It is, much to everyone’s chagrin, Min’s birthday.
Perhaps that’s being a little too hard on him. Jaeho supposes he shouldn’t be so cynical; the other boys from D.Zire are probably neutral to the event at worst. Chaejin, in particular, is actually quite enthusiastic about the festivities, and has been quietly planning them with Min and their manager Do-yun for weeks.
It’s just that... well... Min is weird. Jaeho doesn’t let it bother him most of the time. He’s gotten used to it, and Min has enough in common with him that he’d probably tolerate the guy even if he wasn’t forced to by their shared band membership. It’s just that sometimes he wishes Min wasn’t so... so...
“I am the Cum God!” Min screams, standing with his feet planted firmly apart on a beach towel and his arms spread wide. He’s wearing little more than a bright green thong-style speedo, which matches his blue-to-green gradient haircut that is buzzed short on one side. He’s also surrounded by a small crowd of heavily muscled young hunks who are practically drooling at the sight of him.
Min’s expression is manic, his eyes wide and shining. “Give me all of your jizz offerings!” he proclaims. “Whoever pleases the Cum God best will get a special prize!” He winks ostentatiously and slaps his own ass. Privately, Jaeho rolls his eyes.
At least Do-yun managed to reserve them this private beach. It’s incredibly remote, so they can be as loud and as ostentatious as they like, away from prying eyes and cameras.
And after all, it’s not like Jaeho will be completely without entertainment. He notices several younger bodies punctuating the crowd, half the height of the grown men, exactly the age he prefers. Most are wearing boxer-style, easy-to-remove swim trunks, but a few of the more bold ones are already entirely nude. He happily eyes the bouncing buttocks of one of them as the young boy splashes around in the surf, bending over to run his hands through the wet sand and exposing his cute, plump rear end and the tantalizing crack between his cheeks.
His attention is distracted by Min clapping his hands. “Alright boys,” he calls, “let’s start the party!”
He gestures towards the sandy expanse in front of him, which is littered with entertainment and relaxation paraphernalia. There’s a wide variety of beach blankets, picnic tables, and so forth, but perhaps the most noteworthy item that has been set out is a classic child’s toy: the backyard waterslide. Really it’s little more than a long carpet of plastic leading to a little walled pool at the far end. At Min’s signal, one of the dour-looking staff assigned to work the event—the only people here wearing normal street clothes instead of swimsuits—takes a bucket of some kind of lube and sloshes it down along the plastic runway, slicking up the entire affair.
“Min wants to make a big splash!” Min says in the third person, raising two fingers up to his cheek cutely. “So if you are not worshiping me with your cum, don’t waste it! All seed in the pool, please! The Cum God says no one comes anywhere today except there or onto me! So it is decreed! Now go, my minions! Serve your god!”
So saying, he reaches down beside himself and opens up a large red cooler. It appears to be full of colorful water balloons. He reaches down and pulls out a large pink one, lifting it up over his head in one hand. With a feral expression, he turns his face up towards it and opens his mouth, sticking his tongue out as far as he can. At the same time, he squeezes the water balloon in his fist until it bursts.
The liquid that splatters down onto Min’s face and into his waiting mouth is not water. Jaeho’s eyebrows rise as he watches Min’s face get coated in a thick, pale substance that splashes across his nose and drips down his cheeks. Apparently, somehow, Do-yun managed to secure an entire cooler full of cum-filled balloons. Jaeho looks around. Scratch that—multiple coolers. He can see them studded across the sandy beach. He had assumed they would all be drinks, but apparently that accomodation is being entirely handled by the mini-bar set up off to one side.
Jaeho shakes his head as Min’s form is entirely eclipsed by the men that surround him as they hurriedly pull out their cocks. Some offer them to him for pleasure at his leisure, while others start to jerk themselves off, eager to come on him as directed.
Jaeho gets to his feet and makes for the little boy he was watching earlier. The child is still playing in the surf, squatting on his heels now and inspecting something. His dark hair is tousled, the pale plane of his back smooth and unblemished. Jaeho scoops him up under one arm without so much as a warning and carries him towards the little pool.
The child is clearly startled, but apparently he’s been informed enough of the expectations around this party that he doesn’t struggle. Jaeho reaches the pool and slides a hand along the slippery plastic of the ramp just enough to coat it in lube. He pulls his cock out of his swim shorts and rubs it with idly with his slick hand as he carries the child over to one of the beach blankets. Throwing him down onto the soft surface, he wastes no time kneeling behind the boy and sliding his cock quickly and mercilessly up the boy’s ass.
Less restless now that his body is settling into the satisfying feeling of impaling a young behind, Jaeho allows his attention to turn back to Min.
He’s marginally less obscured now. Many of the men have dispersed to various other activities along the beach, although there are still a healthy number surrounding the birthday boy. Min himself is currently supporting himself on his knees as he sucks off a man with pecs and biceps each as big as his own head, while several other similarly muscular men rub their cocks on him, frotting against his neck, his hair, his cheek, his forehead. From the damp shine of his neck and shoulders, it looks like at least a few men have come on him already. As Jaeho watches, one of the many cocks attending Min begins to twitch, coming across his lips and cheek and right up his nose.
Jaeho’s attention wanders, seeking out his other bandmates among the crowd. Chaejin is, unsurprisingly, already being fucked from both ends, on all fours in the sand as two men drill his face and ass simultaneously. Seojun seems to be chatting up one of the muscle-bound hunks, trailing a hand admiringly up the man’s six-pack abs and then reaching up to squeeze his enormous pec in one hand. He leans in to whisper something into the man’s ear. Jaeho isn’t close enough to even attempt to lip-read what he might be saying, but moments later the man’s head turns and then he and Seojun are kissing sloppily, tongues visibly sliding into each other’s mouths.
As for Daeryong—Jaeho looks up from where he’s pistoning his hips into the child in front of him over and over to see his bandmate come to a halt beside him. He too has a child in his arms, but facing him, straddling his hips around the point where his cock is shoved up the young boy’s ass. Apparently he was walking around with the boy like that. Couldn’t have been comfortable.
“Hey,” says Daeryong with a grin. “Looks like you and I had the same idea.” He gestures to the boy clinging to him. “Nice spread they got for us, huh?”
“Yes, yes!” yells Min in the background. “Yes, cover me, coat me, drown me! You are so tasty, my boys!”
Jaeho rolls his eyes, but nods in response to Daeryong. “Do-yun knows how to throw a party, no matter how specific.”
Daeryong chuckles. Jaeho gestures to the blanket next to him. His thrusts in and out of the boy’s ass have not faltered in the least. “Care to join me?”
“Actually,” says Daeryong, “I’ve been thinking about Min’s ‘come in the pool’ mandate. Care to join me in finding out if these boys are old enough to milk?”
Jaeho considers this. An intriguing proposition. “I’m always down for teaching little boys how to come while they’re fucked,” he concedes. “Sure, why not.”
He pulls out of the child he’s been fucking and once again lifts him under one arm. He joins Daeryong in walking over towards the provided pool, which already has several fit young men standing or kneeling around it, rubbing themselves off. There’s a surprising amount of cum coating the bottom already, considering the party has just started.
Jaeho drops to his knees along the very edge of the pool and sets the child in front of him, casually lining himself up and slipping his member back into the boy from behind. This time, however, he spares a free hand to reach around the boy and grab his own small penis, massaging and palpitating it to see if it will respond. Although young, the boy’s body does seem to have a reaction, shuddering in his arms. The little prick twitches in his hand and begins to stiffen. Jaeho smiles in grim satisfaction and begins to pump the young cock in time with his own thrusts into the youth’s ass.
Beside him, Daeryong follows suit, spinning the child around on his cock so he’s facing the pool and reaching a hand around him to coax up an erection of his own. He grins over at Jaeho. “If we can’t get them to orgasm from fucking, we should introduce them to their prostates. Milk ‘em for real. Gotta get Min his full pool, after all.”
Jaeho rolls his eyes. “He knows there’s no way this group is going to actually fill up this pool with cum, right? It would take, like, thousands of men to produce that much cum in one afternoon.”
“Between you and me,” Daeryong says conspiratorially, “I’m pretty sure Do-yun sourced some in bulk from somewhere and is going to have the staff gradually fill the pool over the course of the party while Min’s not looking. Don’t know where in hell you get that much cum on short notice, to be honest. Must be a whole sperm bank’s worth. Could be horse cum or something for all I know.” He snorts. “Looks like Min’s enjoying himself though, and that’s what’s important.”
They both look back over to where Min is still being attended by his young studs. He’s on his back on the sand now, with multiple men standing over him, coming in quick succession. Each time one blows a load onto him, splashing more of the white, sticky substance onto the generous coating already covering Min's body, he stands and is quickly replaced by another who is just about to burst, kneeling down just in time to splatter Min with his own leavings. The men cycle in and out like a relay, each one doing his best to spread as much cum across Min as he can before he’s replaced.
As Jaeho and Daeryong watch, another man approaches with one of the cum-filled water balloons and drops it on Min’s collarbone. Min yelps in startled surprise as it bursts and coats his neck and the underside of his jaw in a huge splatter of viscous white seed. At the same time another man comes on Min’s forehead, holding the head of his cock right between Min’s eyes to make sure that every pulse hits him square on.
“Min is thirsty!” Min protests. “Who will feed me?”
One of the many interchangeable muscle men comes forward, holding one of the water balloons in his hands. He seems to be fiddling with something on it that’s hard to see from a distance. But as he kneels over Min’s head from above, taking the place of the previous man, it’s clear that he must have been unworking the knot. He holds the neck of the water balloon pinched between his thumb and forefinger as he lowers the vessel over Min’s face. Then he shoves the opening enthusiastically into Min’s mouth and lets go of the pinch, allowing the balloon to gush its contents directly into Min’s waiting orifice.
It’s more cum than fits into Min’s mouth, filling the cavern to the brim and spilling out the sides and over his lips as he attempts to swallow the stuff as quickly as he can. He coughs—it’s a little much—but manages to swallow a fair amount of it without choking. His eyes are bright and glittering with mischievous joy.
“Refreshing!” he crows, his voice only slightly hoarse. “I want it directly from the tap!”
One of the men in the circle is more than happy to straddle Min’s face, slipping a rock-hard dick into Min’s eager mouth and proceeding to dutifully fuck his face. Jaeho’s and Daeryong’s view of Min’s face is obscured by the tight buttocks of the man, clenching every time he thrusts forward to bury his engorged member in Min’s throat.
Jaeho’s attention is suddenly distracted by the child he’s fucking. The kid’s body is starting to shudder, writhing and whimpering under Jaeho’s ministrations. Jaeho leans him carefully over the edge of the pool and redoubles his attentions on the boy’s member until finally he feels the young balls twitch, the boy’s passage clenching hard around his cock as the boy comes with full body contractions, bucking on the penetration and spilling a respectable amount of seed for his tender young age.
Jaeho would prefer to come inside the boy’s ass himself, but he humors Min’s wishes and pulls out after the boy’s rectum finally unclenches and releases him. He drapes his manhood over the edge of the pool and strokes it a few times until he too comes, adding to the leavings that everyone has been depositing.
“How cute,” says Daeryong. Jaeho looks over to see that he is no longer fucking the boy; instead he has one hand on the boy’s cock, pumping it in a steady rhythm, and the other embedded entirely up to the wrist in the boy’s ass, presumably stimulating the child’s prostate with the same cadence. The child is whimpering and squirming, just as Jaeho’s had been, but it’s harder to tell if it’s because he’s close or because of the immense width of the limb penetrating his innocent and inexperienced hole.
“Oh shit, oh fuck!” Once again, both of the men are distracted by a call that comes from a little ways across the beach. They turn in time to see one of the men fucking Chaejin (a different man than had been taking him last time Jaeho looked) pull out of his ass, a startled look on his face. Clearly he was closer to his orgasm than he had intended, because instead of approaching the pool to spend his seed, he loses control and comes across Chaejin’s back, splattering his orgasm all the way up between their young bandmate’s shoulder blades.
“Hey!” comes Min’s voice. Everyone turns to look at him, although there’s only so much Chaejin can turn his head considering it’s still impaled on a second cock.
Min kips up to his feet with an easy athleticism and strides over to where Chaejin is being dicked down. “No wasting!” he chastises. “All cum is for the Cum God today! Looks like we will have to clean you up, Little Slut!”
So saying, he kneels behind Chaejin, grinding his swimsuit-clad crotch against Chaejin’s ass before bending over him, covering him and placing his mouth against the young man’s back, enthusiastically licking the spilled cum off his skin.
Chaejin takes a gasping breath as the man fucking his face pulls out and lifts his cock enough to come onto Min’s hair above him. “Miiiiiin,” he whines, “you’re just going to get cum all over me!” And indeed, in Min’s drenched state, he’s certainly smearing more cum across Chaejin’s back than he’s lapping up.
“No protesting!” says Min, still loud despite his mouth pressed against Chaejin’s skin. “You are stealing the Cum God’s offerings, and so you must be punished!” He shifts just enough to angle his hips backwards, reaching down to pull his minimal swimsuit to the side, exposing his cock. He’s hard enough that he requires no assistance as he easily slots himself into Chaejin’s well-used rear hole. “Feel the wrath of the Cum God’s dick!” he shouts. “Stealing will not be tolerated!”
A chuckle comes from the crowd. “There’s more than enough here for both of you,” says someone’s voice. A tossed water balloon emerges from the group of onlookers, bursting as it hits the small of Chaejin’s spine and splatters cum up his back and Min’s front. Moments later there is a sudden deluge as balloon after balloon is thrown, splashing the two boys with veritable gallons of sperm. Min laughs and continues to fuck Chaejin through it, even as the other boy whines and protests at being hit with the missiles. A token protest, most likely; Jaeho has never known Chaejin to be unhappy when he has a dick up his ass, no matter the situation.
Next to Jaeho, Daeryong’s boy cries out and goes rigid, his orgasm bursting from him like an explosion. Daeryong uses his fist in the boy’s ass to maneuver him like a puppet, making sure the boy’s juices join everyone else’s in the pool. “That’s a good boy,” he croons. “See? Isn’t it nice to have a big old fist up your ass? Bet you could get used to it real easy.”
Jaeho looks back down at the pool. Daeryong was right; it seems that at some point while they were all distracted, someone snuck in and filled it; there is far more cum in the vessel than there was a moment ago.
The boy he’d fucked is still in front of him, panting and recovering on the sand beside the pool. Jaeho is very tempted to grab him up by the hair and dunk his face into the pool, imagining how he would splutter and choke at the sudden action. But he doesn’t want to annoy Min; honestly he’d rather stay under his bandmate’s radar entirely for this event.
Instead he simply sits back and watches as the crowd continues to pelt Min and Chaejin with cum-filled balloons, each new pop accompanied by a thick splatter of the stuff until it practically oozes down the boys’ skin, every inch of Min covered head to toe. Once again someone puts another opened balloon in Min’s mouth for him to drink, and this time he chugs it like a pro, swallowing every last drop and worrying the empty piece of rubber back and forth in his teeth like a dog afterwards. He spits it out onto the sand like a used condom when he’s done, crowing with satisfaction.
This time, Jaeho notices as a surreptitious young man sidles up next to him and carefully, quietly empties a bucket into the kiddie pool. There’s no logo on the side of the bucket, nothing to indicate where this frankly ludicrous amount of cum is even coming from. Cynically, Jaeho wonders if some or even most of it is artificial; surely there’s no way they could have gotten it in this absurd quantity?
Then again, if the band asked for donations, Jaeho’s pretty sure they could get a few hundred buckets of cum just from male fans who desperately want to fuck them. So, difficult to say.
“It’s time!” Min announces, drawing attention back to himself. Even as he says this, his thrusts into Chaejin stop, his hips pressed as hard as they can against his bandmate’s buttocks. Jaeho can tell from experience that he’s coming in Chaejin’s ass. When he’s finished, he pulls out and stands in a single fluid motion, leaving Chaejin to flop helplessly down onto the sand.
Min makes his triumphant way towards the water slide, the pool at the end now brimming with milky white liquid. He waves at everyone as he goes by, like some sort of athlete about to do a stunt, and then hurls himself down onto the plastic.
The lube does its job, and Min slides effortlessly down the length of the runway and into the pool at the end, sending up a huge tidal wave of cum as he splashes down into the copious combined seed of everyone at the party.
Jaeho manages to pull back quickly enough to avoid being splashed, but the extra that slops over the side drenches the poor boy he had been fucking earlier, who is still curled up under the lip of the pool and squeals in surprise as the wave splatters him with seed. It also hits the front of the boy that Daeryong is still holding impaled at the edge. He also cries out the wave of cum splashes up onto him, coating his chest, neck, and face and even getting into his eyes.
Min, for his part, lolls in the pool of cum, wallowing like a pig in mud, thoroughly coating himself. He throws his arms out to either side, sending flecks of sperm flying in all directions. And something larger, which lands with a plop in the sand—his swim suit, upon closer inspection.
“And the winner,” Min declares, “is everyone! You have all pleased the Cum God greatly!” He rises onto his hands and knees, still in the pool. With one hand he reaches around behind himself and inserts a cum-soaked middle finger into his own asshole.
“Your next offerings may be left at the inner sanctum!” He pronounces. “Everyone must make such an offering before they may leave!” He looks over at the exhausted, collapsed Chaejin on the beach. “And the Cum God’s dutiful acolyte!” he adds. “Everyone must leave two offerings in him before they go!”
He’s stopped from holding forth further by one of his “worshippers,” too eager to wait, who crawls up behind him and begins to stuff his cock into Min’s ass. With the amount of cum coating him, there’s no resistance at all; the member sinks steadily into Min with ease. When the man is fully seated, Min gives his ass a happy little shake before he can start thrusting.
From Chaejin, who apparently was too exhausted to register what Min had just ordered, they can all hear protests: “Come on guys, I’m beat. I gotta rest just a second. Are you really gonna just- ah! Ahmf-” These are immediately cut off as his holes are plugged by a pair of men fulfilling the edicts of their “God.”
Jaeho chuckles as the huge crowd of men dutifully line up to fuck both of their asses. It’s going to be a long afternoon.