ChanMin Shorts||ChanxSeungmin

~over the edge~[5]

~Chapter 5~

"H-Hyung," he muffledly cried into the sheets as he abruptly poked his tip in his hole. His back arched as Chan roughly advanced into him, his grip incensing. Seungmin fearfully shook, knowing that Chan was in charge now. Afraid of how ruthless he could only imagine he would be.

"Fuck," Chan groaned as he reached the end of his length, menacingly laughing as he hovered his body over his ass, giving Seungmin the idea of how deep he could actually access his ass. And Seungmin was already feeling dizzy as Chan pulled his body back halfway before shoving his hips back into his ass. Seungmin sobs loud, even if muffled through the sheets. Chan leaned over and grabbed his arm, pulling it over his back and holding it down just above his ass as he started his thrusts. He lifted his hips slightly, which gave him better access. He moved slowly. Keeping a slow starting pace, gently pulling back and returning.

Seungmin was already so needy for more, wanting him to move faster. Missing the deepness he had just opposed on him. "H-Hyung," he softly called, turning and laying his head against the bed.

"Hm," Chan said as he continued his pace.

"Can you move faster??"

"What??" he asked again, moving closer to him to better hear what he was asking.

"F-Faster," Seungmin nervously said, picking his head so he could be heard clearly.

"Oh, are you sure??"

"P-Please," Seungmin begged, gripping his hand tighter on the sheets. Chan hummed as a response as he pulled back to his spot. He was being considerate, considering he had just ridden him. But he didn't want him to be considerate; he wanted him rough. He smiled as he reached his hand over his ass, harshly grabbing at the skin, his other hand still gripping his wrist. Still shallowly thrusting his cock into him, not allowing Seungmin to expect anything. 

Until his impatient whines started to annoy him, and he violently bottomed out in his ass. And sounds that Seungmin was making halting as he deeply gasped at the impact. Chan aggressively smacked his ass before pulling back and quickly returning. Seungmin strained his throat at every brutal connection of his hips.

"Make some noise for me," Chan breathily demanded as he continued snapping his hips.

"It feels uh fuck so good,' Seungmin loudly cried, trying his hardest to rest his body on his arm.

"How good,"

"So fucking good," he loudly sobbed as his face dripped with tears. And he was honestly being so truthful, never feeling this good before as Chan fucked him. His cock hitting the deepest part of his ass, bruising his prostate. So deep he could feel the little black silicone ring imprint against his hole with every thrust.

And his endurance showed no signs of draining out as he continuously pounded his ass into the mattress. Seungmin's' painfully muffled pleas for him to stop were disregarded by Chan. Knowing he didn't actually mean it and not giving a fuck if he did. Completely oblivious to his dick re-hardening until the throbbing pain got unbearable, his tip pressing against the bed. Sliding jaggedly against the fabric with every thrust. Seungmin pulled his arm away from Chan, resting it exhaustively on the bed before bringing it underneath him.

Chan slowed his pace, letting them both momentarily catch their breaths. Pushing his pelvis as far into his ass as he could. Pulling up his other leg onto the bed. He placed one hand pressuring down his back while the other slid tenderly against the side of his thigh. He returned to his thrust. So minuscule as he repeatedly pushed his tip against his prostate maliciously. Making sure to hit perfectly every time.

"H-Hyung pl-please," Seungmin hoarsely cried out in pain at the pressure.

"I'm sorry," Chan said, realizing he might've gotten a little carried away. He reached his hand under his stomach, overlapping his hand on his dick. "You're gonna come for me again??" Chan softly asked.

"Y-Yes," Seungmin whimpered as his hand gently caressed his length. Sliding his big hand against his length. His body flinched when he squeezed his tip, holding his sensitive head between his thick fingers. "H-Hyung," he desperately called out again, the pressure eating him alive. Chan giggled as he pulled his hand back to his waist. Squeezing his skin in its place before leaning back down and kissing his ass. Not stopping himself from leaving a mark behind. Surprisingly, the sting felt good to Seungmin, who embarrassedly moaned in lust. Chan smiled as he rubbed over the mark, pulling his hips from his ass. And slowly returning. Quickly picking up his pace, not giving him any excuse to complain.

He slid his hand up his back in search of his neck. Lifting his head as he wrapped his large hand around his neck. Pulling his body up as he continued to push his cock deeply into him. And if it hadn't been for Chan holding him up, he would've collapsed into bed. He was basically limp in his arms. Hands not even possess enough strength to grip the sheets or enough strength to make any noise. Officially destroyed. Chan let go of his neck, and to no surprise, he completely collapsed into the bed.

"N-No d-don't s-stop," Seungmin quickly stuttered out, feeling Chan pull out of him. He wasn't ready to feel empty yet.

"Are you sure??"

"Please don't fucking stop," Seungmin begged. Chan was hesitant, but he continued. Gently pulling both of his legs off the bed. Letting them dangle off the side. Something about seeing Seungmin this weak and still begging for more. Like a perfect little slut.

One hand held the top of his ass while he stroked his cock back in his tightened hole. His girth stretched him as far as possible as he continuously pushed forward. "Fuck" he groaned as he reached his base. Pulling his hand to the other side of his ass. He looked up at the small gasp Seungmin let out as he brushed his hand over the large, reddened bite on his right cheek. Before firmly holding down on both sides. Rocking his ass over his length. Progressing rougher as he continues.

His warm hole sliding on and off his length. Having complete control as he aggressively forced his ass to his hips. Making sure he took every inch with every pull. Seungmin laid perfectly in front of him, letting him use him as he pleased. Moaning to the sound of him smacking beautifully on him, his hole squelching as his cock invaded the walls of his ass, driving his hands as he masterfully continued.

He furrowed his eyebrows at the incoherent babbles from Seungmin. Confused as his body desperately shifted in front of him. He groaned as his hips suddenly shuddered, his hands violently gripping down on the skin of his ass. Seungmin trembling in his hands, his soft cries muffled through the sheets. "D-Did you just-" he choked as he fucked him through his release. "Fuckk Seungmin," he loudly moaned, throwing his head back, as his ass clenched around his cock with every pump of his cum. Seungmin's body jolted forward as Chan roughly shoved his hips to his ass, equally shaking at his abrupt tightness.~~