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frat boys, Jimin thinks, are the gayest fucking men on the planet. There is nothing more homoerotic than living in a frat boy house. Sometimes, even for Jimin, a raging homosexual, the frat boy experience is simply too gay.
Maybe they should just not allow frat boy houses anymore. 90% of the boys are bitchless virgins praying to finally get laid. Putting them all together in some sort of mancave without supervision is just asking for trouble.
Jimin remembers the first day he moved in here and one of the guys said I dare everyone to take off their pants and the first one who gets hard has to suck all of the others off.
He was the only one standing there with his heart in his throat, no one else batted an eye. They either indulged or laughed it off. Some would be kind of too eager to do it. In the end they never go through with these kind of things, but there is a thin line. With the right amount of alcohol and drugs, Jimin is sure that line will completely disappear.
It’s mind-boggling really. He has a hard time getting laid both because there aren’t many gay men, and because he lives in the frat boy house. Where everyone thinks he’s straight for some reason?
It’s not like he hides it, they’re genuinely too dumb to realise. He has a group of girl friends who come over once in a while, and they think he’s fucking all of them. He’s earned their respect, he’s been called the rizzler, the pussy slayer, and anything else along those lines.
But, the point is that he’s going through lengths trying to find some gay guy for the night, while he could just propose to his roommates that he’d suck one of them off if they do it in exchange, and he’ll have 6 volunteers. He doesn’t, however, because he thinks it’s a little unethical. Also, there aren’t any guys in the house he feels attracted to.
That’s a blatant lie. there is one guy, Jeon Jeongguk. But he is the least ethical choice.
Because compared to the other frat boys, Jeongguk is kind. He just turned 21, the youngest of the bunch, the funniest, a little more shy than the rest.
Jimin has an unhealthy crush on him that he’s been hiding so well. And with that he means he’s almost never talked to Jeongguk or even looked at him longer than 2 seconds. And Jeongguk probably thinks Jimin hates him. So, that’s good! It certainly hides the fact that Jimin gets hard when he catches a glimpse of his torso.
All that aside, he’s come home from another disappointing date. He’d been talking to the guy on grindr for a while now (just one day actually) and they met up just for the guy to start nagging about his work. God, he prepped himself and all, got himself all opened up just to be bored to death.
So, he opens the door expecting to walk in on his normal frat boy house messy living room. Instead he walks in on what looks like some sort of porn video. Around 10 guys, drunk out of their minds, sitting there butt naked, watching something which looks like a game on the big screen, jerking off.
“Jimin! You made it! You rascal, just came back from your side chick?”
Hoseok asks, beaming at him like this is a normal encounter. Jimin pretends it is, pretends Hoseok’s cock is not in his peripheral as he walks in slowly, lets his bag drop off his shoulder.
“No I was on a date with a guy, but he couldn’t shut up about his boss being a dick, so I dipped.”
Hoseok snorts, shakes his head.
“Your sarcasm is top class as always.”
Jimin really tries to tell them sometimes, but they never actually let him be gay. right now he can’t concentrate on that anyway, he’s looking at all the guys who seem to not even register he’s walked in.
All except Jeon Jeongguk, whose big brown eyes are now on him. Jimin almost gasps seeing Jeongguk here, among this mess. Usually Jeongguk is the one who stays out of trouble, who doesn’t indulge in the madness of the fratboy house. Now, he’s sitting there, just as naked, just as drunk.
Jimin can’t help it, eyes speed running over Jeongguk’s body to take it in. Just a glimpse. He’s got a nice, big cock. Of fucking course he does. He internally groans and wishes Jeongguk would be at least 0.2% gay. That would be enough, Jimin could make him his.
“Come join, we’re doing this edging challenge, the loser has to pay for all the food tomorrow.”
Jimin looks at the screen, sees some sort of green line countdown, instructions written above it, telling the viewers to jerk off slowly. When the line stops, there’s a red line countdown, telling the viewers to stop touching. And then after a few seconds another green line countdown, telling them to jerk off, playful words written above it “ do you want to come?”
Some guys groan in frustration, some laugh softly. Jeongguk doesn’t really seem fazed by it. Now that the younger is looking at the screen, Jimin eyes over his body once more, watches how Jeongguk plays with his cock, teases over his shaft, rubs over the head.
Fuck. Don’t stare.
“I-I shouldn’t join, I have a test tomorrow, so-“
“Aah come on-“
“Dude you suck-“
“Don’t be a fucking pussy.”
The guys throw some socks and underwear at him, trying to get him to join.
Jimin is seriously doubting it. He would never have doubted this if Jeongguk wasn’t there, but he’s still quite horny from opening himself up earlier. and now Jeongguk and his big cock are in front of his eyes like the apple in front of eve’s. And he is no saint.
“Alright. Fine.”
He says, ridding himself of his shirt first, doesn’t really mind multiple eyes on him as he undresses. He has a good body, and he knows it. Flaunts it a little bit when he takes his pants and boxers off.
“Jesus you have an ass on you.”
One of the guys, Taehyung, says. Jimin highly suspects he’s gay. Probably doesn’t know it yet himself. Some guys laugh at Taehyung for saying it, some guys snort, some guys agree. Jimin knows he’s kind of blessed in that area, he’s rather proud of it.
“By the way, the game is already like 3 minutes in, so you have to get off for 3 minutes first so we’re all even.”
Hoseok says, pausing the edge challenge and then gesturing at him to sit down. There’s only one open spot next to Jeongguk on the couch. Jimin hesitantly takes it, tries to act aloof when their thighs touch.
“Okay; I have a timer, you start in 3, 2, 1.”
So, this might be the least sane thing he’s gonna do in his life. But he’s 6 beers in to deal with his previous date, and whatever, he’s bored. Circle jerking with his roommates isn’t all that bad anyway.
He jerks himself off in complete silence at first. Can feel all eyes on him as he does it, and maybe it turns him on a little, how would they notice? They’ll never accuse him of doing this on purpose. Arching his back a little on purpose, spreading his legs a little on purpose, throwing his head back a little on purpose, moaning a little on purpose.
More than jerking off, he loves to hear some gasps and ragged breaths from his roommates, knows they’re watching, knows they’re questioning why they find it hot. Jimin loves ruining men.
He hadn’t expected Jeongguk to look though. When he opens his eyes and sees those big brown eyes taking him in like he’s some sort of lust object, it makes his cock twitch, his cheeks turn pink.
Bad idea, this was a bad idea. He shouldn’t have acted on a whim, but now there’s no way out. Worse is, he can’t stop staring back at Jeongguk, kind of gets a kick out of it to have him looking at him like this. Especially because Jeongguk gets flustered, the eye contact is too long. some of the guys even call them out.
“Woah, you two having a good time?”
“What you looking at Jeon?”
Jeongguk gets underwear thrown at his head, and then he quickly looks away. Jimin spots that blush dusting over his cheeks though.
“Alright Park, your time is up. Let’s continue the game.”
Hoseok calls.
Jimin almost forgot there was a game. He stops touching himself, looks down at his cock. It’s nice and thick, even though he’s not as big as most the guys in the room, he likes his girth. Likes the colour of the head of his cock. soft pink, just like his lips. It’s nicely curved too, and he shaved just this morning. All clean and smooth for his date.
Instead he’s with his roommates jerking off to some lame edging game. Ah, whatever. He’ll take this to the grave.
He watches the green line countdown, the instructions saying to jerk off only with two fingers. So he does that, though it’s kind of difficult to make a tight circle with his small fingers. Wonders if Jeongguk has any trouble with that..
Hm..
Jimin takes a quick glance at Jeongguk, makes sure he’s watching the screen, and then he casts his gaze down. Jeongguk’s cock looks good, nice long tattooed fingers rubbing just over the head of his cock. It’s pretty, Jimin forgets to watch the screen, sizes Jeongguk up. It’s quite big, looks heavy, pretty vein along the shaft, a nice dark pink cockhead.
Jimin’s mouth waters, and he wishes he could get between Jeongguk’s legs and suck his dick right there, but he thinks there’s a lack of drugs in the room for it to go unnoticed.
“Jimin, don’t cheat.”
One of the guys, Namjoon, calls.
Jimin turns back to face the screen, sees that he’s supposed to jerk off faster, but forgot to touch himself in the process of staring at Jeongguk’s cock.
He clears his throat and focuses on the game then. Jerk off, stop, jerk off, stop, play with your balls, stop, spit in your hand and jerk off slowly, stop. It goes on like that for a bit until the instructions get a little more interesting.
Everyone freezes when the new green line countdown shows, and the instructions are “ lick your partner’s biceps ”
Apparently it’s a couple edging game. None of the frat boys were prepared. All of them cough awkwardly and some laugh to lighten the mood, but then there’s Taehyung.
“We should do it. This is the game. If you don’t do it you drop out and have to clean up the house.”
“That’s fucking gay dude, I’m not doing that.”
One of the guys says, as though circle jerking somehow defies the laws of the lgbtq. This is not gay, this is bonding.
Hoseok pauses the game.
“I agree with Taehyung. The game is king. The game has begun, you cannot stop it.”
Jimin blinks, watches as the guys start to argue about whether or not they should do it. He wisely shuts up, just lets them bicker among themselves, watches Jeongguk instead.
Jeongguk doesn’t say a thing either, his big eyes just follow the people talking as he gnaws cutely on his lower lip. If they were to go through with this, Jeongguk would be his partner. Jimin would get to lick Jeongguk’s biceps. And though it’s kind of a weird instruction, it’s not like he would mind! At all!
“Jimin. Rizz god. Slayer of pussy. I think you should decide.”
Hoseok says then. All the guys turn to look at him. They seem to agree that he is the leader of this pack. Jimin, the raging homosexual. The only one in this group who takes cock up his ass.
Man, frat boys are such interesting creatures.
Jimin rubs his chin, like he’s actually thinking about it, and then nods solemnly.
“I say, the game is king. If you don’t dare to lick someone’s biceps.. it’s because you’re afraid you might like it.”
Now that reverse psychology always works. All the guys except Jeongguk start exclaiming loudly that of course they’d lick a guy’s bicep to prove that it’s not gay. They’re not gay because they don’t like it.
Jimin hides a smirk behind his hand, looks away for a few seconds because it’s too entertaining. But then Hoseok starts the game, and he realises that he needs to lick Jeongguk’s bicep now.
Right, he did this to himself.
Jimin pushes his blonde hair back, swallows as he turns towards Jeongguk, who awkwardly turns to him as well. Jeongguk has a flushed face, his black hair sweaty at the ends, eyes a little lust-glazed. Jimin has to give it his all not to just kiss him instead, those pretty pink lips with that cute freckle beneath them.
In the meantime the green line is counting down, so he grabs Jeongguk’s elbow, a little excited as he leans in and licks his bicep. It’s nothing too much, but it does make Jimin’s mind spin, maybe just because it’s Jeongguk whom he’s been crushing on for a while. Maybe because Jeongguk is strong and his biceps are pretty.
Jeongguk doesn’t say anything, seems to be holding his breath. And then he does the same, grabs Jimin’s arm, leans in, hesitantly licks over his bicep. It tickles. Nothing particularly exciting about it but for the fact that it’s Jeongguk. His tongue feels hot.
Jeongguk stays down there a little longer, and breathes in deeply, before he moves back and faces the screen.
Huh..
Jimin blinks, wonders if he’s put on some sort of body cream or perfume or deodorant. But he’s got no time to dwell on it, as the countdown starts again. He jerks off lazily, hopes that there will be more of those couple things.
It takes a half a minute, and then there’s a:“ Let your partner slap your balls gently. ”
Fuck. Jimin has always liked to do that to his partners, into the degrading thing. He’s ready to go for it, when one of the guys throws the same fit. Saying it’s too gay, they can’t do this.
“The game is king. Stop the game, you’re cleaning the house.”
Taehyung repeats.
The guy curses, and then sighs. No one wants to clean the frat house. It’s like a pig’s stall. And so the guy stays in the game.
Jeongguk has opened his legs a little wider already, looking the other way as though he’s ashamed. Jimin kind of likes that, feels heat rush up his neck as he leans in. Jeongguk’s balls look tight and a little blue, like he’s been on edge for a while now. Jimin almost feels bad when he gently slaps against them and Jeongguk whimpers softly.
Fuck.
Without anyone noticing he scoots a little closer to Jeongguk, needs to have their bodies touch a little more, sides pressed up against each other.
Jeongguk doesn’t move for a bit, so Jimin gently nudges him with his arm.
“Your turn.”
“O-oh. Sorry.”
Jeongguk seems flustered, like he’d completely forgotten he’s supposed to do the same thing to Jimin.
Actually, Jeongguk seems.. naturally submissive. That really stirs something in Jimin, his breathing gets a little heavier, eyes unable to leave Jeongguk’s face.
It’s bad that this pleases him so much. Seeing Jeongguk’s cheeks burn up in shame as he gently slaps against his balls. It’s bad but he can’t help it, it turns him on. He’d love to put Jeongguk even more on the spot, make him do something dirty in front of everyone else.
But he can’t, won’t. They’re at a circle jerk fest, and Jeongguk is straight, as far as he knows.
The green line appears again.
“ Let your partner spit on your cock.”
God, fuck .
Jimin doesn’t want to admit it, but this weird circle jerk fest might be the hottest thing he’s experienced in a few years. When he can see Jeongguk’s cock twitch from the corner of his eye, he really almost folds. Almost wants to invite him to his room.
Instead he leans down, might be a little too eager to do this. He curls his hand around Jeongguk’s cock even though that wasn’t in the instruction, and then spits on it. Watches his saliva slowly slide down over the shaft, making it glisten enticingly. Jeongguk moans. Everyone can hear it, it’s loud, raspy. It sends an electric shock through Jimin’s body.
Some guys laugh, maybe to make the situation less dense, less serious. Some call him gay, Jeongguk doesn’t seem to care, eyes closed in bliss, head thrown back.
Fuck.
Jimin can’t help himself, spits on his cock again, smears his saliva over the head of Jeongguk’s cock with his thumb, just to hear him moan again, even louder this time.
“Yeah, you like this hm?”
He hears himself say it, it just leaves his mouth without his permission.
His hand starts to move, so used to getting another guy off that it just goes through the motion automatically. Jeongguk gasps, but doesn’t stop him, opens his legs wider instead.
“Fuck- fuck . Jimin-“
Oh yeah, he’s gonna ruin Jeongguk tonight. Doesn’t care who’s watching. Jimin can see the disappointment in Jeongguk’s eyes when he takes his hand off, and it’s thrilling.
“It’s your turn.”
He says, loving how Jeongguk can barely get a grip, chest heaving, unable to keep his head up. But with a little effort, Jeongguk moves, leans down hesitantly, spits once, kind of pathetically, misses Jimin’s cock.
Fuck. Jimin loves his men like this. Horny, desperate and submissive. He fists his hand in Jeongguk’s raven hair, pushes him down a little further.
“That the best you can do?”
“Mmh- fuck .”
Jeongguk curses at himself, like he’s embarrassed to moan in this situation. Jimin does his best not to smirk, but the corners of his mouth curl upwards when Jeongguk spits again, better this time.
“That’s it, very good.”
He praises, caressing through Jeongguk’s hair before releasing it. And it seems the praise works even better than the humiliation, as Jeongguk leans back up and looks at him like he can’t function without hearing that again. Even cuter is when Jeongguk scoots closer to his side.
The green line countdown continues, but Jimin is barely following it. He just stares at the words blankly, watches how all of the guys seem to be kind of on edge, waiting for the next couple challenge.
It’s so funny really, so palpable in the air that everyone wants it to escalate, they’re just waiting for an excuse. Jeongguk as well, is fidgety next to him, waiting for it.
It’s hot. Jimin makes sure no one is watching them as he gently caresses through the hairs at the nape of Jeongguk’s neck. Just that slight touch makes Jeongguk shudder, soft fastened breaths falling from his lips, eyes falling closed. The green line is still counting down, yet Jeongguk isn’t moving his hand at all.
Jimin chuckles breathily.
“You’re supposed to jerk off now.”
He whispers, pulling softly on Jeongguk’s hair. The younger listens immediately, hand finding its way back around his cock, flicking his wrist in a slow pace. Jimin watches it shamelessly, loves to see the buildup of sweat on Jeongguk’s body, the slightly transparent bead of precum glistening on his pretty cockhead.
“God, you have a nice, big cock..”
It slips out accidentally. Jimin is lucky it’s just a whisper because he’s sure the guys wouldn’t let that one go. He’d be found out right on the spot. Jeongguk does pause a little, looks at him with his big sparkly eyes, cheeks a pretty pink.
“Yeah? If.. if you wanna- you can- you.. uhm.”
Oh?
Jimin raises an eyebrow, but Jeongguk flusters, looks at the screen instead and bites on his bottom lip.
Pity, he’s pretty sure Jeongguk was about to let him touch.. oh well. He looks back at the screen as well, hears some gasps from the other guys.
Rub your cock against your partner’s crotch
Even Jimin feels breathless as he reads it, but there’s excitement in his body as he looks at Jeongguk next to him. He’s always loved frotting, and Jeongguk’s big cock looks perfect right now, already so wet from his spit.
Some of the guys start complaining again, and Jimin would have waited it out if it wasn’t for Jeongguk practically pulling him on top, making him straddle him.
Eager.
Jeongguk pretends he isn’t though, looks away as if this was absolutely not his idea. It’s kind of cute.
“Woah.. you two really take the game seriously.”
Hoseok says, laughing nervously. The extra attention makes Jeongguk even more shy, so Jimin turns and looks at the rest of the guys.
“What? You’re not gonna do it? Afraid you’ll turn gay?”
He asks, has all of them in a chokehold. There are certain trigger words for frat boys, and Jimin knows all of their weaknesses.
“Jimin is right, we need to face this challenge. If you stop now it’s because you’re afraid you’ll like it too much.”
Taehyung says, making all the other guys protest again. Because of course they’ll prove they’re not gay by humping their roommates, this is the pinnacle of manhood.
Amidst the discussion, Jimin suddenly feels a hand around his cock. He turns to look at Jeongguk, who’s avoiding eye contact as he rubs their cocks together, one hand wrapped around both of them.
Fuck.
A soft moan escapes him as he looks down, sees how gently Jeongguk moves his hand, rocks his hips up. It’s an obscene sight, his pink cockhead rubbing against Jeongguk’s, precum leaking from the slit and wetting Jeongguk’s shaft.
“ Mmh ..”
When he looks up, he finds Jeongguk staring back at him. Well, him? The direction of his gaze is lower, fixated on his lips. Heat spreads through Jimin’s body, wishes he could just close the distance.
Instead he decides that he’s gonna drive Jeongguk insane. He has nothing better to do anyway. So he leans closer, aligns his lips with Jeongguk’s ear as he rolls his hips sensually.
“Your cock feels so good against mine.”
Jeongguk’s breath staggers, and his free hand wraps around Jimin’s hip, keeping him close.
“Mmh.. fuck . Yeah?”
“Yeah. It’s so pretty too. You’ve got such a fat cockhead, whoever gets to suck you off is lucky.”
Jeongguk whimpers, a sound that goes straight to Jimin’s cock. Everything from a man whimpering to begging has him completely on edge. Especially when they look as good as Jeongguk, all sweaty and desperate.
“I- I want to- fuck . keep talking please.”
Now that, Jimin is pretty good at.
“Bet anyone would love to give you head, eager to have your come down their throat.”
He’s talking about himself here, hopes it’s not too obvious. If Jeongguk notices at all, he doesn’t say anything, just throws his head back against the edge of the couch, moaning eagerly, vividly imagining it.
“A-ah Jimin- I can- fuck .”
“Bet it tastes good too..”
Yeah, Jeongguk is going insane. Jimin can see it in the way his eyes roll back, his hands now tangling around Jimin’s waist to pull him closer, needing him one way or another. Jimin doesn’t mind it at all, would kind of like it even to shock everyone in the room.
“You could make anyone come just by sliding it in. your big cock could fill anyone up so good.”
Anyone ..
Jeongguk is humping against him hard and fast, no sense of anything, just a horny little thing trying to come. It occurs to Jimin that the other guys have said Jeongguk is a virgin. He doesn’t even know what it’s like to fuck someone, which is probably why he wants him to keep talking, so he can imagine it.
How cute.
Jimin chuckles softly, leans in to whisper against Jeongguk’s ear.
“Would you fuck me if I asked you to?”
It’s a little risky, but Jeongguk moans longingly, then nods frantically.
“Yeah- yes hyung. I want to- I would fuck you.”
I want to
That’s all he needs to hear really.
“You know.. I fucked myself with a dildo a few hours ago.. think you could just slide inside right now, I’m probably wet enough.”
“Oh- oh fuck . Really?”
Jeongguk pants, hands slipping down to Jimin’s ass cheeks, spreading them impatiently, trying to bury his cock between them. It’s pure animalistic instinct, Jimin can tell by the wild look in Jeongguk’s eyes, the ragged breaths, the heat radiating off of his body.
“Yeah, if you say please, I’ll let you have me right here.”
“Please, please hyung- fuck .”
Jeongguk looks pretty when he begs, his dark eyes seem a little teary, and Jimin folds immediately. He reaches down and guides Jeongguk’s cock to his rim, gasps when he feels just how big the head of Jeongguk’s cock is.
Fuck, maybe he should have used a bigger dildo.
Jeongguk gives him no time to even think about it, because he bucks his hips up instantly, simultaneously pulling Jimin down by his hips to make his cock slam inside of him all at once. The stretch is overwhelming, but it doesn’t hurt as much as it feels good.
“Ah! Fuck- Jeongguk, fuck, easy.”
His moan was so loud that now he’s gathered all of the guys’ eyes on them. Jeongguk seems to notice it too, cheeks turning pink as he focuses just on one point with his eyes.
None of the guys in the room even says anything, all too stunned to speak. What to even say in this situation? Jimin isn’t sure either, all he knows is that Jeongguk fills him up really good, and he wants him to move.
So he does it himself, lifts his hips slowly, glad he used so much lube earlier, and then sinks down on Jeongguk’s cock again.
“Holy shit they’re actually fucking.”
“Yeah- they’re- wow. And Jimin’s ass-“
“Stop talking about Jimin’s ass.”
“Sorry, but look at it.”
Jimin drowns the voices out, concentrates just on Jeongguk, who seems to be in complete bliss just letting Jimin ride him slowly on the couch. He’s all limp, looking up at him like he is a god. Jimin kind of likes it, flashes him a small smirk as he rotates his hips, knowing just how to drive him insane.
“Well? Are you gonna fuck me or are you scared you’ll come within 2 seconds?”
“Both.”
Jeongguk answers breathlessly, hands clamping around his hips as he starts to move slowly. Jimin can feel his cock pulse inside of him, telling sign of how close he must be to his climax. Jeongguk bites his lip hard as he tries to endure, hoping the slow pace will grant him some time.
Jimin chuckles softly, clenches around him just to be a dick.
“A-ah, please don’t- I don’t wanna come first.”
Jeongguk whimpers, holding his hips tightly to keep him still, burying his face in the crook of his neck.
Jimin almost forgot they were playing that game. He bites his lip to hide a smile as he tangles his arms around Jeongguk’s neck, then glances around. Taehyung and Yoongi are watching them instead of the screen while touching themselves, and Hoseok and Namjoon are still frotting even though the timer is up. The others seem lost in pleasure either touching themselves or the other, there’s no more excuses going around.
Then, finally Jeongguk starts to move. Jimin moans softly in surprise, turns back to look at Jeongguk’s hazy lidded eyes, red cheeks, pink lips. Jimin let’s him do the work, enjoys the inexperienced little thrusts, the way he shifts to find the best angle. How cute.
“Fuck- it feels so good-“
Jeongguk pants, eyes closing in concentration as he gyrates his hips, then buries his cock deeper inside.
“Mmh.”
Jimin is very content that his date didn’t work out, he wouldn’t have missed this for the life of him.
“God, Jeongguk is really fucking Jimin. He’s just- fuck .”
Taehyung moans softly, making Jimin aware of how closely they’re being watched. He likes that. Jeongguk seems to like it too, because he leans back a little and lifts Jimin by his hips slightly, then slowly makes him sink back down on his cock. As if he needs to show it off, needs them to see that he’s finally getting his dick wet.
There’s multiple groans, Jimin doesn’t know who, but Jeongguk seems pleased, repeating the motion just to be a brat.
“I want to fuck Jimin too, just fucking look at how well he can take-“
“ Taehyung .”
Yoongi cuts him off.
Jimin revels in the praise, and Jeongguk makes it his mission to let everyone know how good it feels, moaning loudly as he picks up the pace. The room fills up with skin slapping against skin sounds and the slight creaking of the couch.
“Mmh fuck- Jeongguk.”
He bounces on his cock, loves how deep it reaches inside of him. Then he leans in for a kiss, can’t help himself, he’s been wanting it for some time now. When their lips touch, Jeongguk’s eyes widen a bit, but then he shuts them tightly and kisses him back.
Even the way he kisses is cute and desperate. Jimin can’t help but smile as Jeongguk licks into his mouth, sucks on his lower lip, bites on it after, trying to do everything at once as if he’ll never get the chance again.
“Calm down, you can kiss me whenever you want.”
“ Mmh .. fuck, really hyung?”
Jeongguk asks, looking up at him with his big innocent eyes. Oh, Jimin is so weak for him. He brushes some of Jeongguk’s black hairs out of his face, tilts his chin up with his hand.
“Yes, you can come to my room and fuck me whenever you want.”
That has Jeongguk’s eyes rolling back, thrusting into him harder, sweaty hands around his hips holding him even tighter as he moans uncontrollably.
“H-hyung- fuck- Jimin- fuck -“
Jimin gasps at the rough pace, curls a hand around his own cock because it’s just so fucking beautiful to see Jeongguk fall apart like this. Completely flushed, head thrown back, using him as a ragdoll.
“Can I- can I come inside of you?”
Jeongguk pants. Some of the other guys moan at the question, and Jimin is pretty sure one of them just busted, as a loud string of swears follow right after. He grins at that, leaning in to steal another kiss.
“Mmh, I usually don’t let anyone come inside of me..”
He says, just to see Jeongguk’s eyes fly open in fear, hips stuttering, trying to come to a halt, but he’s almost there, and Jimin knows. It’s just so good seeing the realisation on Jeongguk’s face, that he can’t stop anymore. As cherry on top, he fucks himself on Jeongguk’s cock, clenches around him until he sees Jeongguk’s jaw drop.
“Ugh- fuck - ngh fuck I’m- I’m coming .”
Jimin smirks when Jeongguk throws his head back and drags out a loud moan, hips snapping up harshly, burying his cock deep inside of him as he comes. It’s a beautiful sight, and it feels even better, being filled up like this, warm sticky come inside of him.
Jeongguk then pulls him into an embrace, burying his face in his neck as he keeps thrusting into him.
“Nngh sorry- I’m sorry I-“
“Yeah? Are you really sorry?”
Jeongguk nods frantically, and Jimin feels his heart clench because Jeongguk is so cute and so fun to tease.
“You’re sorry, yet you’re still forcing it deeper inside of me.”
Jeongguk moans at that, still not able to stop thrusting into him.
“You’re not sorry hm? You want me all filled up.”
“ Yeah - fuck.”
Jeongguk chokes out a moan, nods in shame, kisses over his shoulder as he rides out his orgasm.
Jimin chuckles breathily, clenches around Jeongguk’s cock just to hear him hiss in overstimulation. Then he leans back a little and touches himself at the sight of Jeongguk’s flushed face. He doesn’t know why but the little tears of bliss in the corners of Jeongguk’s eyes ignite something in him.
He bites on his lower lip, cheeks burning up as he feels his orgasm nearing. All he can think about is his come on Jeongguk’s pretty face. Painting his pretty virgin lips with it, forcing it down his mouth. God, he wants to ruin him, taint him a shade darker.
Jeongguk pulls him in for a kiss then, and wraps his bigger hand around his own, picking up the pace. When Jeongguk rubs his thumb over the head of his cock just as he licks over his palate, he can’t hold it, stomach pulling tight with pleasure, and then he comes.
He moans against Jeongguk’s mouth, can’t even kiss him because the pleasure is numbing him, mind completely blank as he spurts over Jeongguk’s chest and stomach.
“Fuck hyung- you sound so good.”
Jeongguk pants, his cock twitching inside of him even though he just came. Jimin whimpers at the feeling, rocking his hips up and down a few times to feel Jeongguk’s semi hard cock thrusting back in, come dribbling out of him.
“My god- oh my god. That was so hot.”
Jimin hears Taehyung pant when his mind starts working again. He would have grinned and looked back, but he’s just exhausted, catching his breath as he tangles his arms around Jeongguk’s neck.
Jeongguk looks at him, big eyes glinting apologetically.
“Sorry hyung I- I didn’t know- I couldn’t stop-“
“Don’t apologise, I was just teasing you.”
He says, going in for another kiss. Jeongguk moans softly in surprise, but then melts into it. And for a while they just make out on the couch, needing the warmth and the comfort. Jimin forgets that they’re in a room with everyone else, so content to have Jeongguk all for himself like this.
“So Namjoon, I hope you saved up.”
Hoseok says then, making Jimin snap back to reality. He breaks the kiss and looks over his shoulder, seeing Namjoon with his head in his hands, groaning in defeat. The other guys are all just sitting there, come on their hands, completely out of breath.
They clean up the mess and get dressed, most of them not even daring to look at the other. Jimin snickers to himself a little, still in disbelief this actually happened. But the way Jeongguk grabs his hand and looks at him with his big sparkly eyes has him weak.
“Uhm I.. I just wanted to check if.. you know.. we’re good?”
Jeongguk asks, playing with his fingers, intertwining them. Fuck, he’s adorable.
“Yes. Yes we’re good.”
Jimin assures him, squeezing his hand. Jeongguk nods, averting his gaze.
“So.. so I can stop by your room then.. whenever I want?”
“Yeah.” Jimin nods, cheeks burning up a bit. “All yours.”
“I mean. Not just to.. I also want to.. get to know you better.”
Jeongguk mumbles, finding it hard to bring past his lips. Jimin’s heart doubles in size and he just smiles, looking at their hands intertwined. He had a big crush on Jeongguk before, but now it’s even worse.
“All yours.”
He says again.