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Cold ramen fucking sucks, probably the worst thing ever. Jimin hated cold ramen with passion and yet, he couldn't help but ignore his big bowl of noodles because of the sight before him.
He ran his tongue along his bottom lip, moistening the skin and then pressing both his lips together. Jimin gulped, his drying throat being an indicator of just how screwed he was at the moment. He shouldn't be so turned on by something so normal, something he had seen for years now, but he can't help it. Watching his hyung's thin lips gradually get swollen because of the spicy ramen shouldn't be so....alluring.
“Aren't you gonna eat?”
Jimin blinked a few times to grasp the situation before giving Yoongi a tight lipped smile and a little, “in a minute”
Yoongi nodded and went back to his bowl.
Usually he would pester Jimin until the younger finished his food but today, Yoongi was famished. Concerts are never easy on the body, especially the kind he hosted.
Carbohydrates were his biggest friends at the moment.
Jimin raised an eyebrow at the way Yoongi was eating his food. A big portion of noodles slurped so easily by the elder that it astonished Jimin (and his cock).
He watched Yoongi gulp down the noodles down his throat so easily that he almost felt dizzy. Again and again, Yoongi hollowed his cheeks and then sucked the noodles in, which did some serious damage to Jimin because he could barely move.
His cock was getting uncomfortably hard inside his jeans, he needed Yoongi right now.
“How long has it been since you last had sex?”
Yoongi choked on his noodles and Jimin immediately rushed to get him a glass of water to soothe the cough.
“What the fuck?”
“Come on, don't act like we haven't slept together before.”
Yoongi punched his chest playfully while scowling at Jimin.
“For someone who has a song named filter, you sure don't have any filter when you speak.”
Jimin rolled his eyes, “Just answer the damn question hyung”
“Three months.”
“that's......long. Especially considering it's you”
“I haven't gotten much time lately because of concert practise.”
“Sounds stressful”
“It is.”
Jimin smirked, “Want help in getting some relief?”
Yoongi's face scrunched up in confusion,“What would you...oh.” The elder let out a breath as he realised what Jimin meant.
Yoongi chuckled, his voice low and his tone, teasing, “So that's why you couldn't bring yourself to eat properly. You were too busy gawking at me.”
“Not my problem you looked so hot eating something so simple. Does that throat of yours open up for other things too?”
“You, of all people know it does.”
Jimin stood up before winking at him, “Just wanted to hear it from you”
“horny motherf-”
Yoongi couldn't finish his word as a small finger pressed over his lips followed by a shushing sound by Jimin.
“You know you want it too hyung. Besides, I'm leaving for home tomorrow, give this night to me.”
Yoongi removed Jimin's finger from his lips before replying, “Who said I want anything to do with you?”
Jimin let out a laugh and then his gaze dropped to the elder's crotch.
“The little thing between your legs.”
Yoongi immediately turned red and rushed to put a cushion on his lap.
“Shut up.”
Jimin pushed Yoongi against the wall as soon as the elder got out of the washroom, he didn't even get to wipe his face.
“Was it really that urgent to wash your mouth?”
Yoongi rolled his eyes, “Yes, unless you want your dick to burn.”
Jimin nodded and laughed.
“What are you looking for tonight?”
“Initially it was just the desire to fuck your throat but now I'm just gonna let the night take it's course.”
“That's corny...but”
“but?”
“Hot”
Jimin chuckled before moving away from Yoongi a little only for the elder to be the one who pushes him against the wall. The younger one sucked in a breath as he watched Yoongi slowly bend down on his knees.
Without letting out any sound, he kept tracing Yoongi's movements with his eyes. He watched how the elder's strong fingers undid his zipper before dragging down his pants to his ankles.
Jimin's baby blue underwear had turned into a darker colour from the droplets of precum he was dripping. No one turned him on like Min Yoongi did.
Yoongi gently drew imaginary lines over the sensitive and clothed cock, drawing out a guttural moan from the younger man.
“Take it off hyung”
Yoongi obliged. His eyes shined as he watched Jimin's average sized but quite girthy cock standing high while a bead of precum was stuck on the tip. Yoongi used his hands to start stimulating Jimin, he gathered some saliva before spitting on his hand and used it as a lubricant to get Jimin's cock ready for his mouth.
“Holy shit arghhhh”
As he felt Yoongi's warm mouth on his dick, Jimin felt like he was in heaven. He let Yoongi blow him like there was no tomorrow.
He hollowed his cheeks just like he did with the ramen before taking Jimin in his mouth while simultaneously swirling his tongue on the tip.
Jimin's hands made it's way towards the elder's almost long hair and grabbed a fistful of it before halting Yoongi's actions.
Yoongi looked up at the younger one, his eyes now teary, the remnants of the eyeliner he used on stage mixing with the tears.
Jimin gently pulled out to let Yoongi breathe a little, his hand still gripping on the elder's hair.
“Are you ready to take me in your throat now?”
Jimin's voice was soft, unlike the devilish glint in his eyes. Yoongi immediately nodded and Jimin smiled.
“I need a verbal answer baby.”
“Yeah. Yes please…”
That's all Jimin needed to know before he tapped his dick on the elder's face seeking entrance. Yoongi sucked in a long breath before opening up, with his cheeks hollowed. Jimin slid into his throat without any resistance, making them both groan in unison.
The vibration from Yoongi's throat made Jimin almost come, but he had to hold himself, atleast for a few more minutes
“If you face any discomfort, tap on my thigh thrice and I'll immediately stop. Tap twice and I'll slow down. Got it?”
Yoongi nodded.
“Good. Focus on breathing through your nose.”
Hardening his grip on Yoongi's locks, Jimin started a brutal pace of fucking into the elder's throat. He groaned and hissed while using Yoongi's throat as his personal cocksleeve.
Even after all these years, Yoongi's lack of gag reflex surprised Jimin a little. He has given so many blowjobs before and has been even praised for his skills, but no one could ever compare with Yoongi.
More and more tears flowed down Yoongi's cheeks and his cheeks flushed crimson from the assault on his throat. It felt oddly satisfying, the way Jimin used him so recklessly, and yet he could see the light hint of concern in the younger's eyes looking for any sign of discomfort from Yoongi.
Jimin could feel he was close to edge and Yoongi could understand it too, from the way Jimin became more random in his thrusts instead of the rhythm he was following before.
Yoongi swiftly breathed through his nose while before humming a little to add to the pleasure for Jimin. He almost smirked from the way the younger's cock twitched inside his throat.
A little shit, as always.
To Yoongi's dismay, Jimin pulled out once again, “Where do you want it?”
“D-directly in my throat.”
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely.”
Jimin pushed in again. A few more thrusts, a strong clench of his stomach muscles, and he was coming.
Yoongi almost choked as the warm liquid went down his thread. Feelings of ecstasy warmed his body while he focused on his breathing so he could help Jimin finish.
When Jimin finally pulled out, Yoongi started coughing while the younger one gently raked his hand on Yoongi's soft hair.
“You good?”
“Never better.”
“Do you...w-”
“Take off your shirt and sit on the sofa, it's my turn to get a good ride from you.”
Jimin hosted a lazy smile on his face as he did whatever the older said. He sat on the sofa with his legs spread while stroking his soft cock gently.
He bent his head to watch the way Yoongi was moving around the room, carefully taking off all the jewellery he was wearing.
Yoongi took a duffel bag from the ground, opened it and started searching for something. After going through a few things he finally seemed to have gotten hold of the stuff he was looking for.
“Someone came prepared.”
Jimin lips curled in a sinister smile as he watched the oh-so-known bottle of lube and a packet of condom in Yoongi's hold.
“Don't flatter yourself, this was meant for the groupies.”
“And who said I'm not one of them?”
Yoongi put the things aside before gradually moving his hands towards his crotch. He fondled with his clothes cock and watched Jimin's hungry vision drink it all in.
In a teasing pace he undid the chain before getting rid of the jeans.He could feel himself flush into the deepest shade of red as he felt Jimin's gaze on his thighs.
The younger one had always been obsessed with his thighs. So many times he had left bruises all over his milky skin which made it almost impossible for Yoongi to wear shorts.
Jimin however, enjoyed it. Enjoyed watching Yoongi's body full of his marks. Their relationship didn't have a particular tag. All they had was pure passion and affection for each other which both Yoongi and Jimin refused to admit.
Then came times like these, when they would give in. Give in to the pleasure, give in to the fire of passion, give in to each other.
“God, you're k!lling me here.”
“Have patience for once in your life”
“You know that's not my style.”
Yoongi shrugged.
He took off his tee shirt next and goosebumps immediately erupted on his skin. The cold breeze from the air conditioner made him shiver for a second.
With his clothing now discarded, Yoongi made his way towards Jimin and straddled the younger before kissing him. Jimin wrapped his hands around the elder's waist and moaned into the kiss. Yoongi however didn't let it last too long. Within a few seconds, he pulled away, making Jimin groan in disappointment.
Jimin tugged at the black boxers the elder was wearing and clicked his tongue.
“Get rid of this already.”
“Not yet”
Yoongi wiggled out of Jimin's hold and immediately went for the lube and the condom. He laid himself on the empty side of the couch before lathering his fingers with lube.
Jimin traced his steps carefully as he watched Yoongi's expressions change into one of pure pleasure as he pushed in the first finger. His own hands made it towards his now semi-hard cock as he watched Yoongi finger himself.
One finger replaced another until Yoongi had three of his large fingers inside his lube slicked hole. His pale face had turned red from the pleasure he felt everytime he brushed against his prostate.
He knew he had to control but it's never easy.
“This is torture.”
“Good. You were the one getting all eager about fucking me.”
“Not my fault you're so good with your throat.”
In other circumstances, Yoongi would smirk with pride but at this moment he felt way too desperate to continue his banter with Jimin.
He pulled his fingers out one by one, hissing even at the slightest of friction from the ridges on his fingers. Yoongi poured some more lube on his hand and got closer to Jimin. With his other hand, he gently tugged at the appendage before passing Jimin the packet of condom.
With a mischievous expression on his face, Jimin ripped the packet with his teeth and then put it on his now hardened cock. Yoongi used his other hand to slick it up with the lube before standing up.
He made his way in between Jimin's widespread legs and straddled the younger again. This time, Jimin's hand immediately made it towards the swell of his ass and landed a spank on Yoongi.
A low, breathy moan escaped Yoongi's lips from the impact.
“You're so pretty.”
“I know.”
“I know you know. I just wanna say it again and again.”
Loud moans filled the room as Yoongi finally sunk in on Jimin's cock. He gripped the younger one's shoulders while his head bent back from the pleasure.
“Holy shit oh god”
Jimin tightly held Yoongi's waist as he watched the elder make himself comfortable.
“You good?”
“I'm ready”
Yoongi had always been good at riding him but something about today was different. The way he was bouncing himself on Jimin's cock, plenty of moans spilling from his pretty lips and driving the younger one a little more crazy. Beads of sweat covered both of them but they didn't care. Jimin started licking and sucking on Yoongi's nipples to add to the already blinding pleasure.
Every now and then Jimin landed a smack on either his thighs or ass drawing out mewls from Yoongi.
“Did I tell you how sexy you were on that damn stage. I felt like I could eat you up.”
“I f-felt so stressed because you were there. Felt like I could do better.”
Jimin peppered little kisses on Yoongi's neck, “You were perfect. You always are.”
He kept kissing Yoongi's neck before he tried to sink his teeth in the unblemished skin only to be stopped by Yoongi.
“Can't go on stage with a hickey.”
Jimin groaned in disappointment but obliged and went back to giving Yoongi little kisses on his jaw and neck.
“I don't think I'll last much longer.”
“Let go whenever you want honey, I'll join you right after.”
Jimin went back to his hard grip on Yoongi's waist and started bouncing the elder on his cock at an expedited pace. Yoongi screamed as his prostate was hit again and again.
“Jimin please-”
“Please what baby?”
“Kiss me.”
Hastily, Jimin lifted his face up and Yoongi joined their lips together, this time the kiss much deeper. Yoongi rolled his hips one final time before his untouched cock spurt out ropes of cum.
Jimin didn't stop his ministrations at all and continued to bounce Yoongi on his cock. Even though overstimulated, Yoongi wanted more, he wanted to give Jimin a mind blowing orgasm like his and then curl up to him the whole night.
“So good, so tight. There's no one like you, hyung.”
Yoongi blabbered incoherent words as the pleasure drove him crazy. When he felt Jimin twitch inside him, Yoongi knew the younger was close, and so was he, once again. Jimin bit his lower lip with his teeth to grasp a hold of himself as he teetered at the edge of his orgasm.
Finally the coiling tension in him snaps and Jimin cums, his eyes closed in the feeling of ecstasy. With his eyes still closed, Jimin's hand reached for Yoongi's cock and started stroking it.
The elder's hips bucked at the sudden addition and within seconds, he came again, all over his and Jimin's body.He joined his forehead with Jimin's before they both burst out in laughter.Jimin pecked his lips and hugged him tightly.
“That was.....something”
Yoongi giggled, “
Ground breaking stuff, really.”
After a few minutes of staying like that Jimin pulled away, to Yoongi's dismay.
“We need to get cleaned baby. Come on.”
“Just stay like this, a little longer.”
And when was Jimin ever strong enough to say no to Min Yoongi.