Chapter 1: Introduction
"Tell me this isn't happening right now," Gunwook muttered as he received a notification from his phone and stared at the smart Nest thermometer attached in their apartment dorm. 10 degree celsius - it blinked at him mockingly, mockery of the freezing predicament they found themselves in.
It might have been better if it was 2 weeks ago, but it's now cold outside in Seoul , Korea and leaving them to shiver within the apartment dorm that the company W1 provided them.
Gunwook looked around at the cracked windows, the icy breeze blowing in made it more clear to him that this winter was indeed brutal.
The apartment was now a stark contrast to their once cozy and warm home.
At least half of their group had left the dorm for the holidays, their absence making the once lively space feel barren and empty.
The ceiling light flickered, doing little to chase away the gloom that had descended.
The space between the walls had always felt like home to Gunwook, Seok, and Ricky, but now it was as cold and uninviting as the frigid winds that seeped through the cracked windows.
Gunwook's gaze swung towards his closest friends - Matthew, shameless and rosy-cheeked as always; and Ricky, brooding quietly with those haunting eyes fixed on an unknown point.
Ricky shivered beside him, pulling his hoodie tighter around his body. “First the AC breaks, then the heater, and now we’re basically trapped in a freezer. It's also cold outside in Seoul right now so we're lowkey fucked.”
Matthew, bundled up in a blanket, shot them both a frustrated look. “Not only that, but we’re stuck in here. The maintenance crew broke our door lock, and now we can’t even get out until they fix it.”
Gunwook chuckled, trying to lighten the heavy mood. “Great,” Gunwook said sarcastically. “So we’re stuck in the cold for who knows how long?”
Matthew looked between them, his face suddenly lighting up with an idea. “Actually, we don’t have to stay cold.”
Both Gunwook and Ricky turned toward him in confusion. “What do you mean?” Gunwook asked.
His brows furrowed together, unsure where Matthew was going with this.
” Matthew stood up, throwing off his blanket and revealing his well-defined muscles and warm glow under the dull apartment light. “We can keep each other warm. Body heat, remember what I said during our live?” He stretched his arms out to Gunwook and Ricky, inviting them to join in on this crazy plan.
"We can just cuddle... and give each other a tight hug,"
Matthew finished with a wide grin, oblivious to the awkwardness that had crept up between Gunwook and Ricky.
Gunwook felt a rush of warmth spread over him, but it wasn't due to the cold apartment temperature. Instead, it was the thought of sharing a hug with Matthew, his best friend, and Ricky, the reserved and quiet one of the group. It was strange, but Gunwook couldn't deny the allure of the idea.
Ricky, on the other hand, seemed to be contemplating Matthew's words. He was in disbelief that Matthew would suggest that when they haven't exactly been the closest.
"Are you sure about this?" Ricky asked hesitantly. "I mean, it's not every day we end up in a situation like this."
Matthew laughed, putting his hands on his hips. "Ricky, come on. You know we're all good friends here. What's the big deal?"
Gunwook couldn't help but agree with Matthew. Even though things might be a little awkward initially, they were all adults, capable of separating friendly gestures from romantic overtones.
Instead, they were stuck in a freezing apartment, and incidental contact might not be the worst idea to survive the cold. Still, Gunwook hesitated, fighting the cocktail of emotions brewing in his chest.
After all, the idea made them appear odd to outsiders, especially when jealous lovers would get wind of it. However, Gunwook's mind was forcing him to admit the truth: apart from a brief moment of hesitation, he didn't mind the prospect of a quick, friendly embrace with either Matthew or Ricky.
They had become close over the years, working together as an idol group as ZeroBaseOne, living together, and experiencing both the highs and lows of their careers. Their bond had only grown stronger over time, and sharing a simple hug felt more like an emblem of that bond rather than an odd deviation from typical male territory.
"Alright, let's do it," Gunwook finally agreed, placing his arm around Ricky's shoulders. He looked at Matthew, who stood with his arms outstretched.
"If you insist," Gunwook murmured, a smile playing on his lips. They shuffled closer, until Matthew's warm body was pressed firmly against Gunwook's. Matthew's cheeks were flushed from the cold, and Gunwook couldn't help but be reminded of their first photo shoot together, where they had to fake intimacy for the cameras.
But this, this was different. They were wrapped in a cocoon of blankets, trying to conserve as much body heat as possible.
The cold had seeped into the room, into every item of clothing, onto every individual hair. To warm up, they had decided to group together and now Seok was wedged firmly between Ricky and Gunwook.
“Did you hear that?” Seok mumbled into Ricky’s soft sweater, not actually wanting to move his numb lips.
“What’s up?” Gunwook muttered, eyes heavy as he tried to stay up and warm in an uncomfortable position.
His best friend’s arms, Matthew, were around his waist, and Matthew’s body pressed against his backside. While they had never been intimate, Gunwook had always suspected that Matthew might be attracted to him. He shook the thought from his mind, as the warmth of Matthew’s body began to invade his senses.
”What is it?” Ricky mumbled, his voice low and breathy as he fought to keep awake in Gunwook’s arms.
The awkwardness between the three friends had started to dissipate, replaced by a burgeoning camaraderie that only grew stronger as Gunwook, Matthew, and Ricky found themselves squeezed into a small corner of the rundown apartment.
The cold breeze whipped through the cracked windows, creating a draft that exploded itself around their huddled bodies. Their arms linked together, creating a chain of warmth that seemed to be almost nonexistent, but Gunwook swore that he could feel the energy radiating between them.
"Hyung...I don't think it's working because we still have our clothes on, " Gunwook mumbled with a slight shake of his head.
He stared at the two people in front of him, Matthew and Ricky, both of whom looked just as cold as they did a few seconds ago.
"Screw it," Matthew muttered, his frustration apparent. "Let's just take our clothes off. We'll be under the blankets anyways."
Gunwook hesitated for a moment, glancing over at Ricky. He knew that his underlying intentions were exposed and he can't look Ricky straight with his eyes right now. The tension brewing between them was palpable, thick as the layers upon layers of their clothing.
"Yeah, hyung," Ricky said, his voice low, still using the formal title that they'd both grown accustomed to. "I think we need our bodies to rub each other...you know...to generate body heat,"
" Ricky continued, "we just need to be as close as possible with little to no barriers between us. We can't afford to let the cold affect us too much for too long, after all. They said the maintenance worker might be coming in 2-3 hours."
Gunwook hesitated, his eyes flicking from Matthew's hopeful, playful gaze to Ricky's calm, confident one. His mind raced, mulling over their suggestion and the consequences that could follow. Could he do this? The idea of being naked and intimately close with his friends seemed ridiculous, unthinkable even.
But Gunwook had always been the composed and dependable one; his group members relied on his strength, especially during trying times.
With a silent nod, Gunwook shucked off his hoodie, the cold immediately assaulting his bare skin. Matthew and Ricky followed suit, and soon they were all huddled together in their apartment's coldest corner.
Matthew wrapped his arms around Gunwook, pressing his chest into Gunwook's back, warming him as much as he could with their clothes still on.
Gunwook felt his cheeks flush, but not from the cold. This was something new, something different, and he wasn't completely sure he was ready for it. Matthew's breath tickled against his ear, and Gunwook shivered, but not from the chill in the air.
"Just relax," Matthew whispered softly. "It's just me and Ricky here. Nothing's going to happen. We just need to get warm, right bro? You need to hug me as tight as possible."
Gunwook nodded silently, his breathing ragged as he felt his body respond to Matthew's intimate touch. His heart pounded in his chest, and he couldn't deny the physical attraction he felt for his best friend. It was a confusing mixture of emotions that he had never experienced before.
Ricky watched the interaction, his own body reacting to the sight of Gunwook and Matthew together. His mind raced, unsure of what to do as he stood there, still dressed in his boxers. He felt an overwhelming desire to be closer to them, to share in the warmth that seemed to radiate from their entwined bodies.
As if in a daze, Ricky stripped off the remaining layers of his clothing and stepped closer to the huddled forms of Gunwook and Matthew.
Their eyes flicked towards him, surprise apparent for a mere moment before it gave way to the glowing embers of desire and mutual understanding. Matthew, seemingly emboldened by Gunwook's acceptance, tugged Gunwook even closer to his own naked body, a soft sigh of pleasure escaping his lips when their bare chests met.
Gunwook, feeling the warmth emanating from Matthew, couldn't help but reciprocate the closeness, relishing in the intimate display of friendship abandoned – they were no longer just Gunwook, Matthew, and Ricky; they were men, bound by the elements and by their innermost desires.
"Fuck it, we're practically naked already," Matthew murmured against Gunwook's neck as he hiked his muscles into a familiar, possessive hold. "Let's get rid of these dumb fucking blankets and wrap ourselves in our own bodies, alright?
I'm tired of the chill, and I need to be warm," Matthew said, his voice tinged with desire.
His body language was a clear indication that his mind was elsewhere, imagining various scenarios of closeness and warmth that their current predicament afforded them.
Ricky sighed, rolling his eyes in the darkness. "You know what you're asking for, Mat," he said, but there was a tinge of amusement in his voice, as if he wasn't really opposed to Matthew's suggestion.
"Guys, it's fucking freezing in here!" Matthew said, his teeth chattering. "We need to get warm, and fast."
Gunwook sighed, knowing that Matthew was right. They couldn't just sit there in their underwear and hope that the cold would go away on its own. He looked over at Ricky, who was still standing off to the side, looking a little unsure.
"Ricky, are you in or out?" Gunwook asked.
Ricky hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"Fine, let's do this," he said, sounding a bit uneasy but determined.
Gunwook stood up and stretched out his arms, beckoning his friends to come closer. "Alright, let's get rid of these blankets and generate some body heat," he said, a playful smile on his face.
Matthew grinned and sauntered over to Gunwook, his lean muscles flexing in the dim light of the apartment. He wrapped his arms around Gunwook's waist and buried his face in his neck, inhaling deeply.
"God, I can't believe it's come to this," Matthew murmured.
Ricky, who had been quietly observing the pair, finally stepped closer to them. He hesitated before sliding his arms around Gunwook from behind, pressing his chest against Gunwook's back. "I guess we have to do what we can to survive," he said, his voice low and soft.
Gunwook stiffened at first, caught off guard by the sudden warmth of Ricky's body, but then he slowly relaxed in their embrace.
The three men let out a collective sigh as the warmth started to seep through their bodies.
Matthew chuckled, feeling both the warmth and tension radiating from the two men near him. "Well, this is... a new experience," he mumbled, his words slurred from the lack of warmth in their bodies. "Never thought I'd be huddled naked with my best friends in our freezing apartment."
Ricky's hand reached out, brushing across Gunwook's muscular chest. "Yeah, things certainly have a way of working themselves out.
Or in this case, heating up," Gunwook replied with a soft chuckle, his arms wrapped protectively around Ricky, who returned the gesture. The three of them huddled closer together, using their combined body heat to combat the oppressive chill that still hung heavy in the air.
With just their boxers between them, it felt strange at first - having Matthew's hands roam freely on his waist, Ricky's chest pressing into his back, and the feeling of both of their bodies against his own.
Gunwook couldn't help but feel a spark of exhilaration, as if he were embracing an unknown part of him. His heart raced in his chest, and his breaths came out unevenly.
"You think someone will find out about this?" Ricky's soft voice broke the cold silence that settled around their tight embrace.
Matthew's hand found Ricky's, intertwining their fingers together. "I don't care if they do," he murmured.
His words were heavy and husky, filled with a confidence that almost made Gunwook believe that he meant it. But, deep down, Gunwook was certain that Matthew wouldn't openly reveal their early morning shenanigans. Even though their group was close, Gunwook knew that Matthew had a reputation to uphold.
Gunwook sighed, feeling profoundly thoughtful. The idea of their intimate situation becoming public knowledge was far-fetched. However, he couldn't deny that the moment had put a strange and somewhat intoxicating sensation inside of him.
It was a warmth that transcended just the physical - one that hinted at deeper feelings he didn't dare to explore.
Matthew, with the natural charisma that endeared him to a mass audience, pressed even closer to Gunwook. Their skin, warmer now, provided them both with a solace from the relentless cold. "You think our fans would mind if they knew we were just trying to survive?" He chuckled, trying to cover up his own confusion and vulnerability.
But the usually easy-going demeanor seemed unusually raw.
Perhaps Gunwook knew something they didn’t — or maybe he was trying to avoid revealing certain secrets.
Matthew pulled back just a little, enough to meet Gunwook’s gaze. “What about you, Hyung? Any thoughts?” he asked, searching Gunwook's eyes, trying to gauge just how much the other man knew about their scandalous predicament.
Their breaths mingled in the cold, their bodies becoming foggy in the dim light.
"I-I don't know..." Gunwook stammered, eyes wide as he paused to consider Matthew's question. "Maybe... maybe some fans wouldn't care. But what about the company? They'd have a field day with this."
A frown cast over Matthew's face, the weightiness of the situation finally weighing down upon them. "Yeah, but they don't need to know about this," he said more firmly. "Keep it between us, okay?
I don't want our private lives to affect our careers," Ricky said, breaking the tension that had gathered between them.
Gunwook nodded, placing his hand on Ricky's shoulder as Matthew released his.
"Of course, friend. We don't need any unnecessary complications brought upon us. Agreed?"
Matthew agreed in a heavy voice, and the three shared a look of understanding as they huddled together even more closely within the dimly lit apartment.
They moved in sync, seeking both warmth and comfort from their proximity. Gunwook felt his heartbeat steady, finally appreciating the significance of the intimacy they shared as close friends.
Regardless, Matthew's idea was sound despite its unusual premise. With no clothes on, their exposed skin would generate more heat, helping them fight off the unforgiving coldness of the apartment. They were like three pieces of a puzzle, fitting seamlessly together — Matthew pressed against Gunwook's back with Ricky embracing him from the front.
It was strange, but somehow nice — something new that made Gunwook feel a little bit lighter, despite everything that had happened earlier.
"Wow, this is working," Matthew murmured, his voice muffled against Gunwook's shoulder. "We're actually starting to warm up."
It may have taken them some time to get used to the initial shock of nudity, but slowly their bodies began to respond to the warmth and closeness of the group hug.
They began to relax and allowed the body heat that each person was generating to radiate throughout the huddle.
Matthew, now more comfortable, took a few deep breaths and lifted his head slightly off Gunwook's shoulder, feeling more confident about speaking up. "This is actually a really nice feeling, you guys. I mean the warmth, not the nudity part, obviously," he chuckled nervously, trying to ease the tension.
"But seriously, who would have thought something like this would bring us closer? I guess it can be pretty comforting to know that we can rely on each other when times get tough."
Ricky's grip on Gunwook's shoulders tightened as he whispered, "Yeah, it really is." The three of them grew quiet for a few moments, just taking in the warmth and the unusual intimacy shared in the dimly lit apartment.
However, as they continued to huddle together, the warmth soon began to morph into a different kind of heat—one that caught them all off guard.
Despite the intense cold surrounding them, their bodies melded together, and Gunwook felt a sudden surge of need and desire.
"Matthew hyung..." Gunwook gasped, his heart pounding against his chest. He felt Matthew's hand slide up his back, burning a path of flames across his skin.
"Yeah, bro? You good?" Matthew whispered, his voice heavy with desire. Gunwook nodded, then turned to face him, his eyes locked onto Matthew's.
" The way you're breathing right now... It's too intense,"
Gunwook murmured, trying to quell the rising desire within him.
Matthew smirked, his hand tracing up Gunwook's arm, leaving a blazing trail in its wake. "I think it's hotter in here than you think, Gunwook... or should I call you by your full name?" Matthew teased, his fingers now tracing lazy circles on Gunwook's shoulder.
Ricky watched the two of them with hooded eyes, feeling his own arousal threatening to spill over. He licked his lips and moved closer to the pair. "Stop playing around, you two," he said, trying to sound stern. "We're supposed to be keeping warm, not heating things up even more."
But his words fell on deaf ears as Matthew pulled Gunwook to him, capturing his lips in a searing kiss. Their tongues dueled as they took turns exploring each other's mouths. Despite the cold, they were both burning up inside, and the fire between them grew as they fed their desires.
Matthew's hands roamed over Gunwook's muscular frame, tracing over hard abs and strong shoulders. He moaned, his voice low and guttural.
"Hyung...what are you doing? This is kinda too much and too gay,"
Ricky stammered out, trying to stop his two friends from fully crossing that line.
"Oh, come on, Ricky. Don't be such a prude," Matthew retorted, lips still pressed to Gunwook's, hands wandering across his toned stomach. "We're all adults here, and we're all consenting. Also, this way is much quicker to generate body heat. Don't tell me you're still a virgin?" Matthew murmured, biting Gunwook's earlobe gently. "It's just us here, I promise I won't tell anyone."
Gunwook tensed, then let out a pained laugh. "What the fuck is wrong with you, Seok Matthew? That's none of your goddamn business."
Matthew smirked, pulling away slightly. "Don't be so touchy, hyung. I was just trying to add a little excitement to this cold night.
Besides, you can't deny that this is the fastest way to get warm. Just look at how glowing Gunwook's cheeks are right now," Matthew replied, using his free hand to gently caress Gunwook's flushed, hot skin.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about," Gunwook stammered, trying to sound as if he wasn't completely affected by the situation. He glanced at Ricky, who looked both torn and also a little intrigued.
"Come on, Ricky. You know you're curious.
We're all men here, and we're all under this roof," Matthew whispered, trying to coax Ricky into joining their impromptu threesome. But Ricky hesitated, looking hesitant and uneasy. Matthew continued, "It's okay, Ricky. I promise it'll be good, I know what I'm doing. I promise it'll warm you up more than huddling together all night."
Gunwook and Matthew shared an intense look, their bodies practically fused together in the confines of the blankets they huddled under.
Ricky watched from the sidelines, his breath hitching in his chest as he took in the sight of his best friends exploring each other.
He knew he should stop them, and yet, a part of him was curious. What would it feel like to break past the boundaries they had built for themselves?
Seeming to make up his mind, Ricky crawled closer to the two, desire clear in his eyes. “Fuck it,” he muttered to himself.
He wasn’t going to let shame or fear hold him back anymore. He wanted to feel the warmth and connection of his friends on a deeper level. So, he crawled even closer, bridging the remaining gap between them.
Matthew was the first to reach out, running a hand through Ricky’s dark hair. “Hey,” he murmured softly, eyes shining with anticipation.
Gunwook turned towards Ricky as well, reaching out to trace the outline of his jaw. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, voice low and gravelly with lust.
Ricky hesitated for a moment, considering his options. He nodded, lips parting slightly in anticipation.
The intensity in Matthew's eyes grew, and his touch became more urgent. Gunwook responded in kind, leaning into the kiss as if he couldn't get close enough to his friends. The exchange stirred something within them, igniting a flame that spread rapidly through their bodies. Soon, they were writhing together, tasting each other with purpose and hunger.
Hands explored bare flesh, taking in the strength and warmth of each other.
Ricky was the first to let out a low groan, unable to contain the pleasure from the sensation of Matthew's lips tracing his neck. His head fell back, inviting Matthew to explore further. Gunwook watched with bated breath, entranced by the sight of their best friend so lost in passion.
Gunwook crawled closer urging all of them to remove all articles of clothing left, and he did the honors of stripping Matthew.
In return, Matthew obliged, and quickly helped Ricky strip himself bare as well.
Gunwook's gaze swept over the two of them, taking in every detail with hunger in his eyes.
The three of them came together, panting and wanting as they explored each other's bodies.
Writhing flesh, hot breaths, murmurs of desire and pleasures exchanged as they tasted one another.
Their hands roamed freely, seeking out the heated lengths of their arousal before gripping tight.
Their bodies were still slick with the sweat of their earlier exertion, sliding against each other in a sensual dance fueled by passion and lust.
An incoherent groan escaped both their lips as their bodies writhed together. Sweat trickled down their bodies, pooling at their feet, as they tried to outdo each other in their carnal desires. Gunwook bit down on his lip, his muscles tensing as the ecstasy began to build.
A primal growl escaped him, earning a heavy laugh from Matthew. "Look at you," Matthew taunted, a wicked gleam in his emerald green eyes.
"Needing just a bit of touch to get you going. Damn, Gunwook."
His grip tightened, causing Gunwook to hiss at the sensation. The Korean beefcake grunted, hips arching upward in search of more friction, adding fuel to their illicit desires.
Ricky's eyelids fluttered as he struggled for his breath, back pressed against the cold headboard. The contrast of the frigid surface behind him and the heat shared between them only heightened their urges.
Matthew whispered in Gunwook's ear, "Is this what you wanted, Gunwook? To share your appetite for passion with two willing men like us?" An audible growl escaped Gunwook as he leaned back, his chest heaving with desirable lunges.
His fingers gripped the bedsheets tightly as Matthew cupped his sacred cheeks, generating a fire within him that would consume his desire for refuge in the sheets and warmth of the king-sized bed.
"Hyung...don't you dare to forget me too," Ricky moaned, eyes closed as he reveled in the pleasure building up inside him. He bit Matthew's earlobes and traced his necks with continuous kisses .
"I won't, I promise," Matthew replied. "I want you both. I want to taste you, I want to feel the warmth and tightness of your bodies around me. I want us to become one, in this cold night."
Matthew's words dripped with desire, and his eyes shimmered as he looked at both of them. Without waiting for any further consent, he leaned in and kissed both Gunwook and Ricky, tongue teasing them into submission.
Gunwook groaned into Matthew's mouth, hands pulling him harder against his body.
Matthew was just as desperate, his fingers digging into Gunwook's hips as he pumped himself against him. Their cocks slid against each other, slick and hard, the pleasure almost too much to bear.
Ricky watched from the side, his own arousal growing by the second. He licked his lips, watching the two men before him. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he wasn't about to stop it. Instead, he reached down and started to stroke himself, moaning softly at the sensation.
Matthew and Gunwook broke their kiss and turned to look at him. They watched as Ricky’s hand moved faster and faster, before Gunwook leaned over and grabbed Ricky. "Hey... lie down here Ricky, let's make him taste us both," Gunwook
instructed, pulling Ricky to the side of the bed.
Matthew moved down, not breaking eye contact with Gunwook as he took his friend's cock into his mouth. The sight of his friend's lips wrapped around Ricky's shaft brought Groan out of him, and he stroked himself in rhythm with Matthew's movements.
Ricky gasped as Matthew started to suck him in earnest. He reached out to stroke Matthew's head, tangling his fingers in the other man's hair as he moaned with pleasure. "Don't worry, I won't let you be lonely," Matthew rasped, eyes shining with lust as he looked up at Gunwook. He continued to bob his head up and down on Ricky's cock, taking his eight inches cock deeper into his throat with each movement.
Gunwook leaned down and captured Ricky's lips in a searing kiss, tongues dueling and hot breaths mingling as they explored each other. His hand never left Matthew's hair, tangling it and holding him close and urging him to take Ricky even deeper.
Moans echoed around the dimly lit room, the coldness now long forgotten, replaced with heat and a rising tension—a beautiful, erotic symphony of masculine desire.
"I think his other hole is lonely and been sad for a while, " Gunwook said in a husky tone.
Matthew raised his head to look at Gunwook and he can see the naughty smirk in his cheeks, scared of his true intentions and to what extent is this current situation going to end.
"I think you're right about that," Ricky responded to Gunwook.
Gunwook stood up in the bed and stood over Matthew's face. "I think we really need to show him the true warmth, by filling up all his holes and not letting any cold air inside," Gunwook said with a wicked grin.
Without further ado, Gunwook sank to his knees and positioned himself within Matthew's mouth. His cock was filled with precum and his slick were dripping in Matthew's face. Matthew parted his lips, eager to taste him, taking Gunwook's full length inside his mouth. He grabbed Matthew's hands and pressed them against the bed so he would have no escape.
Matthew squirmed, eyes wide with shock and pleasure as he felt Gunwook filling up his mouth till the hilt. "Oh my God, Gunwook," he mumbled, cock already throbbing with need. "Don't be satisfied already hyung... I'm only halfway in," Gunwook groaned, thrusting his hips slowly, deeply into Matthew's throat, savoring the warm, wet feeling as he moved. His eyes were closed, face contorted with pleasure. On the other hand, Ricky grabbed Matthew's legs and put it over his shoulder. He squeezed the other man's cheeks as he spread him wide, opening up his puckered hole for what was to come.
"Spit on it, baby, make it slippery," Ricky instructed.
Matthew obediently did as he was told, spat on Ricky's fingers with Gunwook's precum and worked his hole open.
"Are you ready for this?" Gunwook asked, looking down at Matthew.
Matthew could only nod in response, unable to speak with Gunwook's cock filling his mouth. "Good boy," Gunwook murmured, running his fingers through Matthew's hair. "You're such a good boy, taking me like this."
Ricky watched in awe as his two best friends became more and more lost in pleasure. He had never seen anything like it before, and something about the raw, primal look in Gunwook's eyes made his own desire spike. He did not want to be left out of this carnal exploration, and so he decided to join in.
His fingers were filled with slick from Matthew's spit and Gunwook's pre-cum. He dragged his fingers and put it into Matthew's entrance. Matthew's body tensed from the intrusion, moaning around Gunwook's cock as his body adapted to Ricky's fingers. The three of them moved together in a perfect rhythm, Groans and sighs filled the room.
Ricky watched Matthew's face, fascinated by the look of pure pleasure and vulnerability on his friend's face. Matthew looked at him with unfocused eyes, almost begging for more as Ricky added a second finger, stretching Matthew wide open.
A slow, satisfied smile crept across Gunwook's lips as he watched his friends make love in front of him - a sight he had never imagined seeing but couldn't imagine ever growing tired of.
He positioned himself, reaching for Matthew's shoulders and pulling him up into a sitting position. Matthew adored the taste of Gunwook's cock in his mouth, but he craved for more. He needed to feel Gunwook's cum inside him so he worked his magic and swirled his tongue around the tip of his cock and created more suction with his lips.
"Ahhh, you little slut," Gunwook groaned, stroking Matthew's hair.
"You're going to make me cum soon if you keep that up."
Matthew, unable to speak, could only moan in response with Gunwook's cock still deep in his throat. His hands roamed up and down Gunwook's toned thighs, urging him to thrust deeper.
Ricky, feeling fully abandoned, removed his fingers slowly from Matthew's entrance, watching as the other man's body shuddered with pleasure.
Gunwook, still deep inside Matthew's mouth, felt like he might explode at any second. Ricky's fingers were slim, slender and long, stretching Matthew open and preparing him for the raw, primal connection the three of them were about to share.
Ricky grabbed the base of his eight inches cock , rubbing it along Matthew's entrance. Its tip glistening with pre-cum, Ricky pushed inside, the force causing Matthew to moan around Gunwook's cock.
Gunwook grunted at the sensation, feeling his friend's mouth tighten around him as Ricky's cock entered Matthew.
Slowly, Ricky pushed deeper and deeper inside, watching Matthew's face contort in pleasure, until he was fully sheathed inside him.
The three of them were a tangle of sweaty, slick skin.
Groans and moans echoed around the room, mingling with the sound of skin slapping against skin.
Ricky began to move within Matthew, sliding in and out with long, slow strokes. Matthew, in turn, sucked on Gunwook's cock, his warm mouth and skilled tongue driving the Korean beast absolutely wild.
"Fuck, you two feel so good," Matthew groaned, his hands clenched and grabbed the sheets as he tried to hold back his climax. The heat radiating around them were intense and the surrounding cold air air had long been forgotten. Their intertwined bodies became nothing but a blur of moans and gasps as Ricky's pelvis slammed repeatedly against Matthew's ass, his swollen manhood filling him deep and solid, while Gunwook's cock was still buried in Matthew's eager mouth.
Gunwook, lost in the ecstasy of this illicit trio, was the first to fall over the edge.
With a foul-mouthed yell, he came with a force that made Matthew and Ricky take a few seconds to catch their breath. The sound of his release reverberated through the small apartment, filling the frigid air with the primal roar of his need. As Gunwook finally stopped shaking, his cock released a string of oozing white cum in Matthew's mouth. Matthew tried to gulp his cum, but it was so warm and unforgiving that he feels like it was overflowing and did not finish.
It dripped down his chin, sticky and messy as he continued to suck Gunwook’s penis. Matthew moaned in satisfaction as he felt Ricky fuck him harder and deeper.
Fuck, this feeling of being full inside was something new and erotic at the same time. Matthew never knew how much being pinned down between Gunwook and Ricky, being filled up inside would drive him crazy.
Gunwook, still panting, gently caressed Matthew's hair, and pulled himself out of his cock with an audible pop.
His body glistened with sweat as he savored the aftertaste of his own semen. Gunwook's slightly smug, satisfied grin appeared on his face, causing Matthew to pout and grumble in playful frustration.
"Hyung I'm going to cum soon," Ricky grunted, his movements quickening with a hungry desperation. Matthew can feel the swelling in his ass getting bigger and hotter, burning with an intensity he had never experienced before.
"Go ahead, fill me up," Matthew moaned, spurring Ricky on as he started to move his cock faster and erratic. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a hot, filthy symphony that was only interrupted by their grunts and moans.
Gunwook, still recovering from his own release, watched as Ricky satisfied Matthew’s needs in the most carnal way. It was an erotic sight that somehow exceeded Gunwook’s wildest fantasies.
Matthew's back arched as he felt Ricky's warm semen fill him inside. It burned and stretched him in places that he only thought possible through his wildest fantasies.
Matthew's faced twisted in pleasure, his body tensing as Ricky's seed spilled within him in a series of short, powerful thrusts. "Hyung...wait I'm not finished yet," He took his cock and stroked it while standing over Matthew with dominance.
Ricky grunted and hiss warm and hot cum spilled over Matthew's body, pooling between them in the cold sheets.
The three of them land in a pile of sweat and desire, panting and riddled with pleasure. They lay in the dark, the cold night raging outside their walls, seemingly forgotten.
"Oh fuck, Ricky...I didn't know you had it in you," Gunwook said, lying next to his friend, his muscles still trembling from their intense release.
There was a pause, and then Ricky whispered, "Nobody's ever made me feel the way you guys just did tonight.
"Still, I'm looking at Matthew hyung and I feel like his desires aren't satisfied yet. Can't you see him shivering," Gunwook remarked, still catching his breath. "That's because his tight cunt hasn't been filled with us two together yet, I think," Shen Ricky suggested, his voice soft and a bit hoarse from their intense lovemaking.
"Hah, you're clever, Shen Ricky." Matthew chuckled, his breath still heavy. "I can't help it. Is it so wrong to want more? We're all hot and sweaty already...
"Let's give hyung what he wants," Ricky murmures, breaking the silence with an insistent heat in his voice. Matthew rolls over and positions himself between the legs of the two men, straddling Gunwook's waist, facing Ricky. His body glistens with sweat and pre-cum, a testament to the intensely charged atmosphere that still lingers in their small apartment.
Matthew grabbed both of their cocks and
guided them towards his entrance, groaning at the sight of their thick lengths greased from their prior encounters.
"Fuck, Ricky and Gunwook," he moaned as he sank down onto them.
Both of them groaned, clutching hold of his hips as they thrust upwards, claiming him with raw dominance. Matthew grinned, riding them with a natural rhythm, bucking and rolling his hips, sending waves of pleasure through his entire body. His cries of passion filled the cold, dark apartment as his orgasm threatened to burst forth.
Matthew was a man possessed, lost to the heated thrusts of his two lovers, their cocks filling him completely. The mixture of their scents—salty sweat, musk, and the lingering aroma of their previous exertions—were an intoxicating blend that left him dizzy and wanting more.
Ecstasy claimed Matthew fast and hard as he screamed out their names. His climax rocked him to his very core, sending shudders throughout his entire body as his muscles tensed around them.
The sensation of Gunwook and Ricky's shafts buried inside him, stroking his sensitive, throbbing walls was like nothing Matthew had ever experienced before. Gunwook and Ricky grabbed Matthew's waist and started thrusting upwards, taking turns pumping into him with deep, punishing strokes that made the bottom boy tremble in pleasure.
"Fuuuck, Gunwook and Ricky! That feels so freaking good," Matthew moaned, throwing his head back as they hammered into him. His own cock jutted out, swollen and leaking precum as he rode them.
Matthew leaned back into Ricky's chest, pressing sloppy, passionate kisses along his jaw and throat.
"I think I'm going to cum again," Matthew whispered hoarsely, his voice strained with pleasure.
Gunwook pulled Matthew's body closer, grinding and moving his hips beneath the younger man, drawing a gasp from him as their sweaty bodies smacked together.
The three of them writhed, desperate to find sweet release as they satisfied each other's deepest desires. The room echoed with their ragged breaths and moans.
Gunwook shifted beneath Matthew, trying to find a better angle and pace, his arms wrapped fiercely around Matthew's torso, his grip bruising but pleasurable. The boy's body was slick with a mix of sweat and cum, staining the sheets, and he cried out as Gunwook thrust into him, greedily taking every inch.
Ricky stood behind Matthew, his harsh breaths hot against the nape of Matthew's neck as he penetrated him from behind, where Gunwook's cock is already filled pulling Matt's hips back against his thrusts. The three of them were caught in a torrid tangle of bodies that burned hotter than the winter's cold that greeted them, skin slick with sweat from their writhing bodies as they continued to devour each other for the night's pleasures.
"Fuck, that's good, Matthew, I'm so fucking close," Ricky growled, practically growling as he continued his rhythmic thrusts inside Matthew as Gunwook teased and played with Matthew's sensitive nipples. Sweat dripped down their muscles, mixing with pre-cum, creating a slick film that coated their skin like oil. Matthew's moans became increasingly louder, his body responding to their attentions.
The apartment's cold weather seemed to dissipate in the heat that the three men generated. They moved with an almost primal urgency, driving each other to the edge of ecstasy. Their bodies slid and tangled together, all sense of fear or caution falling away as their only focus became the orgasm that built between them.
Matthew cried out, his voice hoarse and wavering as the pleasure became unbearable.
"Don't stop," he begged as Ricky and Gunwook fucked him relentlessly, their strokes long and deep, driving him higher and higher.
His muscles clenched around them both, eager for more of the delicious friction and heat that they offered. The winter chill still lingered outside, but in this room, they had created a haven from the cold.
The heat between them was palpable, radiating off their locked bodies as they moved with synchronized rhythm. Ricky's thrusts became faster and deeper, while Gunwook's hips bucked up in kind, testing the limits of Matthew's endurance.
Matthew's hands landed on the chill of the leather bound books as he clung to them for support. "Oh, shit! Keep going!" he cried out, the initial blush of excitement still coursing through him.
Gunwook and Ricky looked at each other, their faces etched with a mutual understanding that this was a moment neither wanted to pass up.
"You want it like this?" Gunwook asked, his voice low and gravelly. Matthew nodded, panting, his eyes wide and feverish. "Yes. I need it like this. Both of you."
Ricky and Gunwook exchanged another glance, before looking back at Matthew, whose face was flushed, expression twisted with equal parts pleasure and need.
Gunwook smirked and leaned back, making sure that Matthew's body continued to bounce up and down on his dick, savoring every gasp, groan, and scream from the boy.
"You got it, Matt. We won't stop until you're fully satisfied," Gunwook said before his cock plunged in again deeper into Matthew's hole, causing a loud scream from Matthew. " I could feel's Ricky veins and ridges of his cock throbbing against me and filling up your asshole. You like that don't you?" Gunwook asked again, almost taunting the man underneath him in erotic pleasure.
Gunwook's thrusts became faster and harder, spurred on by Matthew's response. His balls slapped against Matthew's ass, fueling the younger man's insatiable aroused cries with each punishing movement. Ricky tried to synchronize with him but their cock's girth were so big that it was challenging to get into a steady rhythm as they fucked him in this position. Gunwook's short groans grew louder in the cold room, echoing off the walls as he slammed his cock deeper and deeper into Matthew's tightest places. The roughness of the leather books against Matthew's hand sent a shiver through his spine, amplifying the raw physical sensations that were coursing through him.
"Goddammit, Matt. You fucking feel so good," Gunwook panted, taking in the sight of his roommate being bull-dozed by him and his best friend.
The three of them were drenched in sweat and breathing heavily with each intense thrust.
Ricky's eyes never left Matthew's face as he plunged into him deeper—watching his best friend's face contort from the pleasure and pain, the gasps, grunts, and groans that pushed past his pouted lips.
"Hyung.... I'm going to cum right now," Ricky gritted his teeth, punishing himself as the waves of ecstasy surged through his body.
He thrust harder and faster into Matthew, his grasp tightening on the other boy's hips.
"Don't you dare cum before me, Ricky. We need to cum together in order to dissipate the cold and distribute heat properly," Gunwook pleaded, his voice barely above a growl.
Matthew, his vision blurred, could only nod a yes, submitting himself to their punishing dominance.
Ricky reached around Matthew's waist, grabbing his cock, stroking him firmly. "Relax, Woohyun," Ricky rasped, using Matthew's real name tenderly. "Everything's going to be okay," he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
"Just let yourself go, I'm not going to let go. I've got you."
Matthew leaned against Ricky's embrace, his eyes locked on Gunwook's as Ricky resumed his rhythmic pounding. Gunwook bucked and writhed beneath him, legs spread in invitation as the two men filled him to the brim. Matthew tossed his head back and moaned dramatically, unable to bear the intense pleasure any longer. He leaned his ass forward, bringing both their dicks deeper into his ass. Both of them released their loads
deep into Matthew, the contractions of his orgasm causing them to pulse even more until every last drop was spent inside him.
"Shit," Matthew cursed, as the three of them slumped against each other on the bed. They panted heavily, the cold air of their apartment clashing against their hot, damp skin.
"That was... incredible," Ricky finally managed to say.
Matthew let out a ragged breath.
"Yeah, incredible," he echoed, his body still quivering from the intense orgasm they had just shared.
Matthew looked up at Gunwook and Rick with a smug smile playing on his lips. "Told you bros. We all needed that. I can't really tell this on live but this was the other best way to get warm during cold winter in Korea," he said, placing a hand possessively on Ricky and Gunwook's thigh.
Ricky nodded in agreement, his hand snaking around to settle on Matthew's chest. "It's a wonder no one thought of this before," he mused playfully. A loud knock was knocking into the door "Your door and A/C heater is fixed. You guys can turn on the heater now," the maintenance worker 's voice echoed through the door, and Matthew, Ricky, and Gunwook froze. The three of them instantly pulled away from each other, their naked bodies shivering from the cold outside and the awkward silence in the room.
Matthew was the first to speak up, "Uh, thanks! We'll turn it on now."
As the maintenance worker left, the three of them stared at each other in complete silence, their faces burning from a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration.
Matthew was the first to break the silence, clearing his throat awkwardly, "Well, that was...closer than we anticipated."
His eyes swept over Ricky and Gunwook's bodies, admiring the way the muscles in their abs glistened with sweat and cum. With a sly grin, Matthew added, "But hey, at least we got warm for a minute there."
Gunwook snorted, shaking his head as he reached down to grab his underwear from the floor.
"Yeah, I suppose you could say that."
Despite the awkwardness of the situation, Gunwook found himself feeling oddly calm. Sure, they had just had a pretty intense threesome, but Gunwook couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness to his two friends. It was as if they had reached a new level of intimacy, one that went beyond just friendship.
As he pulled on his boxers, Gunwook couldn't help but glance over at Matthew and Ricky.
They both seemed to be in their own little worlds, lost in thought. The silence hung heavy in the air, and Gunwook couldn't help but feel a little bit uncomfortable.
"Guess we should get dressed," he said finally, breaking the silence.
Matthew and Ricky both nodded, and they all started to gather their clothes from the floor. The air was still thick with tension, but Gunwook tried to ignore it as he pulled on his pants and t-shirt.
Once they were all dressed, they stood awkwardly in the middle of the room.
It was clear that none of them knew what to say next. Matthew broke the silence, his voice unusually soft and serious.
"I, uh... I don't know about you guys, but that was... something else."
Gunwook and Ricky nodded in agreement, neither quite sure what to make of the situation. It was strange, this newfound intimacy between them. They had always been close, but this was something different – something more primal and raw.
Matthew took a deep breath and spoke up again. "Look, I know this is weird, but...
I just want you both to know that I don't regret anything that happened here tonight. In fact, I think it was the most exciting thing I've ever done."
Gunwook and Ricky exchanged a glance, unsure of how to respond to Matthew's heartfelt words. Finally, Gunwook spoke up.
"I don't regret it either, Matt," he said quietly. "It was... intense, but in a good way. It's not something I would do with just anyone, but... you and Ricky are my best friends.
And I trust you guys more than anyone else in this world."
Ricky nodded solemnly in agreement. "Me too, Matthew. You're one of the few people I feel completely comfortable around. And I don't want to lose that."
Matthew smiled, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders. "I'm glad we're all on the same page. I don't want this to come between us, either. We're still a team, right?"
Gunwook grinned. "Always.
I mean it," Gunwook affirmed, looking Matthew right in the eyes. He grabbed his hand and squeezed it, his grip firm and reassuring. "I know Matt, I trust you both too," Ricky chimed in, placing a hand on Matthew's shoulder.
The three shared a moment of silence before Ricky broke it with his classic humor. "But next time, let's maybe make sure the heater is actually broken before we do that again, yeah?"
Matthew laughed, relief washing over him at the sight of his friends' faces.