Heaven in Hell (pt. 2)
(This story is a sequel to Heaven in Hell , please read it first)
Rolling over in the hotel bed, the sheets travel with you, stuck to your skin with a thin layer of dried cum. Minkye breathes softly next to you, still curled up and asleep, shiny with dried sweat and other fluids. A quiet groan escapes your mouth as you sit up on the edge of the bed, rubbing your temples. You remember meeting a cute boy, getting pizza, then having a lot of sex together. Your own rear feels fine so it seems you topped. Standing up, you pull yourself free from the sheets and make your to the bathroom, grabbing a towel and hanging it next to the shower as you turn the water on, letting it heat up. Once you can see the steam filling the room, you step under the water, letting it wash over you and rinse all the filth off your skin. The shower curtain shifts and Minkye gets in behind you, wrapping his arms around you and joining you under the water. Reaching for a bottle of soap, he squeezes it onto your shoulders, lathering it all across your body.
"I hope you slept well" Minkye whispers in your ear, his hands soaping you up and pushing you from under the water into the corner. Squirting more soap into his hands, he cups your ass and slips a finger between them then into your hole with ease. Your mind flashes back to the day before inside the changing room, and sure enough, Minkye reaches in front of you to wrap a hand around your quickly hardening cock. Stroking you slowly, Minkye works his finger in and out, digging deeper every time. Your ass feels like it's on fire as it gets penetrated for the first time, but with Minkye's hand squeezing your dick, your brain can't seem to make sense of anything. Working a second finger into you, he strokes you faster as you groan involuntarily. It doesn't take long until you feel yourself tighten around his fingers, leaning against the wall as you blast the tile with your own coat of paint. Minkye wiggles his fingers out of you and pats you on the bottom, grinning and pulling you into a kiss under the shower head.
Thirty minutes of very thorough washing and making out later, you step out from the shower stall and grab the towel hanging nearby, ruffling it over your hair and wiping the rest of your body. Minkye shuts off the water soon after, following suit, his pink hair hanging messily after drying off.
"So your wedding is tomorrow, right?" he asks, wrapping the towel around his waist.
"I mean, I'm not the one getting married, but yeah. There's a rehearsal dinner tonight but I don't think that should take too long" you reply, shaking your head dry.
"It wouldn't happen to be at Casa Quintal, would it?"
"Yeah, why?..."
"Well, we have a happy coincidence, I'll see you there too" Minkye giggles, walking back to the bed and pulling his shirt back over his head. The gears in your head pause for a second as you try to make sense of what that means.
"Wait, do you work there or something?"
"Oh no, I also have a rehearsal dinner to go to" Minkye's smile widens, showing an invitation identical to yours.
"Are you telling me we might be related?" You try to swallow the lump forming in your throat, sitting on the bed.
"Maybe... we could be secret cousins... blood relatives we never knew about..." Minkye pushes you on your back, groping you and kissing your neck.
"Th-that's wrong, we can't..." you mumble, gasping as his lips touch your skin. Could you have really just fucked your relative?... You feel dirty at the thought but something carnal inside you awakens, fed by the taboo.
Sliding up your body, Minkye sits over your chest, opening his towel and letting his cock rest on your lips. You know you shouldn't, but the warmth and smell of it intoxicate you beyond reason. Your mouth stays shut, but every new breath through your nose weakens your resolve and soon enough your mouth falls open, tongue running along the underside of his growing cock.
"There, isn't that better?" Minkye smiles, letting the tip fall past your lips, pushing himself deeper as you give in. His fingers play with your hair as you close your eyes, sucking softly. You feel him working his warm cock in and out of your mouth, sliding deeper with every other thrust. Your hands run mindlessly up his body, letting him fuck your mouth, no longer concerned with any possible relation. All that matters is how good he feels, how good you can make him feel. Minkye gives a soft sigh and his cock twitches, dropping a puddle of seed onto your tongue, and then another, and another. Keeping your lips tight, you swallow and try to bring out more, your tongue massaging the head. You're rewarded with a few more drops of salty heaven and quickly swallow it as well, letting his cock escape your lips as you collapse back on the bed.
Minkye falls over next to you, giving you a quick smooch and pulling you close. As you come down from your temporary high, your heart begins racing as the thought of having sucked off your relative once again invades your mind.
"Wait, Minkye..." you stammer, pushing him away slightly.
"Oh, are you still thinking about us being related? I was just teasing you before, we're on opposite sides, completely unrelated. Besides, it's not like we can get pregnant" Minkye laughs, giving your ass a squeeze. "But I'm gonna certainly try..."
"You knew the whole time?! Why didn't you tell me? I was freaking out!" you protest, hitting him lightly.
"Oh yeah, you looked really panicked swallowing my load" he chuckles, catching your hand. "Besides, it was hot seeing you like that. You're a real degenerate, willing to fuck your family"
You can't think of anything to say, turning beet red and burying your face in his chest.
You spend the rest of the day hanging around the hotel, drinking at the bar and finally soaking in the hot tub you planned on visiting the other night until Minkye remembers he has to change for the rehearsal dinner.
"My tux is already in your room so we're good for the actual wedding, but I need to run back to my hotel and grab clothes for tonight" giving you a kiss, he sneaks your room key from your pocket and runs off. "I'll be back in a bit!"
With a sigh, you head back to the bar, looking to kill time with booze. Halfway through a cocktail, someone pulls out the chair next to you, but looking over you see it's not Minkye. A slim boy with green hair tied in a single braid takes a seat and looks over the menu.
"So, was that your boyfriend?" he asks, startling you.
"Uh, no. He's just a friend. Who's a boy" you stammer, trying to sip your drink. "Why do you ask?"
"You're both pretty cute, maybe we could all get together sometime"
"Ah... I don't know about him, but I'm only here for a few days"
"Even more reason to do it! Here, take my number and think about it" scribbling on a napkin, he passes it to you, briefly putting his hand over yours before walking off. Looking at the napkin, you see a number and the name "Hal". Finishing your drink, Minkye runs up to you carrying a bag and hands you your hotel key back.
"Alright... I'm all set..." he pants, dropping his bag in front of you. You pick it up for him, letting him catch his breath before taking him back to your room to change.
Back in the hotel room, you lay out your outfit on the bed, pulling your shirt off and tossing it aside. Minkye sprawls across the bed, reaching over to grope your crotch as you get undressed, smirking as you grow in his hand.
"I'd love to, but we don't have time right now" you squirm as Minkye's finger traces along your boxers, letting him play with you. "Besides I have something to tell you, we got hit on while you were grabbing your clothes"
Minkye slithers closer, his hand still cupping you. "Oh? We? And are they cute?"
"Yeah, some guy named Hal came up to me at the bar and basically wanted a threesome. He's pretty cute, I guess. Green hair, slim, tight clothes"
"Hmmm..." Minkye ponders, pulling you out of your boxers and stroking you slowly. "Well, if you see him again, point him out to me! I'm not against a little experimentation"
"S-sure, but can I please get dressed now?" turning over on his back, Minkye's head hangs off the bed as he pulls you into his mouth. Wrapping his arms around your waist, he brings you as deep as he can, swallowing around the head of your cock. You watch as Minkye's tights show an outline of his own erection, a particularly firm squeeze of his throat around your cock causing you to fall over, propping yourself up above his waist.
"Mink... please..." you gasp, nuzzling his crotch, kissing along his length slowly. Letting his arms go, Minkye lets you slip out from his lips, giving you a kiss on the tip.
"Alright, fine. Good luck trying to contain that during dinner though" he gives you a wink as you stand back up, tucking yourself into your boxers once more.
Standing in front of the mirror, you do some last minute adjustments, combing your hair and checking your teeth.
"Come on, you ready?" Minkye tugs at your arm, pulling you out the door. Making your way down to the lobby, you bring up Uber on your phone, pulling the door open for your friend once it arrives. The venue comes into view and your driver stops in front of the driveway, Minkye thanking him in Portuguese. Walking up to the front door, you see a familiar green haired boy stepping out of a car nearby. He catches sight of you and grins, immediately walking up to you.
"My, my, I didn't think we'd be seeing each other again so soon" Hal takes your hand and shakes it firmly before pulling you in for a hug. 'Is all of Brazil invited to this wedding?', you think to yourself as he squeezes you.
"Ah, yeah, this is a bit of a surprise" you break free from his grip, gesturing to your side. "Minkye, this is Hal. The guy from the bar I mentioned earlier. Hal, Minkye. My boy friend. My friend who is a boy"
"It's nice to meet you, Hal. I was told that you were interested in a... group date?" Minkye smiles, eyeing up the new meat in front of him.
"Perhaps, we'll see what happens. Unfortunately, I have to run inside and set up place cards. I actually need you to come with me, we have the same job" Hal takes you by the hand, pulling you to the door.
"Uh, sure. Minkye, I'll see you in a bit I guess?" you call out as you're dragged inside.
"Alright, where are the cards we need to grab?" you ask, looking around the venue.
"Oh, just right over here, in this closet store room" Hal opens a door, and brings you inside, shutting it behind you. It's not completely dark inside but difficult enough to see with only one dim bulb flickering. Without any warning, Hal suddenly pins you against the wall and kisses you, his thigh rubbing against your crotch. You're still suffering from Minkye's teasing in the hotel room so Hal's touch brings you to full mast fairly quickly, leaving you panting after he breaks the kiss. Dropping to your knees, you try to catch your breath, but a finger pulls your chin up.
"I've had my eye on you since yesterday, shame I didn't get to you first. Better late than never, I suppose" Hal pulls your face into his crotch, letting you feel how hard he already is. As your cheek rubs against the fabric of his pants, not only do you feel how hard he is, but how large. The length is comparable to your own but the girth feels massive, even with the barrier of clothing. Reaching up slowly, your trembling fingers find his zipper, pulling it down and fishing out your prize.
Hal's cock flops out onto your cheek with a heavy thud as you pull it out of his boxers, startling you. Rocking his hips slowly, Hal slides it across your lips, shushing you.
"We don't want to get caught, maybe you should occupy that mouth with something so you won't yelp anymore" he smirks, a hand holding your head in place. Rubbing your own restrained cock through your clothes, you obey and kiss up the underside of Hal's marvel, wrapping your lips over the head. Your eyes narrow as your mouth widens, he manages to fit but just barely. You've only had one other cock to compare against besides your own, but this is an actual mouthful. Hal forces your head forward and you gag as the tip bumps against the back of your throat. You can't imagine he'll get any further but that's not going to stop him from trying. Holding your head with both hands, Hal jams his cock into your mouth roughly as tears stream down your cheeks. Every thrust brings a new sound from your throat, your own cock throbbing, begging for release.
"Wow, Minkye was right, you're quite the submissive slut. Just have to push the right buttons..." Hal's cock flattens your tongue as it bullies your throat, dripping salty precum. You feel like he just said something important but you're too busy getting your mouth stretched out to pay attention. Your own erection starts dripping inside your boxers, but all you can do is squirm and rub yourself uselessly.
Keeping you still, Hal holds the tip of his cock in your mouth, a flood of cum pouring down your throat as he moans. You can taste every drop of his salty seed as it falls onto your tongue and you swallow it quietly.
"Good boy..." he sighs, pulling out slowly, letting some cum fall onto your cheek and lips. Licking your lips clean, you stay on your knees, trying to get yourself off through your clothes.
"Aw, poor baby... here, let me help" Hal strokes himself back to full mast, pulling you up and bending you over a table. Tugging your pants down, he strokes you gently and reaches for a small bottle of oil on the shelf. All you can think about is getting off and the feel of his hand on your cock, you barely notice him pouring the oil down your ass, rubbing it into you with two fingers. You hear more wet stroking sounds and the weight of his cock lands on your lower back as he leans over you, reaching around to grip you at the base.
"Minkye said you're a virgin, sorry to take it like this" Hal whispers, lining himself up and pushing against your hole firmly. You gasp and clutch at the table, tensing up as you feel the wide head of his cock prodding.
Hal's insistent pressure eventually bears fruit and he slips through, your hole stretching painfully wide to adjust. Your head falls to the table as you let out a groan, Hal's cock breaking you in. Your ring closes around the head of his dick, and his hands pull your hips closer, sliding himself deeper. A low moan escapes you as Hal buries himself completely inside, the pressure forcing you to shoot your load under the table. Hal ignores the tensing around his girth, hammering you harder and coaxing out a steady stream of white from you. Orgasm after orgasm wracks your body as you get fucked senseless, drooling onto the table and the floor. With a grunt, Hal bottoms out and fills you up with his own pale gift. Holding himself inside, you can feel his cock jump and twitch as he cums, flooding your hole. Pulling out slowly, you feel him stretch you to your limit once more, exiting with a pop and a river of cum.
"Whew, that was great. Seems you enjoyed yourself too" Hal wipes his forehead, peeking under the table to look at the puddle of white you made, giving your cock a quick stroke to bring out any last drops. Tucking everything back into place, Hal pats your bottom and sneaks out of the store room, leaving you to recover on the table. It takes you a minute to catch your breath and pull yourself back together, trying to keep Hal's cum from falling on anything important
Cleaning yourself up as best you can, you head back to the venue lobby, finding the rehearsal dinner room and wandering to your seat. As everyone else shuffles in, you see Minkye and Hal sitting next to each other across the room from you. They keep giggling and looking over at you, talking to each other behind pamphlets. Hal's words burn in your mind, and you realize that they must have been trying to land you in bed with them from the start. You try to ignore them, focusing on the bride and groom's speeches, raising a toast, then watching the waiters bring out food to everyone. Once all the ceremony is over, Minkye and Hal walk over to you as you eat.
"So, what, have you two just been planning this since I landed?" you ask irritably between bites.
"Oh, don't pout. I know you've been having the time of your life with Minkye, I just wanted you a bit to myself too" Hal smiles, taking the seat to your right.
"We like sharing, but having some one on one time is nice too, don't you think?" Minkye sits on your left, rubbing your thigh.
"You know you could have just asked me from the start, I might have said yes" you mutter.
"With how wound up you were? Not likely. I'm lucky I got your pants off at all" Minkye pulls your arm and gives you a kiss on the cheek. You want to sulk, but you can't find the energy, and the two boys hanging off your jacket make it difficult.
"Come on, let's go dance" Minkye takes you by the hand and leads you to the dance floor. Wrapping his arms around your neck, you place yours on his hips and slow dance in the corner of the tile. You're sure some people are staring, but you don't care anymore, you just want to spend time with your boy friend.
"I'm sorry I tricked you, we just weren't sure you'd go along with it" Minkye murmurs, swaying to the music with you.
"It's okay, I'm just a little annoyed. I still like you, you know" you sigh, and his face lights up.
"Hey, do you want to get out of here?"
"I thought you wanted to share me with Hal" you reply, pulling him closer.
"He can catch up later, I want you to myself for a bit"
You nod and Minkye pulls you by the sleeve out the front door, ordering a cab back to the hotel and texting his friend.
The ride back is quiet, but you sit close together, Minkye's fingers intertwined with yours as lights flash outside the car window. Once the car stops he practically drags you to the elevator, pulling you into an intense kiss as soon as the doors close. His tongue wrestles against yours, his hands gripping your shirt. The elevator doors open and he breaks the kiss, panting and running to your room. Opening the door for him, he brings you inside and immediately starts undressing you and pulling his own clothes off. Pushing you onto the bed, he tugs your pants off, bring out a bottle of lube and squirting it into his hand, using it to rub two fingers against your hole, working them in slowly. You still haven't recovered from Hal's stretching but it's still a tight fit, Minkye's fingers sliding deeper as you moan. Satisfied, he slips them out and strokes himself, lubing his own cock before driving into you. The sudden intrusion makes you tense up, but he's already inside. Gasping and clutching at Minkye, your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him in further.
Leaning down, Minkye kisses you deeply as he plows you, your cock slapping against your stomach as you get railed. His hands slide up your arms, pinning them, fingers slipping between yours as your hands meet. With his cock inside you, his tongue in your mouth, and being pinned to the bed, the overwhelming feeling of being dominated makes you paint Minkye's stomach with your cum, as well as your own. Your eyes roll back in your head slightly with every thrust, and your head goes numb, losing sense of time. Minkye's hips meet your own for what feels like forever, and you feel something shift next to your head. Your eyes still haven't focused due to Mink's constant pounding, and you feel a familiar weight land on your cheek. Reflexively opening your mouth, you taste Hal's cock on your tongue as he slides it past your lips. Your senses are all overwhelmed as you're taken from both ends, both Hal and Minkye using you until they pull you up to your hands and knees, Hal lying under you as Minkye kneels behind you, still stretching you out.
Hal's cock stands straight up as you bob your head, trying to fit as much as you can into your mouth. Drool falls down his shaft as you choke on it, Minkye's thrusts rocking your whole body. Hal runs his fingers through your hair, pushing you gently as you suck on him, Minkye's hands gripping your waist as he buries himself inside you. Being filled from both ends rewires something in your brain, and you cum once more onto the bed, your cock remaining untouched. The next few hours consist of endless amounts of cock stretching you until you cum on yourself, both boys licking it off you, then repeating. You end up on your knees, Hal and Minkye both standing over you, stroking themselves and holding your head still, face slightly upturned.
"Say aaaaa..." Minkye giggles, hooking a thumb in your mouth.
"Aaaaaaa...." you repeat, dazed, your head spinning. The next thing you feel is splash after splash of warm liquid landing on your face, your chest, your tongue. The head of a cock pushes past your lips and you suck it clean, another replacing it once the first pulls away. Licking as much as you can off yourself, you slump further, your head hanging as you feel yourself on the verge of passing out.
Hal and Minkye pick you up and carry you to the bed, tucking you in and climbing in on either side of you, holding you tight as you drift off to sleep. Your dreams are strange and random, a playback of every past relationship, but whenever they turn around you see Minkye's face. Your body feels sluggish, and you don't have control of anything. Jolting awake, you notice only Minkye is still in bed with you, sunlight peeking through the blinds. Stretching out like a cat, Minkye rolls over onto you and kisses your chest.
"Mmmm... 'morn..." he mumbles as you stroke his hair.
"Morning, Mink" you whisper, pulling the sheets tighter. "Where'd your friend go?"
"...Meet us later... at wedding... you're my date" Minkye yawns, his arm falling over the side of the bed. You're not sure if the dream meant anything but it quickly fades from memory, the only thing that matters is your friend who's a boy hanging on to you...
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