[One Shot] Boner Test (No homo, bro) [English ver.] {WooSang}

Title: Boner Test (No homo, bro) [English ver.]

Author: Riz Aino

Pairing: WooSang (Wooyoung + Yeosang) (ATEEZ)

Rating: NC–17

Genres: AU, pwp, smut

Number of words: 3k

Summary: there's a new game that's causing a sensation among their group of friends, the boner test, so Wooyoung and Yeosang decide it won't hurt to give it a try.

Warnings: basically sex, not that there is much more to this.

Notes: written because a tweet about the boner test game appeared in my life and made me want to do something with this great information.

Author's comment: I wrote this years ago and I always wanted to translate it, but I never tried to do it… and now, I’m in a write slump, so… I decided to translate all the fics I always wanted to translate. I hope you like it.

 

The summer was hot outside, but in the room Wooyoung and Yeosang were in it wasn't too hot, the fan was going around and around and turning the warm air into something cooler so that the two people who were in that room didn't feel too hot. They will sweat due to the heat. However, although they weren't sweating due to the summer heat, the two boys were sweating… but for something else entirely. They were both nervous, not wanting to admit it in front of each other obviously, but Yeosang felt on the verge of a nervous breakdown and could see in the way Wooyoung's eyes darted, quickly traveling from one side of the room to the other that he was also very nervous. But, despite that nervousness, both had decided that today they were going to try it, to try what their entire group of friends had already tried, to prove that they could do it the same way they did.

 

"How… how do we do it?" Yeosang questioned, not really knowing what to say, trying to fill the silence, that heavy silence that had settled between them and that was only broken by the noise that the fan made turning its blades. "Do we… take off all our clothes… or…?"

“I'd rather… we just keep our… underpants on… at least…” Wooyoung answered, not even looking at him.

 

Yeosang nodded slowly. He didn't like being completely naked either, and no matter how thin the fabric of his underpants was, there would be something between them and that calmed him down a bit, but not much. Really, Yeosang still did not understand the reason for that game, but a couple of weeks ago, while they were a bit —quite— drunk, someone had said that they had seen on the internet that it was something that had become very fashionable among young people and that they had to try it like the rest of the world because they couldn't stay out of a trend like that. They had all accepted, obviously, and thus the game between them had begun.

 

Seonghwa and Hongjoong had been the first and then Yunho, San, Mingi and Jongho had followed. All the others had already done it and there were only them left in their group to do it, so, in the end, they had stayed that day for it... but Yeosang, despite the fact that he had accepted, despite the fact that he was there with Wooyoung willing to play the game, he still didn't understand the motive behind it, the purpose.

 

Because the boner test, the game they were going to play, consisted of rubbing against another boy and the one whose member became erect first was gay, for getting excited by rubbing against the other's member. Yeosang understood what the dynamics of the game were and understood that it was simply to make jokes between groups of friends on that subject for the rest of eternity... but he really knew that not being excited before was gay, because rubbing against anything made the cocks pointed to the sky in more or less time, depending on the sensitivity of each person and that did not reflect at all the sexuality to which he could belong. But hey, he hadn't invented the rules for that stupid game.

 

A deep sigh interrupted his train of thought and Yeosang looked to his left, seeing how Wooyoung had begun to undress after releasing that sigh, unbuttoning the colorful short-sleeved shirt he had worn that day, thus showing off his somewhat worked body. He was the envy of everyone in his group of friends, except for Jongho. After that, he got up from the floor where they were both sitting, in Yeosang's room, and took off his pants, kicking them a couple of times to finish taking them off.

 

"I'm done," Wooyoung told him. "Let's get this over with soon, then we'll meet the others and they'll want to know what happened".

 

Yeosang nodded to that, and as Wooyoung walked over to his bed, the boy got up from the floor and went to the door to lock it. They were alone in his house at the moment, but he didn't know if his parents or his sister were going to come back while they still came across the game or not, so, it was much better to be safe than sorry, he didn't really want someone to come to his house, suddenly enter his room and they will find him masturbating next to Wooyoung. That's why he made sure it was closed properly before taking off the thin yellow sweatshirt he was wearing over his short-sleeved t-shirt, the t-shirt he also took off, he didn't want it to wrinkle because it was the one he would wear when they went out with the boys, and then he unbuttoned his pants and took them off as well, leaving only his underpants in the room with Wooyoung.

 

It's not that they hadn't seen each other in their underpants before, they had seen each other many times, they had also seen each other completely naked on occasion because they had known each other for many years, but this was one situation they had never been in before, so it was strange. Because of that, Yeosang couldn't help but let out a nervous smile as he approached Wooyong, who had lain on his back on the bed and had closed his eyes, with his shirt open and wrinkling behind his back and as if he was waiting for everything to pass quickly.

 

"Don't laugh," the boy murmured.

 

Yeosang covered his mouth with his hands to keep quiet, but he couldn't stop that smile from appearing on his lips. Reaching the side of the bed he stopped and took a deep breath. He hadn't slept with anyone yet and he only knew about sex through what others had told him, the porn he had seen on the internet and some of the erotic books that her older sister hid... but that wasn't going to be sex, he was just going to rub against Wooyoung, it wasn't something too complicated either. He had already masturbated countless times before in his life, it wasn't going to make much difference just doing it together with one of his friends, Yeosang knew that some of his friends had watched porn movies together and they had masturbated in front of each other without any problem — besides, they had also done what they were about to do and nothing had happened—.

 

"Here we go…" he sighed, more to himself than for Wooyoung to hear.

 

The boy climbed onto the bed his friend was on and then crawled to get right on top of him, before lying directly against him, burying his face in the crook of Wooyoung's shoulder as he felt the skin of Wooyoung's chest against his chest, his legs and, above all, being fully aware of the other's member even through the fabric. It was weird. He had never felt anything like this before, a member against his… even though they were both completely limp, it was strange. However, before thinking too much about it, before backing down because his mind wouldn't let him rest, Yeosang began to move, brushing his hips against Wooyoung's again and again, gritting his teeth and sinking his toes into the mattress and his hands on Wooyoung's shoulders to give himself momentum.

 

The first strange moments were gradually overshadowed by the sounds of the mattress springs moving on him and the small sensations that were gradually increasing, in the same way that the size of his members inside his underpants increased.

 

Yeosang had stopped sweating from nerves and had begun to sweat from the effort, from the heat that was gradually settling in the room even though the fan blades kept turning and turning. Rubbing the skin of his torso against Wooyoung's, rubbing his crotches, stifling his gasps from the effort, he had begun to sweat much more than he had so far and he also noticed how the younger's body was also sweating, because his fingers they slipped from his shoulders causing him to grip them much tighter, sinking them into his flesh, though trying not to hurt him.

 

At some point, his movements became completely automatic, his hips rubbing against Wooyoung's and Wooyoung's responding to the movement in the same way, while the sensations in his body had gone much deeper and it seemed too hard to hold back his gasps, which wanted to make their way from his throat through his lips. Because with each touch, their members became bigger and bigger, harder and harder, more and more sensitive and Yeosang's mind was clouded and there was no room for anything else but to feel, feel and feel. He could no longer think about how strange it was to be rubbing one of his friends, he could no longer think that this game was over the moment one of the two turned on completely and his member hardened, Yeosang could only to think that he needed that contact more and more and he didn't want it to end until he reached the end.

 

Wooyoung was the first to let out a moan from his lips, a moan that practically collided with Yeosang's ear and, somehow, that moan triggered an electric current throughout his body, which ran down his spine and ended up in the fingers of his feet. And that moan also triggered the boy to stop clenching his teeth tightly and some moans finally escaped from his lips without being able to stop them because that electric current had left him almost without strength. He was already tired from the continuous movement he was doing, but that had made his body really stop belonging to him and obeying him, so, as much as he tried to move quickly against Wooyoung's member, his body forced him to go slowly and slowly, this was becoming too painful a torture.

 

Because at this point, Yeosang didn't care about the game anymore and all he wanted was to be able to cum... and because of how Wooyoung had just put his hands on his butt to make the contact much greater and to help him in his movement, the boy knew his friend was in the same shape as him.

 

Their gasps and moans filled the room, drowning out the sound of the mattress springs and fan blades almost completely as they rubbed against each other, their fully erect limbs becoming too sensitive, each time. more and more sensitive. Yeosang began to feel the fire building up little by little inside his and, at some point, his mind decided to reconnect and take him away from the pleasure, making him think, making him realize that this was going too far, that it was one thing to rub against his friend to play that game and quite another to do it until cumming with him because that implied many things, that made everything go too far and Yeosang didn't want to go that far. He shouldn't go that far. For that reason, before the fire continued to build up inside him, before the complacent orgasm came, before he really couldn't contain himself anymore, the boy summoned all the strength he had inside to separate himself from Wooyoung, rising from her body and moving to the other corner of the bed, pressing his back against the wall and closing his eyes.

 

For a few moments he couldn't hear anything, for a few moments he could only feel how the heat that his body accumulated, the heat that Wooyoung's body gave off, began to slowly leave him while his member was still inside his underwear, erect, aching, crying out for attention, wanting more and more. For a few moments nothing happened at all, until he came by again Yeosang listened as Wooyoung stirred on the bed and approached him, the mattress springs squeaking and the warmth of his closest body until he felt the younger's fingers brush his cheek and opened his eyes to meet the clear gaze of the other boy, clouded by the same desire he must have shown in his eyes.

 

"Why have you stopped? What's the matter?" he asked him.

 

Yeosang took a deep breath. He wanted to answer that it was because of the game, that both of them were already hard and that they shouldn't go ahead even if what they wanted most was to cum because the game was already over and, although they hadn't been able to verify who was the one who had gotten horny before, everything was over... but Yeosang couldn't answer that, he had to answer him with the truth, with what really worried him and with what had made him get away from him in that way, when both were close to reaching the long-awaited climax after of all the pleasure.

 

"If we continue, I don't know what's going to happen…" he murmured. "Is not the same…"

"Absolutely nothing has to happen," Wooyoung replied. "Only what you want to happen will happen".

"It involves much more... "

"It doesn't mean anything else... "

 

Yeosang looked into Wooyoung's eyes and could see that he himself was not believing his answers, that he was moved by desire, by the desire to reach orgasm with him. His friends had told them that after one of them got hard they had simply moved away from each other and masturbated away from each other until they came, but Yeosang felt the overwhelming need to climax and not do it alone. Wooyoung was only a few centimeters awau from his body and the only thing the boy wanted was to stick to his body and continue rubbing against him because he was completely sure that he was just not going to have those same sensations alone again and he wanted to continue having them.

 

"I don't believe you…" he finally whispered.

"But you need it just as much as I do," Wooyoung replied.

 

And Yeosang didn't know what to answer him because it was completely real that he needed him, it was too real that the only thing he wanted was to stick to his body to be able to continue with that, to be able to continue experiencing that pleasure, to be able to reach the end, without thinking, without thinking about anything, just feeling. He couldn't deny that he wanted it, that he needed it the same way Wooyoung needed it. For that reason, when the boy got closer to him, clung to his body again and began to rub their crotches against each other, he couldn't complain, couldn't say no, because he wanted it too.

 

However, after that pause, the brushing of his members with the fabric of his underpants wasn't enough anymore, he didn't feel as much as before, it wasn't the same anymore, he needed much more. But before he could say anything else, before he could tell Wooyoung he seemed to feel the same way as he did, because he quickly put his right hand between them and pulled their members out of his underpants to start rubbing them together, skin on skin. Yeosang couldn't stop a small moan from escaping his lips because this was too much, Wooyoung's hot member against his with absolutely nothing to separate them, his hand wrapping around them both and playing with them, their fluids mixing each time the sensitive extremities they rubbed against each other. Yeosang felt that his body ceased to really belong to him and he could not concentrate on anything other than the pleasure he was feeling in those moments.

 

Wooyoung's hand, firmly holding their members, didn't have to make too much effort for Yeosang to finally end up succumbing to the fire that had been unleashed inside him, finally reaching orgasm and cumming between them. With his mind and his eyes clouded by the ecstasy of the long-awaited climax, the boy could only feel slightly how the other moved his hand a little more to end up cumming with him too.

 

For a few moments in the room the only thing that could be heard was their somewhat hectic breathing and Yeosang didn’t dare to open his eyes until the tremendous sensations of orgasm didn’t begin to subside, finding himself with Wooyoung's face a few centimeters from his, regarding him with a warm gaze and a charming smile. For some reason, his heart started to malfunction at that moment and his heartbeat suddenly became erratic; but he tried to calm him down because nothing should change between them, nothing could change... even if all that had happened between the two of them.