Saeran and Yoosung had always been very sexually active.
Yoosung would always ask his mom to go to Saeran's house to do "homework" so she let him, while there was no actual working on homework. Saeyoung had an after school job so it was easy for the other Choi twin to do his job with his yellow haired boy.
Everyday, they would do "it" no matter when or where. (F is for "frens" who do STUFF together U is for you and me N is for ANYWHERE AND ANYTIME AT ALL...) They go to school, they have sex in the bathroom or in a closet. They go to an ice cream parlour, they even touched eachother in the back of a bus. They also had done it in Saeran's car. At home, well Saeran's house since Seven is at his job and doesn't live with their parents, they do it mostly on the couch or bed, sometimes against the wall or a desk/counter. If they are apart, they still make it work. They either have phone sex or skype.
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"Ahn~! S-sae!" Yoosung yelped as he was bent over the counter, Saeran's hips slamming on his bum continuously. Saeran grunted and went faster, hovering over Yoosung.
It was Thanksgiving break. Saeyoung and MC were gone somewhere going to a Hotel so they had all Holiday to spend together. Yoosung's mom's also surprisingly gone, she doesn't know he's staying with his Boyfriend all week.
Anyways, Yoosung and Saeran finished and Yoosung layed on the counter.
"Wanna do it again?" Saeran asks, sitting next to Yoosung.
"I dunno, I'm pretty tired."
"Pleeaasse?"
Yoosung sighs, "finnee."
"Yay!" (Here comes the crack) Saeran stood up and picked up Yoosung to the living room couch and slammed him down. He sat down and placed Yoosung on his lap, legs on either side of him. He picked him up slightly, hovering over his nana and lined it up with Yoo's Krabby buns and thrusted his patty upwards, hard. Yoosung yelped at the sudden movement of Sae's hips.
"Let me do it." Yoosung said, removing Sae's arms around his waist. He moved himself up and pushed back down, riding Saeran's wiener on his own. "God, you look so crunchy, Yoosung." Saeran said, looking him strai- gay in the eyes. Yoosung's movements went a little faster but Saeran just picked up Yoosung and stuffed him into the couch, lifting up one of his calfs and going inside by himself.
Saeran and Yoosung began to feel the familiar warmness growing in their food digesters and Saeran leaned foward, gnawing on Yoosung's esophagus sloppily.
"Ugh, Yoosung I'm going to..."
"Rawr! Me too!" Yoosung's claws dug into Sae's spinal cord as he tilted his cranium backwards, eyes rolling out of his skull, screaming. Saeran sighed and groans as he fills Yoosung's cone with his vanilla ice cream.
After they were calmed down from their meal, Saeyoung bursted in the house out of no where.
"Hey guys! I forgot my-... you know what? I think I have some (some what?) in my mum's cahh, bye!" He ran back out the door, his face redder than his hair.
"Mother trucker dude..." Sae said after he looked down at his empty plate of krabby patties.
~end lol (yes it was ment to not make sense)
