Key hard. He felt his eyelids stretch, making his eyes look like bulging bouncy balls. He stuttered over his tongue, finding it useless now that he had to put it to good use.

                “W-what? Jongie... W-why?” he demanded, tears nearly flooding over his eyelashes.

                He was surprised to get an answer not from JongHyun, but from MinHo. It was a nuclear explosion of flaming charisma smashing down onto Key all in one blow.

                “Why?! You just raped my fucking boyfriend!” he screamed. He let out another stream of angry words; some curses flew out and many insults were launched. Key could do nothing but stand there and take everything MinHo dished out at him. He could now recall the countless times TaeMin had begged him to stop. All those times he’d bitten his tongue and lips (something Key had just passed off as kinky), his weak shoves as he tried to end the whole thing...

                You’re a filthy slut, Key...

                With his vague awareness of what was around him, Key was able to hear Onew come in and try to calm down MinHo. He was also aware of JongHyun putting in his fruitless attempts to shush his dongsaeng up. Taking advantage of the moment, Key slipped out of the bathroom, not bothering to turn the shower off. He dressed in the rumpled clothes he had discarded before and ran out of the place. He didn’t stop running until the traffic dulled to a couple hums in the distance. He sat on a bench and cried until his body gave up and he fell asleep on the rotting wood with nothing but the damp night air to tuck him in.

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Just something I'm writing as I try to over come my writer's block and procrastinate on homework... It'll be three parts.