Idol Thoughts

Chapter Three
The Twins

(Obsession)

I stepped out of the elevator and looked around, taking in the stylish, minimally furnished space that it opened onto. Two large, curvy sofas were arranged in a semi-circle around a low table, facing a wall that housed a swanky home theatre system. Two boys were lounging there, engrossed in their hand-held consoles. Both looked to be in their late teens, with very similar slim builds and buzz-cut hair. The outfits they wore were similar too - pastel coloured shorts and bright, baggy logo shirts. They could have been brothers, if it weren't for the fact that they had completely different skin tones. 

The dark-skinned boy noticed me first and jumped up, dropping his Switch onto the sofa. "Hey, man! Welcome. I'm Jaden, and this is Ash," he said, indicating his companion. 

"Yo," said Ash, not looking up from his screen. Ash was pale and blonde, with a constellation of cute freckles across his nose and cheeks. 

"Caleb," I said, raising a hand in greeting. "I'm supposed to meet, uh, some twins here?"

Jaden laughed. "Yeah, that's us. The others say we're inseparable, hence the nickname."

Ash paused his game and came over to greet me. "Damn dude, you look ripped!"

Jaden chuckled. "You're gonna fit right in. Come on, we'll show you the ropes."

The Twins showed me to my new bedroom, a bright, neutral-coloured space that I could personalise however I wanted. I ditched my luggage, and the tour began. 

  "This is my room," said Jaden as we passed, "and this is Ash next door." Both rooms were as messy as a typical teenager's, with posters on the walls and dirty clothes strewn all over. Each had desks with some serious gaming hardware set up. As we continued down the corridor I noticed that most of the doors were left open. It seemed the residents here didn't have much concern for privacy. 

  "Most of the other guys are out right now or away on assignment" said Ash, "But we can introduce you to a couple."

  "On assignment?" I asked, curious. 
  
  "Yeah," said Jaden, "Sometimes the guys need us to come to them if they're out on tour or whatever. Ji-ho's got a gig in Hong Kong for a week and Jeong's following ONEUS around on their Japanese promo." 

All the bedrooms had their own ensuite, but there was also a communal bathing room that boasted a jacuzzi, a sauna and a rain shower, which could easily accommodate several people. It was warm and steamy as we entered, with condensation dribbling down black tiled walls. A giant of a man stood under the shower, tall and athletic with a muscular build far larger than my own. His back muscles rippled as he rinsed the suds from his coppery skin.

  "Hey Tae!" Yelled Ash over the sounds of falling water, "fresh meat!"
  
Tae hopped out and came over to us, naked and dripping. He walked with a cocky swagger, and introduced himself with a strong, almost painful handshake. My eyes wandered over his impeccable action-figure frame. He had big, thick pecs with brown, suckable nipples, and an abdomen that looked like it was carved from stone. His gleaming torso had that perfectly alluring V-shape to it, and his legs were long and defined. Between them hung a chunky, mouth-watering cock, a real juicy slab of prime jock-meat. I couldn't take my eyes off it. 

  "See you around newbie!" Tae called over his shoulder, his tight, boxy muscle-butt swaying deliciously as he went back to the shower. We continued with the tour.
  
The Residence was arranged around a cluster of open-plan shared spaces, including the lounge area I'd entered into, a sleek, ultra-modern kitchen, an elegant dining room, a meditation room and a well-equipped gymnasium. We finished up on the opposite wing, where the remaining bedrooms were to be found.

  "I think Chen's in his room, let's go see."
  
I followed the boys down the hall and through the doorway they'd entered. Inside, most of the floor and furniture had been covered with white sheets. Dozens of canvasses of different size were spread around the room, some featuring colourful, playful portraits, while others had more abstract designs. Stood by an easel in the centre of the room was Chen. He was older than the other hosts I'd met so far, probably upwards of thirty-five, and had a distinctive look about him with his neatly trimmed beard and moustache. All he wore was a paint-splattered apron, which exhibited his furry butt beautifully.

  "Chen's our resident artist," said Ash, inspecting the work-in-progress. 
  
  "New model for you to paint, Chen" said Jaden.
  
  "Oh!" said Chen, looking me over. "A fine idea. Well, hello. Hello! What exquisite features you have. Do you mind if I ask your heritage?"

  "My mother's Korean. Dad's a mix of White and Latino," I said. I was used to the question.
  
  "Wonderful. How exotic! You simply must model for me sometime."
  
I promised that I would and we left Chen to his work, the three of us piling out into the corridor.

  "That's pretty much it for the Residence," said Jaden, "Wanna see the Terrace?"

Just as I was about to say yes, we heard a faint, muffled moan coming from one of the rooms down the way. 

  "Oh shit," said Ash, "I guess Lucas is back."
  
  "Lucas?" I asked, my interest piqued. "As in, from the video Hyun-ki showed me?"
  
  "Yeah," said Jaden, "The one and only. That was me in the video too, y'know." He grabbed his crotch and squeezed it, grinning.

We followed the sounds of sexual pleasure and came to a door that was slightly ajar. Jaden pushed gently and it swung open, revealing a scene that made my heart skip a beat. Lucas was there on the bed, knees up, working a huge blue dildo into his ass. His eyes were closed, his brow dappled with sweat, and on his perfect, angelic face was this pained expression that turned to ecstasy as the toy's meaty head disappeared inside. A soft, satisfied groan escaped his lips.

The three of us stood there for who-knows how long, watching Lucas fuck himself.

Let me take a moment to explain why this particular vision was so utterly entrancing to me. But first, a disclaimer. When discussing the subjects of my passions, I have a tendency to slip into a somewhat wordy and ostentatious manner of speaking, a by-product of an expensive and elitist education. Should that sound unappealing, I suggest that you skip over the rest of this over-long paragraph and its lofty verbiage. For those of you still with me, I'll continue. As previously mentioned, I am someone who adores beautiful things. An aesthete, you might say, with a predilection for youthful, androgynous men. Due to this particular quirk of my psychological make-up, the output of the K-pop industry had a singular resonance with me, focussed as it is on the kind of pristine, unattainably beautiful boys that I idolise. Over time, I'd become quite obsessed. Certain members of certain groups became mainstays of my fantasy life, like gods in a pantheon of glowed-up faces, and I would work myself into a lust-fuelled frenzy as I watched their videos, jerking and edging myself for hours on end. Lucas was a particular favourite, a sort of totem in my mind that represented everything I loved about this overly-stylised and artifice-heavy artform. And now, here he was. No longer fantasy but flesh and blood before me. I could provide an endless litany of flowery descriptors to suggest just how appealing he looked in that moment, but not one of them would do him justice.

Eventually, Ash broke the silence by clearing his throat. Lucas' eyes shot open at the sound and he turned his head to look our way. 

  "Oh, hey guys! I didn't see you there," he said, with the sweetest smile. He pulled the dildo from his hole and a string of gooey lube came with it, suspended in the air between the toy and Lucas' asshole. It sparkled in the light.

  "This is Caleb," said Ash, "the new recruit."
  
Lucas dropped the toy and swung his legs over the side of the bed, swiping a hand through lustrous brown hair. His body was slim and lithe, with just a hint of definition to its musculature. Down between his legs a snug white chastity cage held his manhood securely constrained, a strand of precum hanging precariously from its tip. He stood and held out a hand, and I took it.

  "Pleasure to meet you," he said, checking me out with this impish glint in his eye.
  
  "I'm- I'm a big fan," I stammered, star-struck. 
  
  "Thank you," he said, "I always love to meet my fans." 
  
I had basically exited my body at this point, love-hearts in my eyes, and I stood there awkwardly, still holding his hand. Just then, another appeared on my shoulder.

  "OK fan-boy, tour's not over yet," said Jaden, pulling me backwards. "You two can play together later, yeah?" 
  
The Twins jostled me out of the room, laughing. "Good luck with that monster, Lucas!"

The boys raced each other to the elevator, and we crammed ourselves inside. By the time we reached the roof my heart rate had almost returned to normal. 

The Terrace was a zen-like oasis of greenery, with a twisty gravel path that wound between well-maintained flower beds and shrubbery. In the centre stood a wooden gazebo, full of beanbags, cushions, and warm, fuzzy blankets. The most impressive part however, was the view.

  "So what do you think so far?" asked Jaden, flopping onto a pile of cushions. Ash crashed down next to him, then pulled a blanket over to keep them cosy. I sat on a big, squishy beanbag opposite.
  
  "This place is amazing," I said, "like something out of my dreams." 
  
  "Looked like you were crushing on Lucas pretty hard back there," said Ash, "is it true? You a fan?"
  
  "Oh my God, yes," I said, "but... he's just a client here, isn't he?"  

  "He used to be, and a regular at that. When the drama around his bad-boy behaviour got him cancelled the record company put his cock on lockdown, literally. After a while he asked to be allowed to work here as part of his 'rehabilitation'."  

We sat for a while in the fresh mid-day air, and The Twins quizzed me about my life and how I'd come to be recruited. I told them about my privileged upbringing and my distant, disinterested parents. I told them about my work as a fitness model and my side-hustle as an escort, sparing no detail. I explained how Hyun-ki had booked me for my services as a way of scouting me out, and that soon after Haruto had arrived with an offer. 

When I was done with my tale, I asked how these two young Americans had come to be in Seoul, and working somewhere like Silver Moon of all places. It turned out they were both the sons of US military officials based in Korea, and met at an English-language school for the families of those in the Forces. They'd formed a close friendship, spending all their time together, and eventually started fooling around. They'd been fucking ever since, and sometimes broadcast their play-times on cam sites. That was how they'd come to Hyun-ki's attention, and the rest was history.

  "We're not as buff as the others," Jaden said, "but we're still popular. I think it's 'cause we're foreigners."

  "Yeah," said Ash, "the whole Black and White thing. And it helps that we've got these, too!" 
  
He yanked away the blanket they'd been snuggled under. Two hard, circumcised cocks stood up straight between their legs, almost identical in length. Apparently they'd wriggled out of their shorts without me noticing. Both of them were big - bigger than me, and from what I'd seen, bigger than Tae. Lucas' little nub in its plastic prison was no contest. They sat there giggling and grinning mischievously as they waved their schlongs around, showing off. I could see why they were popular. Even if they hadn't been so well-hung, their goofy, energetic personalities and adolescent charms were enough to make you fall in love. 

  "Why don't you show us what you're working with new guy?"

My balls were already aching for release after all the sights I'd seen so far, and The Twins' impromptu display was the last straw. I whipped out my cock and slapped its weight against my palm a couple times as it hardened. Ash and Jaden ripped off their shirts and came to help me undress. Seconds later I was stood there naked, enjoying the mild summer breeze as it caressed my skin. The Twins knelt in front of me, one on either side of my now-solid cock, and Jaden reached out to grab it. He pointed it toward Ash's adorable face, and the blonde boy leaned in to take it in his mouth. Jaden's hand was still on my dick, and he placed the other on the back of his friend's head, pushing him down. I groaned when I hit the back of his throat. Ash pulled away, coughing a little, and Jaden swooped in for a taste. My cock was smeared with saliva, and Jaden made cute little satisfied sounds as he sucked on it. They took turns choking on my meat, watching and encouraging each other while they did. 

Next, both boys planted their soft lips firmly on either side of my shaft, then worked their way up and down along the length in unison. When they reached the tip, their wet mouths came together and they made-out around the head, tongues duelling.
 
  "All yours," said Ash as he pulled away and shoved my meat into Jaden's mouth. He crawled on his knees around behind me, and I felt his hands dip into my ass-crack to prise apart my cheeks. A sudden gust of wind swirled around us, and its coolness made my exposed hole twitch. Moments later I felt the moist warmth of Ash's slippery tongue as it lapped and poked at me, then slipped inside. 

If we'd had an audience, they would have surely marvelled at the sight of my statuesque, golden-brown figure flexing there in the sunlight, while this super-cute Black twink and his skinny vanilla bestie serviced me front to back with their talented mouths. 

The boys got up off their knees and we came together in a three-way make-out session. I could taste my cock on Jaden's lips, sweet and salty, while Ash's mouth smelled faintly of ass and man-musk. It was a delicious mixture and our dicks all stood hard at attention, rubbing together in our embrace.

  "I want you to fuck me," whispered Jaden. He dropped to his hands and knees amid the soft, fluffy cushions that surrounded us, and I crouched behind him. His butt looked perfect, like two juicy melons stuffed into a brown paper bag. Between his cheeks a dark, knotty asshole winked at me hungrily. I slapped my cock against it, hard.

  "Here, lemme lube you up," said Ash, as he swooped in to plug his pink tongue up his buddy's chute and slobber all over it. It was clear from the way he sucked and munched on Jaden's hole that he was a total ass-addict. Then he leaned back and spat on my cock, coating it in the slippery stuff. "I think you're ready bro!"

I let Ash guide me to Jaden's hole, then pushed. It was tight for a moment but relaxed almost instantly, giving way under the pressure. It seemed that years of railing each other with their enormous cocks had turned them both into pros at bottoming. I took my time at first, enjoying the view of Jaden's butthole opening around my manhood, then picked up the pace. I slapped his ass with a satisfying thwak and gave him long, deep strokes, pushing on his prostate with every thrust.  

Ash looked on dreamily, licking his lips. "I wanna taste it," he said, then reached in to pop me out of Jaden's hole. He sucked my cock into his mouth and slurped off the glaze of spit and ass-juice that coated it, moaning and stroking himself furiously. The filthiness of it drove me wild, and I spent a long time switching between Jaden's greedy, accommodating hole and Ash's drooling mouth, indulging in the sublime sensations that each orifice offered. 

Eventually Ash assumed the same position as his 'twin' and reached back to spread his cheeks. He pushed a finger to his rosebud and it swallowed the digit with ease. While I continued to pound away at Jaden I slid one of my own fingers into Ash, then another, twisting and turning them in his warm, slick hole. The boys kissed each other tenderly while I played with their pussies in the open air. From the roof of a nearby tower, a helicopter took off, flying away into the distance.

Soon enough I switched positions, hauling my cock out of Jaden's hole and shoving it into his buddy a moment later. I bottomed out in the White boy, then stuffed four fingers into Jaden, plugging him up. Ash's ass was equally accepting, and I fucked away at it like a jackhammer, balls slapping his taint. I continued to switch between the boys, getting their butts all sloppy and loose, wondering which hole would ultimately get my nutt. It wasn't long 'til I found out.

I felt a familiar tightness building in my balls as I inched closer and closer to orgasm, and it just so happened to be Jaden's hole that I was pegging when I finally unloaded. I grabbed his hips and pulled him onto me, fucking deep and furiously. A deep, loud moan escaped me as I came, flooding the boy with my seed. Wave after wave pumped out of me, seemingly never ending. Exhausted, I slumped backwards and my cock slipped out, followed by a steady ooze of white, creamy spunk that dribbled down Jaden's taint. Ash couldn't resist and leaned in to slurp it up, then sucked out the rest from his bro's freshly-seeded fuck-hole.

I lay there, dazed and drained, and as I recovered the teens stood over me jerking their meat. 

  "Last one to cum has to clean up the mess!" Ash declared, a wicked grin on his face. 

They stroked themselves even faster then, competing to see who could blow their load the first. Jaden fingered his asshole while he pounded away at his crotch, digging deep to massage his prostate. Ash played with his nipples, gasping as he twisted and tugged on them. Soon they both climaxed, knees bent, muscles tense, twin fountains showering me with a torrent of juice. But it was Ash that shot first. He'd won by a split-second, blasting his first volley against my cheek just before Jaden erupted. My chest was absolutely drenched with their cum. It dripped off my pecs and dribbled down my abdomen in gooey white streaks. Jaden was the loser, so he took his punishment and got to work licking up their loads with long swipes of his tongue. He made quick work of the job, like he was cleaning his plate after a delicious meal. Ash laughed and squeezed his cock, and the last drops of his spunk splattered onto my pecs. "Dude, you missed a bit!" 

We lay in a chilled-out heap for a little while, their slender arms and legs wrapped around my muscular frame, with the sounds of the city rising up from far below. Honestly, I couldn't have asked for a better welcome. I'd even forgotten, for a brief time, that Lucas had stepped out of my fantasies and was just downstairs.

Then, the elevator dinged, disturbing the peace. Haruto appeared, crunching along the gravel path, looking as professional as ever in his dark, stylish suit. "Would it have killed you to save your loads for this evening, boys?" He asked, with a note of disapproval.

  "But you told us to take good care of him!" said Ash, beaming.
  
  "Yeah," Jaden chimed in, "and we did. The best care!" I couldn't help but laugh along with them.
  
  "Be that as it may," said Haruto, "I need a moment with Mr. Park. Downstairs in, say, ten minutes?" He smiled and gave a tidy bow, then turned to walk away. "Oh, and boys, could you please keep your bedroom doors shut if you insist on leaving them in such an unsightly state? I could smell your dirty jockstraps from the other side of the building."