#btob x male reader

[poweringthroughthis]

save a horse (ride a cowboy) | lee minhyuk

nsfw, mdni

pair: huta x male reader

desc: (name) gives his boyfriend a wake-up call that will leave him desiring it every morning that follows.

warnings: praise kink, orgasm denial, anal s*x

Minhyuk wakes up to the feeling of someone's eyes on him. He keeps his own eyes shut, wanting to find out who's staring at him so shamelessly, and when he does, he finds the culprit is his boyfriend of almost a year, sitting with his legs folded by the side of Minhyuk's bed, looking right at his face. Minhyuk blinks a few times, still half-asleep. "Babe, what are you doing?" he mumbles, voice thick with sleep.

His boyfriend doesn't answer. He doesn't even react, really, except for a faint, secret smile curving his lips. He looks at Minhyuk, but also somehow through him, as though he's seeing something that Minhyuk isn't privy to. It's a little eerie, to be honest, but at the same time it sends a pleasant, tingling warmth into Minhyuk's belly, as it always does whenever he catches his boyfriend staring at him like this, with a kind of want and fascination, like Minhyuk is something to be adored, worshipped, savoured. Like Minhyuk is a work of art, and his boyfriend is a collector. That's how his boyfriend is, and that's what's so wonderful about him, Minhyuk thinks. He's young, yes, almost ten years Minhyuk's junior. He's kind and adorable, and all those other things. But there's a depth to him, an intensity and maturity that Minhyuk's never seen before in a man so young.

"Babe," he says, smiling now, stretching a little. "Come here, stop staring at me like that." (name) crawls over to him on the bed, and straddles his hips, knees resting on the mattress, one hand braced beside Minhyuk's shoulder, the other holding the blanket that's draped over him. He doesn't say anything. Just stares at Minhyuk with that look in his eyes, and god, it's hot, the way his gaze rakes over Minhyuk's face, his eyes, his nose, his lips. (name) doesn't hesitate to let his gaze wander downwards, admiring Minhyuk's bare chest, the broad, well-defined muscles that he loves to bury his face in when they cuddle, the firm, hard skin.

Minhyuk feels his dick twitch in interest, and he knows his boyfriend can feel it too, from the way his hips are pressed against Minhyuk's. But Minhyuk wants more than just that. He wants to hear his boyfriend's voice, and have him tell him exactly what he's thinking, what's got him so hot and bothered so early in the morning. "Hey, what's gotten into you?" he murmurs, reaching a hand up to stroke the back of his boyfriend's head. "Come on, say something." "I want you to fuck me," his boyfriend says, blunt and straightforward. And that goes straight to Minhyuk's cock. He can feel himself getting hard, the front of his boxers already tenting, and his boyfriend must have felt it, because he presses down a little, grinding himself onto Minhyuk's erection.

"Oh god," Minhyuk gasps, arching up. "Hyung," his boyfriend moans, rocking his hips, pressing down again. "Fuck me. Please. I've been thinking about it all night." "Shit," Minhyuk curses. It's a Saturday morning. He has nothing scheduled for the day, no need to get out of bed until later. But his boyfriend, he doesn't have classes until the afternoon. "Don't you have class today?" "I do," his boyfriend answers. He leans forward, lips hovering close to Minhyuk's. "But that's not going to stop me from taking you." "Holy fuck," Minhyuk whispers. "Where's all this coming from? Why are you being so aggressive all of a sudden?" His boyfriend shrugs. "I dunno. I just want you, I guess." Minhyuk groans, as his boyfriend's hips grind down on him again, slow, hard. "I want you too, babe. Always."

"I want to ride you, hyung," his boyfriend whispers, right against his mouth. "Want to ride your cock. Please." Minhyuk gasps again, hands gripping his boyfriend's hips, fingers digging into the skin. "Can I?" his boyfriend asks, looking right at him, a smile on his face. And oh, fuck. Minhyuk can't resist his boyfriend when he smiles like that, they both know it. "Yeah," Minhyuk agrees, a little too eager and breathless. "You can." (name) grins, and climbs off him, Minhyuk immediately missing his boyfriend's warmth. "Wait," he exclaims. "Don't you need to… y'know… prepare?" (name) shrugs. "Already did it while you were asleep," he says casually. And Minhyuk nearly chokes. "W-while I was sleeping? Holy shit." (name) laughs. Minhyuk then reaches up and grabs the back of his boyfriend's head to pull him down into a kiss.

(name) makes a surprised sound, muffled against Minhyuk's lips, but Minhyuk doesn't stop, just kisses him deeper, harder. He opens his mouth, licking along the seam of his boyfriend's lips, coaxing them apart, and then his tongue slides in, meeting (name)'s, tangling, sliding together. He breaks away from the kiss, and sits up. (name) temporarily settles beside him, and Minhyuk starts tugging down his shorts, and lays down, legs spread. (name) throws one knee over Minhyuk's spread thighs and moves, slowly, carefully, so that he's sitting right on Minhyuk's lap.

"Go on. Hop on your ride" Minhyuk teases. His boyfriend's mouth falls open. "That was such a dad joke." "Hey, don't diss the d," Minhyuk says. "That's going to be inside you in a minute." "Hyung," (name) whines, burying his face in his hands with shame. Minhyuk chuckles, and his boyfriend's cheeks are still flushed with embarrassment, but he lifts his head up, and looks at Minhyuk again, his eyes dark with lust. "Okay," Minhyuk murmurs, and his hands go to his boyfriend's hips, fingers wrapping around the jut of his hip bones. "Ride me." And oh, his boyfriend does. He rises up on his knees, and reaches a hand back, gripping the base of Minhyuk's cock. Minhyuk's fingers tighten their hold on his boyfriend's hips, and (name) positions himself over the head, ever so slowly sinking down.

"Ohhhh," his boyfriend groans. "Hyung, you're so big," his boyfriend whimpers. "It's always so hard to take you, it's so deep." "You love it," Minhyuk growls. "Yes, i do," (name) moans, as he lifts himself up again, and drops back down, taking all of Minhyuk's length inside him. "Fuck," Minhyuk swears. "Baby, do that again. Please." And he does. "Shit, baby, you're amazing. Look at you, riding me so well, like you were born to take my cock."

"Hyung," his boyfriend pants, head tilted back, mouth open. "Yes, god." Minhyuk grins. "Look at you, baby. You love it, don't you? You love being on top. Love showing hyung how well you can take him." "Yes, hyung," his boyfriend keens, riding him faster, bouncing on his cock. "Fuck, that's it," Minhyuk encourages him, squeezing his hips, bucking his hips up, thrusting into his boyfriend. "Hyung," (name) screams. "Fuck me. Fuck me harder, please. " "Yeah," Minhyuk growls, lifting his boyfriend's hips up and slamming him back down, impaling him on his cock, as (name) wails. "You like that?" Minhyuk says, doing it again. Minhyuk grunts, and slams the boy down on his cock, again and again, until he's sobbing, his voice breaking on every word.

"Please," he cries. "What do you want, baby?" Minhyuk taunts, as he continues fucking his boyfriend's ass, his movements becoming slower, more measured, deeper. "Hyung, please," (name) sobs. "touch me. I'm so close. ." Minhyuk grins. "Not yet, baby," he whispers. "You can't come until I say you can." "Hyung," (name) protests.

"You said you wanted to ride me," Minhyuk reminds him. "Ride me like you mean it. Don't stop, baby. Don't you dare fucking stop." (name)'s eyes flutter closed, his hands gripping Minhyuk's chest for stability. He rides him, bouncing on his cock, taking him in over and over, until his thighs are trembling with effort. "Good boy," Minhyuk breathes. "My baby boy's doing so well."

(name) whines, his eyes wet, his bottom lip trembling. "you can come," Minhyuk tells him. (name) blinks, and the tears finally spill, rolling down his cheeks. He sobs as his body spasms, as his hips buck, as his cock twitches, shooting ropes of cum onto his and Minhyuk's bellies. "That's it," Minhyuk purrs, fucking up into his boyfriend, feeling him clench and quiver around him. He whimpers, his body shaking with the aftershocks.

"Hyung, finish inside me," (name) pleads. "Come inside me, please." "Yeah," Minhyuk nods, and grabs (name) by the throat, thrusting into him, fast. After a a couple of times, he's coming, with his fingers digging into his boyfriend's hips, pulling him down, down, as he spills his load inside him, grunting loudly. Minhyuk lies down on the bed, pulling (name) with him so that the younger now rests over his boyfriend’s naked form. Minhyuk's hands slide down (name)’s back,down his ass, and when he reaches the swell of his buttocks, his fingers slide in, spreading his asscheeks apart, feeling his cum start to leak out of his hole.

"Hyung, don't," (name) says, pushing his hands away. "That's so gross." Minhyuk smiles, and leans up to kiss him. "I'll clean you up," he offers, and (name)'s face goes red, embarrassed. "Okay," he lets Minhyuk pick him up and carry him to the bathroom, and Minhyuk feels a rush of affection for his adorable boyfriend. Holding him close, he kisses his neck and whispers, "I love you." "Love you too," (name) whispers back.

Minhyuk gently places him on the counter, and wets a towel, using it to wipe the cum off of his body. When he's done, he sets the cloth aside and wipes himself too. "Thank you for that, baby," he murmurs as he pecks (name)'s lips. Minhyuk helps him off the counter, and then picks him up again, carrying him back to the bed. The older male lays him down, and then gets inside the sheets, next to him.

(name) hums happily, burrowing into Minhyuk's warmth. "How was that for a wake-up call?" he asks, a smile in his voice. "Wonderful," Minhyuk chuckles, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend as the two go right back to sleep.

[star-suh]

Sloppy Problem

Lee Minhyuk x Male Reader

cw: top minhyuk, unprotected sex, idol au, minhyuk has his eyes closed and is something between relaxed and sleepy so a bit of somnophilia (i'm not sure abt it), implied multiple rounds, edging, bit of impregnation kink, breeding kink.

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y/n works as a masseuse in the happy ending spa, a place known because customers leave there satisfied. hearing this minhyuk decided to visit it, it was a busy time with promotions, photoshoots and other things to promote his new song so he deserved some time of rest.

"good morning sir, how can i help you?" asked y/n, one of the employees. "i came here because i heard this was a very good place with excellent services and i want to be relaxed for some time".

"oh i get it, so what type of massage do you want?" said y/n handing something like a menu in where all the types of massages and prices are.

minhyuk reading it started to suspect that there was some sexual acts involved in it, well after all the name of the spa is the happy ending… he haven't fuck in weeks either so it would be a good way to relax and release all that load tension. "this one" his finger pointing at the last one, a surprised reaction forming on y/n's face "woah. not everyone asks for this" mentioned the employee "over here please" he signals a room going there with minhyuk following him. "take of all your clothes please and here's a towel" y/n left the room for a while looking for the massage oil while minhyuk undressed.

"ok mr. minhyuk just relax" y/n started to do his work, applying the oil and massaging every muscle on minhyuk's god-like body, fuck he's so sexy, the bulging veins on his strong big arms, the perfect back muscles or that round plump ass that everyone want to smack. y/n was so eager to finally get to the that part of the massage. "please turn around" said y/n tapping minhyuk's shoulder and he did as he was asked, y/n's eyes widened at the majestic sight in front of him of big squishy but firm chest with suckable nipples, lickable abs and a huge bulge that even though his cock was still flaccid it looked big making y/n even more eager to have it all inside him.

slowly y/n stimulated minhyuk's nipples pinching and caressing them until they're hard, drawing some moans from the man's mouth, then y/n attacked one nipple with his mouth while touching the growing bulge under the towel. going down slowly leaving a trail of kisses on minhyuk's body finally reaching minhyuk's bulge and smelling it. the towel was no longer there and y/n was finally able to see minhyuk's beautiful body, he took the shaft in his hands and began to give it small kisses from the tip to the balls, licking the pre-cum that came out of there and then take it to his mouth gagging on it while minhyuk just moans from the immense pleasure he is feeling at that moment. he opens his eyes put his hands on top of y/n's head and push him down his cock making him deepthroat him, minhyuk was loving the gagging sounds "fuck! how much i missed this feeling" he groaned mouth-fucking the masseuse in the process.

"sir you're so big" said a teary y/n "i don't think i can take you all at once in my mouth" he said catching his breath, "don't worry. i know another hole you can use to take me" minhyuk does a turning sign with his finger and y/n do as he was told. he introduces his cock little by little making sure to not hurt y/n. minutes later the older man started moving, stretching y/n's tight hole drawing beautiful moans and whimpers out of y/n's mouth. minhyuk locked one his arms on y/n's neck and started to fuck him rough "gonna use you as a way to milk my heavy balls ok?" y/n just nodded unable to pronounce a word.

the sloppy sounds caused by the oil and y/n's wet hole can be heard from outside the massaging room but it's muffled by the moans coming from other rooms. "fucking hell… you're railing me into oblivion" squirmed y/n feeling that familiar sensation on his stomach "i'm gonna cum" he says… minhyuk was using y/n and throwing him around like he was a rag doll, a toy only for him to enjoy and feel the pleasure he hasn't feeling a long time ago, y/n's hole gapping and clenching on minhyuk's thick cock, he has been edging himself pulling out of y/n's hole everytime he feels he's gonna cum "get ready for my huge load boy" and after that he emptied his balls inside the boy's abused hole, jets of hot and thick sperm flooding y/n's insides and just when the masseuse thought he was finished, more and more sperm kept coming out, he indeed was having blue balls "sir… you came buckets inside me. i think you might impregnated me" spoke y/n with a notorious tired tone "then let's impregnate you more" minhyuk responded starting to move again inside y/n, churning all the cum inside of him with his thick meat.

"goodbye sir, see you soon, it was a pleasure meeting you and i'm glad that i could've helped you relax at least a little" they both shake hands with minhyuk sliding a paper towards y/n "the pleasure was mine pretty boy. mind you if you give me your number? i might call you for some private and more personal massages" he winked at him making y/n flustered "yeah sure" he wrote his number and slip the paper back to minhyuk "y/n hmm… pretty name" he waves a goodbye leaving a flushed y/n behind. a happy ending spa indeed.

[venusrising91]

Gym-body

Pairing: Huta x Male reader

Genre: Smut 18+ mdni

Summary: You've always wanted a gym body. Your new trainer can help you achieve it—if you could only pry your eyes off his toned biceps for long enough to follow instructions. (Thank you to brattyboy for the request!)

Word count: 1,755 (2 pgs)

You weren’t sure if you could trust your own two eyes. It was pretty early and you hadn’t had any coffee yet. Only a bitter pre-workout drink. The interior of the gym was pretty dark. It was barely 6AM—the only available time-slot for the gym’s most highly reviewed and sought after personal trainer. He stood near the weights, looking suspiciously similar to the only boy you’ve ever had a crush on—Huta Lee. 

Except he wasn’t a boy anymore. He was a man. Tall and muscular. So carved that he could’ve been a Greek god. 

What the fuck was he doing here? 

You should’ve paid closer attention to the photos on his employee profile. In them, his face had been obscured by a mask but now, as you looked at his page on your phone again, huddled in the corner near the mirrors, you saw that the eyes staring out at you from within the screen were familiar. You could never forget those eyes: dreamy and dark.

“You my 6am client?” asked Huta, walking toward you with two dumb-bells. 

You had resolved to leave but…fuck. Too late to chicken out now.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, I am,” you replied, voice trembling.

“What are you doing hiding in the corner? Come out. I won’t bite.”

You pocketed your phone and shuffled over to him. Did he recognize you? You hoped not. He never took much notice of you in high-school. But you always noticed him. He’d gotten so much bigger since those teenage days—you could hardly believe this was the same scrawny Huta that you were so enamored with back then.

He eyed you as you stood before him, then asked, “So what area are you looking to strengthen?” As he said this, he assessed your body, dragging his gaze over your chest, your arms, then lower, lingering on your…fuck. 

                fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!

You were getting hard just off the sight of him, the outline of your arousal creating a tent in your shorts.

“Is that because of me?” asked Huta. You froze. He saw it? 

Your heart quickened, beating fast as you scrambled for a reply. 

Huta chuckled. “Relax, I’m just fucking with you. Certain pre-workout drinks make me hard, too. Some dudes get wood for a while because of the increased blood flow. Should wear off once we start warming up.”

You were so flustered that you didn’t speak. You couldn’t. Every word and sentence went right out of your head. All you could focus on was the throbbing between your legs—of Huta’s lips and eyes as they gazed out at you. Of his chiseled body and the faint traces of his cologne as it wafted through the air around you.

“I...I think I should go,” you said.

Huta chuckled again. “Oh come on, it’s just an erection, bro. It’ll wear off. Let's go, pick up the weights. We’ll do a few sets, take the edge off.”

You did as he said, albeit with a degree of reluctance.

 He guided you through a warm-up and a full body work-out. By the time it was over, you were still aching and erect. It had been so long since anyone touched you. And Huta had his hands on you, spotting you through most of the session. You practically raced out of the gym after finishing the last set.

For the rest of the day, he was all you could think about. At work, at dinner, in the shower.

Later that night in bed, you set your alarm and thought about the session as you lay there. Behind your closed eyes, Huta came into focus, the fantasy of being with him weaving itself to life in the blank space of your mind. You couldn’t resist touching yourself, and came hard to the thought of him—of his naked body, then drifted.

In the morning, he was there waiting for you in the gym. The workout was just as painstaking as yesterday’s. Twice he caught sight of the bulge between your legs, widening his eyes as he regarded it.

“Starting to think you’ve got a crush on me,” Huta said with a devious grin after spotting you for a round of sit-ups. 

You adjusted your shorts and rose, feeling too shy to respond. You didn’t trust the words that might spill from your lips. Around him, you felt so insecure and unsure of yourself, and just like the sight of your hardened cock, Huta noticed this, too. “Wait, don’t tell me you actually—”

“What if I do?” you blurted it out with no thought for consequences. 

The look in his eyes. What were you thinking saying something like that? You wanted to kick yourself. Quickly, you collected your gym bag and rushed through the doors. 

Huta shouted after you. 

Outside of your pulse roaring like a lion in your ears, you could hear nothing, and you refused to stop for clarification. Whatever he’d said, he could say it to your back.

At home, you tried to forget. It was all so stupid of you. Huta was just as unavailable to you now as he had been in high school. You considered quitting the gym, and you would have, but you’d already paid in advance for three more sessions. If you kept your mouth shut and your eyes down, maybe you could get through them without another foolish incident.

The next morning (following a restless night) you entered the gym and found Huta waiting. He was frowning. Your gazes met for a split second. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but his expression didn’t look welcoming in the least.

He was short with you—ordering you around and giving you hard looks for the entirety of the session. During your last set, he glared at you, arms crossed.

“The other day. What was that about?” he asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t play dumb, y/n.”

Your name. He’d said your name. Your real name (you’d given him a fake one once you realized who he was) He knew you?

“You know who I—”

“Of course I do. Clocked you as soon as you walked through the doors for our first session. You haven’t changed a bit. Still as shy and awkward as ever. Thought you might’ve outgrown it. Guess I was wrong.”

You didn’t know what to say.  Seconds ticked by in silence. Then: “Why do you keep teasing me about my—”

“About your hard-on? Why do you think?”

“I-I-I…don’t—I…”

“Are you seriously that clueless?”

You couldn’t think straight, and gathered your belongings, then headed for the locker room. You needed to get away from him.

But he followed you inside.

The next few moments were a blur. Before you realized it, Huta had you pinned against one of the lockers, breathing down on you. He stood so close that the tips of your noses touched.

“I’ve wanted you for as long as I can remember. You were my biggest crush,” he said against your mouth.

All this time, he wanted you, too? 

Something unfurled in you, so many years of pent up passion and wanting bursting forth all at once to claim you. You reached into Huta’s sweatpants and took him in your hand. He groaned at the contact, throwing his head back.

“That’s it, just like that,” he whispered as you stroked him. After a few pulls he drew back. “Not here,” he said, panting. With this, he grabbed you by the wrist and led you out of the locker room.

He’d taken you to the showers. It was early, and there were barely any gym-goers present. Every stall was empty. Huta pulled back the curtain of one and ushered you inside. He had his mouth on you in an instant. Sucking and biting at your willing flesh.

“Tell me what you want me to do to you,” Huta said, trailing kisses across your chest. All you could do was moan as his lips and tongue traced lustful patterns against you. 

“I want you inside me,” you panted, breathless.

He took a break from kissing you and grinned, turning on the shower in the process. Each of you stripped off your clothing. Then slowly,  he reached behind you, and within moments, his fingers found your hole. He pushed at your entrance, gently. The water streamed over both of your naked bodies, providing a small amount of lubrication. Just not enough. 

You winced as his finger sank deeper into your tight ring of muscles.

“Loosen up, baby—relax, I won’t hurt you,” Huta said as he pressed a kiss into the hollow of your throat.

You grabbed hold of his erection as he finger fucked you, giving him tight fisted pumps. He moaned after each one, and in response, pushed his finger further into your depths. Your hole absorbed him, up to the knuckle. The pleasure made your eyes roll back.

He had you leaking all over the shower floor from the rhythm of his steady penetration.

“That’s it. Look how well you’re taking it. Good boy,” he said as he grabbed a handful of your ass, and spread your cheeks wider. He swirled his digit deeper inside of you. You almost came, and would have, but he stopped abruptly, easing his finger out of you. The sensation made you whimper and tremble. “Lean against the wall. I want to lick you.”

He didn’t wait for you to move, and shoved you against the tiles of the stall. Before you knew it, his tongue was inside of you, licking that delicate, forbidden place. He ate you like a main dish. Halfway through, he brought his hand around to tug on your hard cock. His efforts resulted in two back to back orgasms, each leaving you weaker than the last. By the third, you watched the thick ropes shooting down the drain in amazement. Stunned that your body had produced so much semen for him.

Huta would have given you a fourth orgasm, but you stopped him. 

“Had enough?” he asked, licking his lips.

You nodded. “Just about.”

“My turn, then. Get on your knees.”

You didn’t have to be told. You were longing to taste him. He made the most beautiful, ruined, helpless sounds as you swallowed his length, taking it to the back of your throat.

“Oh, fuck, y/n, just like that. Don’t stop.”

You didn’t intend to. Not even when you’d drained him of his load. He’d lost it quickly. You had been eager to please him. He praised you afterward, calling you a good boy, and showering you with compliments.

The two of you had made a mess in the shower stall. You bathed together, each working a lather on the other.

Back in the locker room, you dressed and exchanged what could only be described as coy pillow talk.

If every work-out was going to end like this, then you’d have the perfect gym body in no time. 

[kcake555]

Huta cake 🍰

btob

[madammidnightsblog]

BTOB Punishments

WARNING : Sex, listed what kinks are used, dacryphilla, sex toys usage, dirty talking, degrading, angry sex, jealousy

Minhyuk

Orgasm Denial 

Minhyuk loves to cum until he can't, he loves the feeling of releasing on himself or the floor and made to lick it up like a whore but today he broke a rule. A major one. He went behind your back and went through your stuff. In your guy's house, privacy is important to both of you but today he went through your 'study' room, the room is actually where you hide your snacks and your gifts you were hiding until you got home and he had found the present you were hiding until his birthday but he found it, excitedly calling you to than you only to be scolded and told to be naked and on the bed by the time you got home.

He was tied to the bed, body glistened in the light from all the sweat and oil you've been smearing on him, your hand lazily stroking him, "You want to come, hm? You want to cum so badly, don't you? You look ready to burst any second, but Mommy won't let you, " Minhyuk's legs shook as the knot in his stomach grew tighter and his cries echoing off the walls, "No she won't and why is that hm? because whores like you aren't allowed to cum." You spat on his face.

Minhyuk was sobbing at this point, trying to do anything to get you to allow him to cum but all his words were drowned out by his whiny moans, "M-Mommy.. cu..cum... I wan...want to cum..!" Tears flowed down his face and a loud scream left his lips as you pressed a magic wand to his best red tip.

Sungjae

Spanking

He is known to be cocky and downright bratty so it's no surprise he is getting a punishment. Today was another petty trick from this boy but it was the last bit of your patients with him for the day and what he did was dumb. He thought it would be cute to masturbate in front of you when you were having an important zoom meeting with your boss and to make it worse, your boss even asked if you porn playing in the background because he wasn't being quiet about it, wanting you to know he was feeling good. You sent him a harsh glare which only made him smirk and cry out in pleasure, back bowing off the chair and head leaned back while his hand tightens around his base as he fucks into his fist.

After apologizing to your boss and telling him it was the neighbors going at it on their balcony, you both left the zoom. That's when you stormed over to Sungjae, grabbed him by the throat, "I fucking had it with you today." You growled. 

Sungjae only smirked, "Really?"

You pulled away and sat back down before patting your thigh, "Over here. Now." You barked while reaching for your paddle next to the table, in a box of couch pillows.

Sungjae's cocky attitude turned into panic, begging for you to forgive him this time only for you to yank him by the arm so he would be next to you. Timidly, he slowly laid on your lap; Sungjae was already naked, so you didn't have to deal with unnecessary things like moving clothes. You then raised the paddle in the air before slamming it down on his ass and luckily, he knew to count every spank. His voice grew higher every time said the number, his ass was a bright red, and his dick was fully erected, precum smearing all over your pant leg. You would make a snarky remark about his erection while taking the paddle between his legs and gently slap his balls, making him yelp and squirm. He wasn't a big fan of the paddle but feel the cool leather on his balls has him pressing himself onto it and you just pulled it away with a chuckle, listening to him whine for it but just to recive a slap on the ass once again.

Hyungsik 

Overstimulation 

Punishments don't come often to him because he is usually obedient and overall, a sweet baby but there are times when he slips up. He wants you to monitor his sexual activity so touching himself and porn isn't allowed without permission and today you caught him watching porn in your shared room. The computer screen plays a porno as he sits back in his chair with his hand palming his crotch, his eyes trained on the screen and soft pants escaping his lips with every gentle squeeze to his crotch.

"Dirty boy." You whispered as you slowly pushed a small metal rod into his dick before gently tugging at the handle.

The overwhelming feeling of cumming four times already was enough to have him lightheaded and this, doing sounding was too much. He was close to cumming again. You wrapped your hand around his dick and his base felt thicker than before thanks to the rod and you couldn't help but let a small moan slip out at the thought of stuffing it more until he broke. Hyungsik threw his head back and gripped the bedsheets while closing his eyes, moans leaving his lips with every stroke you gave his cock. It was as if his cock was being pushed to its limits and you couldn't care less about it and just continued to toy it, wrapping your free hand around his purpling tip and twisted your fist slightly just to hear the choked cries from him. The cries and shaking had you wanting more, you just couldn't get enough of seeing him like this and to make it better, his glossy eyes could barely focus on you as they blink back tears just to see clearly.

"N-No more Mom-Mommy! F-Full... I fe-feel so full." He cried as your thumb tugged on the rod.

Changsub

Humiliation 

Pictures and videos of him shoving a dildo into his sopping and needy hole was all you got from him when you were with your parents. So, you decided to cut the visit short and went home to deal with your brat. Once you stepped foot in the house, you could hear his desperate moans from the bedroom, so you stormed there to see him all spread out on the bed with the thick cock stretching his hole nicely and his head pressed into his pillow, whimpers and moans of your name leaving his lips as his neglected cock laid limp against his stomach. Once inside you had already made up your mind, you were going to punish him in a way he'll learn.

"What's wrong? I thought you liked taking videos?" You sneer as you video tape him getting fucked by a sex machine on the highest setting and a vibrator attached to his tip, "You seemed to like videoing yourself when I was gone." 

Changsub was crying as the humiliation spread across his chest and it only made him harder. His teary eyes looked up at you, "I..I do.." he sobbed as you squatted in front of him to get a better view of his hole getting rammed. Lube dripping from all sides of his hole and the dildo making lewd noises with every thrust. His thighs were covered in hickeys and handprints, his ankles held open since they were tied to the bed frame to show off just for the camera and they shakily tried to close despite knowing it wouldn't work.

He knew no one but you two would ever see that video but knowing you were filming him getting all fucked out for a show made him feel some type of way, wanting to cover himself even though the voice in his head was telling him to show you how good he was feeling. The camera was so close to his cock, you could clearly see all the veins that formed along his length and how they pulsed in need, and it made you drool. You felt like you should have done this sooner just judging how close he is just from you holding the camera and telling empty promises to show his band mates and possibly his fans to show how much of a dirty whore he truly was.

Peniel 

Teasing

Punishing him is extremely rare since he always follows your rules because he knows the rules are meant to be followed and he would never want to disappoint you. But today he had a bad day, the schedule was packed from twelve in the morning 'til nine at night, he barely had any free time even during the breaks, and he was just so exhausted so when you were clinging to him once he got him, he went off. Curses and yelling came from him which he regretted in an instant just seeing the dark look in your eyes and the frown that graced your pretty face. You could tell he was tired, but you missed him a lot since he has been so busy, but the outburst angered you, especially after he said some things he shouldn't of, and you knew you couldn't let it slide so easily. So, a punishment had to be put in place before any kind of destressing could happen.

"I-I'm sorry!" He cried as you pressed a vibrator to his nipples, the aroused buds standing tall and a cherry red from all the playing you have done. 

A huge smile broke on your face from his cries. He was squirming around on the bed as you tease his nipples and then his cock, stimulating him as much as you can while telling him how hurt you are between every sloppy kiss to his cock, making sure that you got it all nice and wet. His hips were jerking every time you pressed your tongue against the side of his tip, swirling the tip of your wet muscle around as you ran the wand across his sensitive chest. His body shook slightly while he cried out apologies which you just drowned out as white noise while you pulled away from his cock to smile sweetly at him. He barely could keep his eyes open with every press of the toy to his abused nipples, his stomach coiling as pleasure builds up and threaten to break when your warm hand came in contact with his twitching cock.

"I'm sure you are." With that, you began to jerk him off while switching from nipple to nipple with the vibrator and your tongue.

Eunkwang

Public Teasing

He was never a fan of being dirty in public because it could ruin his image and also cause a huge issue for his work but when it came to punishments, he knew this was on top of the list. You never had many issues where you had to punish him with this method since you knew this was something that pushed some kind of boundary, but that week he was pushing your patients and you were running out of punishments that stuck more than a day. He is a friendly guy so the stylist noona's are aware of that but at times he can be flirty with them like this week he was, and it was getting you a little more than upset. First it was buying them coffee to randomly bring them flowers which normally didn't bother you too much but, to make it even more interesting is that he got them merch he paid with his own money. You had enough of this, and it made you extremely jealous, so he had to be taught a lesson. You knew he was doing most of this out of the goodness in his heart because he was a nice and sweet guy, but you also knew he was doing this to get a raise out of you and it worked. Eunkwang was happy to see the jealousy in your eyes and the glare you would send whenever he walks into the room after you witnessed his "acts of good".

He was biting his lip hard to the point he tasted the metallic taste of blood, and he couldn't help but moan. Your hand was in his pants as you guys sat in the back of the dressing room and you weren't alone, stylists and staff were up and about to get everything ready for the music video and there you were, jerking him off under the blanket that was laying across both of your laps. His eyes were trained on you as you shoved his pants and boxers to his knees, your hand still wrapped around his cock, "It feels good, doesn't it?" Your lips were pressed against his ear as your hand quickly went quicker, "Having your worthless little dick jerked off in a room full of people, wanting to gain all the attention of the ladies so you can give everything your pocket can offer. Worthless little bitch, you are mine. and only mine." 

His lips slipped from his teeth as small pants and moans filled the row, "O-Oh fuck, no no,Mommy- please" he moaned as he bucked into your hand.

[poweringthroughthis]

Minhyuk from btob and that big dick energy of his my legs could never

Your chest heaved heavily as you panted from the high of your 4th orgasm tonight. Your body was covered in sweat and your legs felt like jelly. "M-minhyuk, too much".

He chuckled lightly as his muscles gleamed in shiny sweat and mouth open to catch his breath. "Don't be silly baby boy, you aren't shooting blanks yet".

He manhandles you into a new position, full nelson to be precise.

"If you're tired, lean on me. I'll do everything" he coos, as his strong palms lift your knees high and your back is on top of his sweaty chest, the two of you laying down on the bed.

"You can give me a few more, yeah? Come on baby, do it for hyung. please".

Let's just say you won't feel like getting out of bed tomorrow.

[poweringthroughthis]

Note: no longer taking requests

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m.list

The Boyz

to all the boyz i've fucked before [ot12]

for you, hyung [eric]

birthday cake [sangyeon]

Kard

dominated by my boss [bm]

NCT

127

purity ring [johnny]

love on the beach [jaehyun]

fever dream [yuta]

Dream

be my valentine [jisung]

cabin chronicles [chenle]

dressing room escapades [jeno]

Seventeen

love in three acts [mingyu, lucas]

Enhypen

behind locked doors [jake]

Soloists

Lucas

love in three acts [ft.mingyu]

trouble maker

Huta

save a horse (ride a cowboy)

[star-suh]

Lee Minhyuk

sloppy problem

[kcake555]

Huta cake 🍰

btob

[kcake555]

Huta cake 🍰

btob

[kcake555]

Huta cake 🍰

btob

[kcake555]

Huta cake 🍰

btob

[kcake555]

Huta cake 🍰

[star-suh]

Hi, happy 2025! I have some ideas that you could work on, starting with his one:

Dom Tops! DILF’s (Jackson, Minhyuk, Wonho, Minho and Shownu) x Bottom Male Reader – MR has recently been hired to work as a teacher at a prestigious kindergarten. Things escalate when MR must meet some of his students’ dads, finding out they’re a bunch of DILFS (GOT7’s Jackson, BTOB’s Minhyuk (HUTA), Wonho, SHINee’s Minho and MX’s Shownu). MR ends up having sex with each one of them during a different day of the week (Kinda reminiscent to the “Y/N and his week of wonders” story – which was the predominant influence for this rq).

happy belated 2025 for you too, i had to answer this to wishing it to you 😭 also this request is already being written and ngl i'm loving all the ones you've sent anon, they're so creative 😏