SeHo | Ride

Daydream

Sehun opened his eyes, awakened by the sunlight coming from the living room window. A wave of the sun's rays blinded him and he rose up from the couch. He looked around, party cups and empty beer bottles were scattered on the kitchen table, Halloween decorated streamers were still hanging from the ceiling.

He looked back at the couch that Junmyeon and the girl were laying on. It was empty. There was no one else around him. Perhaps what he saw was a dream. Sehun was utterly confused.

A toilet flushed in the background, and Junmyeon walked out from the hallway with plaid green boxer shorts and a grey tank top with a red horse brand embroidered on the left side of his chest. Junmyeon smirked, "Morning."

"Morning," Sehun replied sheepishly, still trying to wake up, and slowly that familiar headache began to grow.

"Did you have fun?" Junmyeon asked, walking into the kitchen to make himself a coffee.

Sehun tried to remember what happened last night, but everything seemed fuzzy. Everything felt like a dream, or maybe he was so drunk to the point he blacked out. Did Junmyeon ask to join them in a threesome? What happened to the girl that was next to him? Sehun wasn't sure if he should bring that comment up, instead, he replied, "I don't remember a thing." Which is halfway true. He didn't remember anything else but the girl that was giving him head as he watched Batman Junmyeon fondle Harley Quinn on the couch. He didn't care enough to remember their names.

Junmyeon looked over his shoulder, eyebrows arched, "You don't remember?" Then he laughed as he pushed a button on the coffee maker with his white mug under the chute.

"You passed out in the middle of getting your dick sucked," Junmyeon explained, trying to hold back a laugh. "You were so drunk, you fell asleep right in the middle of it. Irene and I couldn't stop laughing. It was too funny. You should have seen the look on Joy's face. She was disappointed and left as soon as she saw you were fast asleep. Was she that good, Sehun?"

Sehun looked down, now realizing his pants were still unbuttoned and zipped, but his member was soft and tucked back in his underwear. He knew that part wasn't just a daydream. He blushed, "Poor girl, I really didn't mean to do that."

"Coffee?" Junmyeon offered him a cup of hot black coffee. Sehun didn't like his coffee black, but he accepted it anyway and took a sip. Sehun couldn't stop thinking about the image of Junmyeon. How he touched the girl, and the moans that were escaping her lips. The way she tugged his hair when he was kissing her. His pink, plush lips leaving trails of wet marks down her neck and body. He was curious to know what it felt like to be her. He is sure he likes girls, but he couldn't deny the fact Junmyeon looked very attractive last night in his costume.

'Join us,' Junmyeon's voice lingered in his head. His mixed feeling of curiosity and arousal coursed through him. He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or just the bi-curiosity that made him think in this way. But Junmyeon isn't gay, not even bisexual. That would never be something that can happen.

Sehun took another sip, "Hey, Junmyeon," he said, "Was there... anything else that happened?"

"What do you mean?" Junmyeon stared at him, sipping his coffee as he sat at the messy table.

"Like, anything in particular that..." Sehun tried to choose his words carefully, "you two did while I was occupied?"

Junmyeon laughed, "Why do you want to know? When you were passed out, everyone else pretty much left. So, we decided to finish what we started in my bedroom. You seemed to be in a deep sleep, so we didn't want to wake you, you know. Irene is pretty loud at times." Junmyeon smiled against his cup.

So it didn't happen, Sehun thought. He wasn't sure if he should feel relieved that there wasn't any gay activity that happened, or disappointed he didn't get to join them.

"There's no need to brag," Sehun teased, "I'm sure you're not that good."

"What do you mean?"

Sehun sighed, "Nevermind, Junmyeon. Nevermind."