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Present

Baekhyun is getting used to the scene inside the four corners of the Student Council room as days pass by. At first, he's uncomfortable seeing Minseok and Jongdae making out in the mini library, or Kyungsoo and Jongin grinding against each other on the couch, or Luhan blowing Jongin or the President. But now, Baekhyun thinks, that it is safe to say that maybe a little bit, he's now used to it. That the things he saw before secretly with his once innocent eyes, are now unfolding in front of him.

He's part of them anyways, and there's no turning back.

Baekhyun learns another secret: that Jongin isn't cheating on Kyungsoo with Luhan. It's shocking at first, though, knowing the three of them are boyfriends, and it's cute just like that, when the three of them would follow each other around the room, or they would argue who will top tonight.

"When the President kicked me out," Luhan had said to Baekhyun when they talked last time. "They accepted me like their own, like I'm part of them. I was about to go that time... but they let me stay."

"They let you stay?"

"Yeah, they said it was okay," Luhan said. "That it was sad without me... that they love me."

"Do you love them?"

"Of course," Luhan answered, smiling. "They're my family."

Baekhyun asked his sunbae why the President kicked him out, but Luhan only smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

Baekhyun sighs for the nth time, Luhan is so complicated. Sometimes he's being a bitch, and sometimes he's sweet. But to Baekhyun, Luhan is his favorite sunbae next to, especially the President. Chanyeol was his favorite sunbae, but now, maybe he's not only his favorite sunbae, maybe he's more than that.

"Can I... ask you a favor?" Baekhyun asks Luhan by his side who's playing with his phone. Luhan looks up from his phone.

"What? You want me to give you a handjob just like last time?"

"NO," Baekhyun says, crossing his arms over his chest with a huff. "It's not that."

"So what is it?"

"Come with me."

"And why would I?"

Baekhyun smiles and without a word, he tugs Luhan's wrist with him, dragging him out of the Student Council room.

"What the fuck are you fucking doing! Ugh, get your hand off my fucking wrist," Luhan says, stomping his feet as Baekhyun drags him. "I'm your sunbae, you shouldn't do this to your sunbae."

"Sunbae," Baekhyun says as they stop in front of a classroom, it's Baekhyun's classroom. "I'll blow you and jack you off for free, just do this for me."

Luhan laughs. "Oh really. You're bribing me with your cute mouth and your fucking beautiful hands."

"Yes, but please do this for me," Baekhyun says while crossing his arms over his chest. "Deal?"

"Fine, whatever. What is it?"

"I'll introduce you to my friend."

"Is he hot? Can I fuck him?"

"No," Baekhyun says. "Don't dare touch him... He's my bestfriend, and he likes you very much."

Luhan shrugs his shoulders. "Okay."

Luhan watches as Baekhyun disappear into the classroom, coming back with a tall and skinny guy in tow. The guy is dragging his feet towards the opposite direction when he sees Luhan staring at him.

"No, no, no, no--" Sehun panicky says, removing his wrist from Baekhyun's hold. "Why are you doing this, Baek. No! I can't do this!!!"

"I said I'll make it up to you, right?" Baekhyun says, looking over his shoulder to see his bestfriend. "Just talk to him and introduce yourself!"

They reach in front of Luhan, Sehun is hiding his face behind Baekhyun's back while Luhan is trying to see what does Sehun look like.

"Hey, why are you hiding? I'm not going to eat you," Luhan says in an amused tone.

"He's just shy," Baekhyun says, pushing Sehun in front of his crush. "Talk to him!"

"No!"

"He's here, just tell him your name!"

"No!"

"Hey, what's your name?"

"I'm Sehun."

Baekhyun roll his eyes, stifling his laugh behind his hand. Licking his lips, Luhan studies Sehun's features and shit he's hot just like that. Baekhyun shakes his head as he mentally throws daggers at his sunbae.

"Fine, I'm not doing anything to your pretty friend," Luhan whispers, and he turns to Sehun, smiling.

"I'm Luhan," Luhan says. "Let's hang out next time, okay?"

Sehun nods quickly like he's about to pass out anytime. He releases Baekhyun's grip from his arm and runs away for his life, disappearing inside the classroom.

"Fuck, he's cute," Luhan says as they walk back to the council room. "I wish I could fuck him."

"No," Baekhyun says with a frown. "I introduced him to you because I want to make up to him. That's it."

"So you only used me," Luhan says in mock hurt. "You're a fucking jerk."

They stop for a while when they see the President coming. Chanyeol smiles at Baekhyun and Baekhyun smiles back brightly. Luhan only averts his eyes.

"Come with me," Chanyeol says, holding Baekhyun's hand with his. He turns to Luhan who's giving him an irritated look. "Go in first, I'll have something to do with Baekhyun."

"Fine. Whatever."

When Luhan is gone inside the council room, Chanyeol pulls Baekhyun's hand as they walk heading to somewhere. Baekhyun wants to ask where are they going though, but the question stops in his throat when they reach the stairs.

"Are we going to the rooftop?" Baekhyun asks, still following Chanyeol's big steps. Chanyeol nods quietly.

They reach the rooftop where a long table and a swivel chair is sitting at the center of the open space. Baekhyun walks in, the air is blowing his hair as well as his tie.

"You already know why we're here, right?" Chanyeol asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yes, sunbae," Baekhyun answers, his eyes looking to the ground and he can feel his blood rise in excitement and nervousness.

"Good," Chanyeol says, licking his lips as he looks intently at Baekhyun. "Now start."

Baekhyun looks around, checking if someone is with them right now. His heart is beating fast inside his chest as anticipation creeps into his body.

"A-are you.. really sure nobody will see us here?"

"Yeah. I'm sure. It's P.E. class now and the teachers are not around."

"W-what if.. someone walk by and--"

"There's no one at this hour, I'm assuring you."

"O-okay.."

"So, take off your clothes now, Baekhyun," The President says softly, his eyes shining with lust as he strokes Baekhyun's smooth cheek. "And trust me."

Baekhyun nods silently, obediently unbuttoning his uniform, his fingers shaking. "Okay."

"Very good."

Chanyeol watches as Baekhyun shreds his clothes in front of him, slowly and nervously. He licks his lips, his fingers drumming on top of the long table as he stares at Baekhyun's milky skin, mentally devouring him.

"Now, the pants."

Baekhyun nods again, his fingers finding the fly of his pants, releasing the metal button and unzipping the zipper to reveal his navy blue boxers. Chanyeol's eyes trace the span of Baekhyun's shapey legs as the boy kicks off his pants on the floor, standing in front of Chanyeol almost naked except from his last article of clothing.

Chanyeol smiles. "Good."

"What will I.. do next, Chanyeol-sunbae?"

"Turn around while you take off your boxers."

Baekhyun obeys, turning his back to Chanyeol as he bends down, his ass exposed in the air for Chanyeol to see as he steps out from his underwear. Chanyeol only watches intently, his eyes boring holes into Baekhyun's revealed form before him, smooth and fresh and definitely sexy.

"Now, turn around," Chanyeol orders. He stands up from his swivel chair as he walks over to where Baekhyun is standing a feet away from him.

Baekhyun follows as he turns around, his head bowed down low, looking at the ground. He can feel shivers crawling to his spine when he feels feather-light kisses grazing his sensitive neck. He closes his eyes, his fist clenched on his sides.

"Do you..." Chanyeol breathes against Baekhyun's ear, his warm breath tickles Baekhyun's skin. "want sunbae to fuck you now?"

"Y-yes," Baekhyun answers, almost too desperate, his voice begging. He can feel his cock suddenly harden. "Please, Chanyeol-sunbae."

"And what did I say you will promise me if I fuck you?"

"I-it's our secret.." Baekhyun says, restraining himself not to moan when Chanyeol's nail lightly scratches the slit of his cock, his whole body shivering.

"What? Can't hear you."

"It's our secret," Baekhyun says again, louder. "Nobody will find out."

"Good," Chanyeol says as he flashes Baekhyun a smile. "Very good."

Chanyeol leans away as he looks over at the Vice President's glory, smiling when he sees the boy's nipples are perking up because of the coldness of the wind. They're in the rooftop for god's sake, and Baekhyun is completely naked, standing in front of Chanyeol to show off his body.

"Sit on the table and part your legs," Chanyeol directs, his voice firm as always. Baekhyun does what he was told, settling on top of the table with his legs spread apart, trying to hide the embarrassment in his face.

"I want you to finger yourself in front of me," Chanyeol says as he goes back to his chair. Baekhyun looks up with wide eyes, slightly shocked of the order. Chanyeol seems to read the surprise in the Vice President's eyes, quirking his eyebrows in response.

"What? You don't know how to do it? Haven't you done it before?"

"I-I have done it," Baekhyun admits as he chews on his bottom lip. Sure, he has done it countless times after the vibrator incident. He would put three fingers up inside his ass, thinking it's the President's cock fucking him open. He would find his own sweet spot until he comes undone on his sheets, the President's name escaping his lips.

"Then do it."

Chanyeol throws him a bottle of lubricant, and in no time, Baekhyun has his own fingers covered with lube inside his tight hole, pumping them slowly. His legs are opened as wide as possible for the President to see his twitching hole, his wrist flicking as he fingers himself, his hips bucking down to meet his digits buried knuckle deep inside his asshole. Baekhyun lets out broken moans as he purposely pads his fingers against his prostate, his eyes are clenched shut while Chanyeol watches his face contorting in arousal. The President could feel his dick starting to harden because of the erotic scene before him, beacuse yes, this is his slut preparing his own ass for him to fuck.

"Think it's my cock pounding into your ass, Baekhyun," the President says, earning a wanton grunt from Baekhyun. "Imagine I'm fucking you now instead of your fingers."

"A-ahhh, s-sun.. bae," Baekhyun cries, his cock now leaking against his belly as he hits his prostate with his nails repeatedly. "Sh-shit.."

"That's right, my slut. Fuck yourself faster, deeper, until you come without me touching you."

"A-aah! Sunbae!" Baekhyun yells, ramming his hand into his asshole in a rapid pace. His toes are curling against the table as his parted legs shake. He can feel the President walking over towards him, touching his tremebling thighs soothingly.

"C-can I.." Baekhyun breathes in between pants, his wrist hurts as well as his aching hard cock begging for release. "C-can I... come, Chanyeol... sunbae?"

Chanyeol smiles, nodding his head. "Yes, you can come, Baekhyun."

At the President's words, Baekhyun comes with a long moan, his hard cock, spurting ropes of white along his stomach and to the table. He fucks himself slowly as he rides his orgasm, his dick twitching as come continues to splash out of the slit of his dick. He breathes heavily as he pulls his fingers out with an obscene sound.

"Taste your come," the President instructs, crossing his arms over his chest as he watches how Baekhyun dips his fingers into his come-filled stomach. Baekhyun coats the three of his fingers with his semen and looks at the President's eyes when he darts his tongue out. He licks his digits, creating slurping sounds as he laps up his salty release.

"Very good," Chanyeol proudly says, smearing the come on the side of Baekhyun's lips. Baekhyun quickly blushes at the compliment, the President's thumb is warm against his skin.

"I'm so proud of you," Chanyeol says, tilting Baekhyun's chin up to stare at Baekhyun's pretty eyes. He doesn't miss the blush on Baekhyun's cheeks, so he smirks, knowing his effect to the Vice President.

Chanyeol walks back to his swivel chair after he unbuckles his belt only to reveal his hard throbbing cock. He sits down without taking his pants off, his cock standing proud against his clothed abs. Baekhyun watches the President coating his cock with lube, stroking his dick to complete hardness. He gulps when Chanyeol sets his eyes on him.

"Come here and ride me," Chanyeol says with a smile. Baekhyun immediately gets off the table and clambers on top of Chanyeol's lap. He holds Chanyeol's shoulder to support himself as he slowly and carefully sinks down to the President's cock.

"F-fuck!" Chanyeol curses, feeling Baekhyun's scorching walls envelope his erection, his cock buried fully inside him. Baekhyun moans in pleasure because he misses the feeling of the President's cock completing him. He misses the President holding his waist as he settles on top of his lap, and he misses how the President is this close to him.

Baekhyun is aware that the President is all covered, still dressed in their uniform, opposite to him stark naked. He grips tightly on the President's coat when he lifts his ass up slowly, slamming it back down fast. He pulls his ass out and sinks down again quickly, fucking himself into Chanyeol's awaiting dick.

"F-fuck, ugh, Baekhyun. Keep going ugh," the President speaks, and Baekhyun smirks because he's now setting the pace. He braces himself as he bounces on top of Chanyeol's lap while constantly rolling his hips to grind his erection against Chanyeol's clothed stomach.

"Ahhh, sunbae, fuck," Baekhyun moans while he rides the President, now in a faster pace. Chanyeol helps him to lift himself up, his large hands guiding Baekhyun's waist to sink back into his cock.

Sensual moans and pleasurable grunts fill the air, as well as the obscene slimy sounds of Chanyeol's slick cock pounding into Baekhyun's twitching hole. They didn't hear the clicking of the doorknob, the door swinging open as someone stares at them in utter shock.

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To be continued.