Suho and Sehun share a hotel room, and Suho has a hard time sleeping.
He finds a way to help himself fall asleep but also trying not to wake his roommate.
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It is the middle of the night, and Suho sits up on the far end of the bed, staring through the hotel window, counting the stars in his head. Sehun is wrapped in blankets, sleeping soundlessly on the bed, taking up all of the space. As generous as Suho is, it irritates him that sometimes sharing a bed with the maknae can be a pain. Sometimes he cannot sleep because of his snoring, or how sometimes he would kick him in the balls. Sehun is a wild sleeper, but that won't let Suho disturb Sehun's slumber for justification.
But this evening, it is different. He has been watching a lot of romantic dramas from his phone, suddenly getting aroused by some of the heated scenes in the films. Thoughts would wander, imagining if he was the director and how he would roleplay in that scene. If it became a porno without jeopardizing his reputation, how good it would feel to be inside of his favorite actress?
He swallows hard as he stares into space. The moonlight shimmers over his pale skin, and he suddenly walks up to the window to close the curtain. But something bothers him. He stares down and realizes his hard member grinds mercilessly against his tight boxers. He bites his lips as he feels the tension in his groin. He looks back to check on Sehun, who is still sleeping peacefully. Light snores are heard in the background as Suho softly brushes against his clothed dick. He misses sex, but with the busy pop star life, he doesn't think he will ever have a chance to date or hook up with anyone.
Suho fights back an urge and tries to think of something else besides how hard he is. He closes the window curtain, the room darkens, and he returns to the side of his bed with Sehun. He takes some of the blankets off of Sehun, and covers the bottom half of his body. He rests his head on his hands and stares.
"If Only I can just sleep," he murmurs. Feeling guilty, he grabs his phone from the nightstand and searches in his history. He picks up the porn tab where he left off and starts to play his favorite porn video. Surprisingly, a gay video.
He softly moans as he watches two men have their way with each other. One being dominant, yet smaller than the other, grabbing the paler male by the hair, and saying naughty things. Male dominance was Suho's ultimate kink, no matter what gender. Just the way the pornstar said things while he grinds against the bottom boy stirred his cock up again. Suho wanted to do that to someone so badly. If only he could have his way with a girl, or perhaps anyone. He's so horny that he isn't thinking straight. Suddenly, he forgot that Sehun was next to him, and he turned to look at him.
"I wonder..." Suho thought. He stared at the pretty boy's lips and how they are slightly parted as he snored. Such pretty lips, he thought. I bet they would feel so good wrapped around my-
Sehun slightly fidgets, which startles him, and he quickly turned to the other side, back facing him. His heart pounded, and his breathing quickened.
Suho had a crush on him for a few months now, watching Sehun's photoshoots and dance practices always aroused him. He watched as the maknae grew older, a spoiled brat, but also irresistible and couldn't say no to. He watched him grow taller, and sexier, puberty hit him like a speeding train. He would often fantasize about Sehun, and how it would feel to have his big cock inside of him. He would let himself turn bisexual and submissive. Just for Sehun. Only Sehun. He suddenly pouts. "I can only dream..."
