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It was an accident that led him to this moment.
Had he not barged into the wrong room a little drunk, he wouldn’t have seen Jeongguk stroking his massive cock.
If that hadn’t happened he wouldn’t have become this fucking depraved and obsessed.
It’s about a week ago that he just stared at Jeongguk’s cock unapologetically. Until Jeongguk covered it up quickly beneath his blanket, turning red and panicking and asking him to get the fuck out of his room.
If Jimin had been a little more drunk, maybe he could have believed it was just a hallucination.
But that wasn’t the case. Cause the next day, Jeongguk made it fairly obvious by avoiding him like the plague and blushing every time they made eye contact.
So Jimin just has to live with the stupid fact that his friend and roommate has a huge, huge cock. Not only that, it was thick too, if he remembers correctly. Just a complete package right there, nice and veiny and hung.
Thing is, Jeongguk has no clue that Jimin is gay. Which is very dumb, because it isn’t like Jimin is hiding it in any way, but it’s whatever. Either Jeongguk doesn’t know or he thinks he’s helping Jimin become straight when he asks him about his type in women.
Beside the point. We were talking about massive dicks.
Jimin can’t stop thinking about it. It’s quite possibly the prettiest cock he’s seen in his life, and it’s right around the corner at all times. It’s slowly driving him insane, knowing it’s just out there, in hand’s reach.
when he gets off he thinks about it, when he watches porn he thinks about it, when he sees Jeongguk he thinks about it. It a constant thought. It’s his Roman Empire. Not one day goes by where he doesn’t get a pop-up of Jeongguk’s gigantic dick in his mind.
So he tells himself it’s time to take matters in his own hands.
“You know you can keep avoiding me, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’ve seen your dick.”
Jeongguk halts, slowly looks over his shoulder, a little caught.
“I-I know hyung. It’s embarrassing.”
“Why? From my perspective you have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
It’s adorable how quickly Jeongguk’s ears turn red, and how he awkwardly walks closer. He’s one of those guys who doesn’t know how fucking hot he looks. His black hair is wet and a little messy from the shower, and his tank-top has ridden up a bit, exposing his lower stomach and hipbone. Even with those grey sweatpants on, Jimin can see it dangle as he walks.
Fuck .
“I’d say it’s more something to brag about, if anything.”
Jimin adds, trying to drag his eyes away from Jeongguk’s crotch. It’s fairly difficult.
For some reason, Jeongguk looks a little sullen, rubbing the back of his neck.
“It’s not, really.”
Jimin blinks.
“It’s quite literally the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.”
“ Hyung .”
Jeongguk says, embarrassed. It’s cute when he gets like that.
Jimin nods at the chair next to him, pats on it.
“Come sit, have a drink with me.”
Jeongguk complies, sits down with a big sigh. He pours Jimin some soju, then some for himself.
“Are you still embarrassed I saw?”
“No, it’s not that.”
Jeongguk shakes his head, downing his soju, pouring himself another glass. He seems to need some alcohol for this topic. Jimin doesn’t mind, drinks with him.
“It’s just.. I don’t like it.”
Jimin’s eyebrows shoot up. He doesn’t think he’s ever heard a guy say that he doesn’t like having a big dick. It’s practically what half their ego depends on.
Then again, Jeongguk is not such a big alpha male, he’s never really felt the need to prove himself. Even though he looks like it, he has the body, the muscles, the face, the piercings, the tattoos. He just doesn’t have that drive to show off with it.
Maybe that’s a tactic, because it works. Jimin loves a silly little guy wrapped in a package like that. And what a package it is.
“You.. don’t like that you’re hung like a horse?”
Jeongguk groans, rubs over his forehead in distress.
“Don’t say it like that.”
“What? I know what I saw.”
“Hyung.”
Jeongguk gives him a look that means stop teasing . Jimin is weak, so he pours himself another drink.
“Okay, why don’t you like it? What’s up?”
Jeongguk sighs again, shaking his head like it’s something really embarrassing to talk about.
“It’s just.. it’s too big.”
Jimin’s mouth waters just seeing it in his mind, but he focuses on his soju glass so that Jeongguk doesn’t see his eyes getting all hazy.
“Like, it.. it doesn’t stay up. It takes ages to.. you know..”
Oh ..
Jimin didn’t think he’d get the specifics. The soju really hasn’t hit yet, and he’s not sure if he can talk about this without getting hard. He’s already a little short of breath just thinking about Jeongguk trying to come, desperate and sweaty and-
He clears his throat.
“Really? How.. how long does it take you?”
Jeongguk shrugs.
“Like 20 to 30 minutes sometimes? And it doesn’t even feel that good, for all the effort I put in it’s like.. I don’t know hyung, I keep touching myself until my muscles ache, sometimes it’s so exhausting I just give up. I have no clue how to work with it.”
Jimin swallows, imagining said scenario.
“Sounds uh.. sounds.. difficult. Have you ever uhm.. you know, let someone take a look?”
Wow, he’s so see-through it’s painful even to himself.
Jeongguk blinks at him, a little confused.
“You mean a doctor?”
“Yes, a doctor or.. maybe just a friend?”
“A friend?” Jeongguk repeats. “Let a friend look at my cock?”
Jimin chuckles nervously. “You know, if you say it like that it sounds a bit silly, but I mean, all guys get off. Maybe you’re just doing something wrong.”
It’s maybe the dumbest thing he could have come up with, but he’s desperate, and Jeongguk is naive and actually considering what he’s saying.
“You.. think I’m doing it wrong?”
“I don’t know, maybe? I mean, I could take a look, from like a medical perspective.”
Okay, maybe that beats the last line by stupidity.
Jeongguk still doesn’t seem suspicious though, he just looks at his soju glass deep in thought, nodding to himself. And when he looks at him there’s those adorable big brown eyes, so innocent.
“You would? Really hyung?”
“Yeah.” Jimin breathes out. “Yeah, definitely. Strip.”
That was a little too demanding wasn’t it?
Jeongguk blinks at the command, but then actually listens. He stands up and loosens the strings of his sweatpants, before pushing them down, along with his underwear in one go.
Jimin would never have thought he’d get to this point, and now that he’s there he isn’t sure what the fuck he’s supposed to do. He is no fucking doctor, he has no idea what type of medical perspective he can bring.
Jeongguk sits back down, all nervous and avoiding eye contact, his cock soft between his legs. It’s still big, even like this. Jimin feels his cheeks burn up as he takes it in, moving a little closer to examine it properly.
“Is- is this okay hyung? It’s not awkward for you?”
Jeongguk asks then, as if he’s bothering him. As if Jimin isn’t reeling on the inside just seeing that big cock again.
“No, it’s fine Jeongguk, I’m just trying to help.”
Jeongguk nods in response, still a little tense.
Jimin licks his lips.
“Spread your legs a little for me.”
Jeongguk does so immediately, gives him a full view of his pretty cock and big balls. Jimin has to try his best not to gasp.
“Good.. that’s good.” He says, a little breathless. “Show me how you usually, you know, touch yourself.”
“Touch myself? You.. want me to get off?”
Jeongguk asks, eyes big, a little uncertain. Jimin doesn’t get why he’s only getting suspicious now, why didn’t he notice where this was going three moves ago?
“Well, how can I know if you’re doing something wrong if you don’t show me?”
Jeongguk seems to think about that for a while, and then he turns a little red.
“But.. isn’t that.. isn’t that weird?”
“Why? I’m just helping right? It’s just an examination, nothing weird about it.”
It’s so fucking weird.
Jimin keeps eye contact, tries to show how perfectly okay it is to show your friend how you get off. Jeongguk scans over his face for any type of doubt, and then he looks down at his cock, a little lost.
“It just.. feels a bit embarrassing when you’re all clothed, watching me.”
“What if I strip too?” Jimin proposes then. “What if I’ll show you how I do it, and you show me how you do it.”
His leg bounces up and down a bit nervously, waiting for Jeongguk to make a choice. And Jeongguk just looks at him, a little hopeful.
“You’d do that?”
“Yeah- yes. Anything for a friend in need.”
Jimin says, couldn’t get him out of his pants quicker. A fucking 10/10 guy with a 100/10 cock asking him to strip naked and teach him how to touch himself? He must be the chosen one. This is the luckiest day of his life. Thanks if anyone is up there, amen, or something.
Once he’s also stripped from the waist down, he sits back in his chair. Compared to Jeongguk’s size he’s really nothing special, though he still thinks he’s got a nice cock. Aesthetically pleasing, if you will.
Jeongguk does take a little peek, which makes Jimin’s cheeks burn. He didn’t think Jeongguk would have the guts to look.
“So uh.. how- how do we do this?”
Jeongguk asks, a little breathless. He looks nervous, so Jimin hands him the bottle of soju.
“Relax a bit. I’m here to help.”
Jeongguk nods and takes a swing from the bottle, he downs about half of it. Jimin chuckles a little. When Jeongguk puts the bottle down he nods determinedly.
“Okay. Tell me what to do.”
Right. This is what he wanted.
Jimin tries to gain his composure a little, to not get distracted by the fact that they’re both fully exposed, sitting next to each other. He needs to pretend it’s just a little examination.
“Just start touching yourself like you usually would if I wasn’t there.”
He says, trying his best to look Jeongguk in the eyes and not watch the way he wraps his hand around his massive cock.
Jeongguk closes his eyes in concentration, breathes in deeply as he starts to touch himself slowly. And, as long as his eyes are closed..
Jimin darts his eyes down, has the pleasure of watching Jeongguk’s cock grow hard. It looks so fucking good, growing big in his tattooed hand as he strokes himself slowly.
“Seems you get hard just fine..”
He says, enticed.
Jeongguk opens his eyes, cheeks a dark shade of red.
“It’s- it’s not fully hard right now.”
Oh..
“It isn’t?”
Jimin can’t hide the surprise in his voice, and Jeongguk seems a little ashamed as he nods.
“It’s like.. look..”
You don’t have to tell Jimin twice. He looks down, and Jeongguk moves his dick in his hand, showing how it kind of flops about.
Ugh, fuck, it’s so fucking pretty.
“That’s normal though, with a big cock like that, it’s not gonna.. do this..”
Jimin nods down to his own cock as he pulls it down a bit, and when he lets it go it slaps back up against his stomach. Jeongguk is breathless just looking at it, so embarrassed as he tries to do the same thing with his own cock, but it doesn’t work.
“Still hyung, if I want to fuck someone, this isn’t enough right?”
Jimin’s mouth waters as Jeongguk presents his pretty cock to him. He wants to sit on it so bad.
“Well, you said you’re not fully hard, why don’t you try getting there first?”
“But that’s the thing.” Jeongguk says, sulking as he touches himself again. “Sometimes it doesn’t even get to that point, and then the other person feels insulted.”
“Hmm.” Jimin keeps watching, a little shameless as he strokes his own cock at the sight. “You only use one hand?”
Jeongguk stills his movements, looking down at his hand.
“Yeah? I use my dominant hand.”
“Always?”
“What, you want me to get off with my left?”
“No, but you can use it to touch yourself anywhere else.”
Jeongguk blinks, as if that’s somehow new information.
Jimin raises a brow. “Don’t tell me this is the first time you’ve thought about that?”
“No but, I guess I haven’t done it much.”
Jeongguk admits, looking down at his body, awkwardly touching over his abs with his left hand.
“What- what do you do hyung? With your other hand?”
Jimin feels his ears burn up as he thinks about how often he’s fingering himself while getting off. But Jeongguk doesn’t know that, so instead he just cups his balls in his hand, waits for Jeongguk to watch. When he does, he copies him, so eager to follow.
“If you play with them a bit, tug on them slightly, does that feel good?”
He asks, trying to keep it cool.
Jeongguk does as he asks, touching his cock with one hand, playing with his balls with the other.
“Mmh, don’t know if it’s good it’s.. it’s- mmh .”
Jimin chuckles softly at the response.
“Sounds kind of like you’re enjoying yourself.”
“Sorry hyung I- I never do stuff like this- ngh .”
Jeongguk looks pretty and lost in it as he rolls his hips up into his hand, head leaned back, eyes closed.
Jimin bites his lip to keep in another pleased sound as he touches himself at the sight. There’s something about Jeongguk that’s so adorable but at the same time makes him go feral. He’s just so good, so sweet, he listens so well, and Jimin wants to ruin him.
“What- what else do you do?”
Jeongguk asks, trying to open his eyes and look at him.
“Mm? I play with these too..”
Jimin touches his own nipple, rubs over it with his thumb, it sends a shock of pleasure down his spine and before he can hold it in he moans at the touch.
Shit.
If Jeongguk noticed, he doesn’t care at all, just curiously copies his movements, touching his own nipples. He sucks in a sharp breath, bites on his lower lip, eyes closing again.
“F-fuck, that’s nice. I didn’t know they were- so- so sensitive.”
Jimin watches unapologetically how Jeongguk pinches his own pretty nipple, and fucks his own hand slowly, his cock looking a little harder now.
“Seems like it’s working, hm?”
“Yeah- mmh, yes.”
Jeongguk nods, stroking his cock a little faster, all the way down to the base, back up to the head.
“Keep touching the head of your cock.”
Jeongguk listens to him immediately, rubbing his thumb over the slit, palming over the head, twisting his wrist a little to stimulate it. All that while he’s still pinching his nipple, seeming to like that sensation.
It was supposed to be a little medical examination , but Jeongguk is properly flushed in the face, panting as he touches himself, unaware of how fucking godly he looks.
“You could also wrap your left hand around your cock, it’s big enough to fit two hands, right?”
“Mmh.” Jeongguk nods, hesitantly letting go of his nipple and curling his hand around his cock.
Fucking magnificent.
Even with both hands wrapped around his cock, there’s still a bit left. Jimin whimpers softly, tries to cover it up by clearing his throat.
“Try to jerk off and play with the head at the same time.”
He instructs, doing the same to his own cock. Jeongguk watches it, tries to copy exactly what he’s doing. His mouth hangs open a little, eyes glassy, and he keeps his eyes on Jimin’s cock for quite a long time before he looks up.
“Like this?”
He asks, nodding down to his own cock.
Jimin looks at how Jeongguk does it, and it’s perfect just like that, twisting his wrist a little on the upstroke, but Jimin needs to be able to touch that monster cock at least once this evening. This is the perfect cover.
“Mm, maybe a bit slower.”
He says, waits for Jeongguk to follow his command. Then Jimin sucks in a sharp breath as if that’s not quite it, and Jeongguk gives him a fatal case of puppy eyes.
“Am I doing it wrong?”
“Well it’s more like..” Jimin tilts his head, cheeks burning a little as he slowly reaches his hand out for Jeongguk’s cock. “Oh- sorry I- I probably shouldn’t touch.”
He quickly retracts his hand, acting shy, even though he fully intended that.
Jeongguk takes the bait. He stops touching himself and looks at him with his big sparkly eyes, gnawing on his lower lip in thought before he takes his hands off of himself.
“You can touch, just, you know, you’re helping right?”
“Right.”
Ding ding ding. Bingo.
Jimin must have done something right in his past life. He almost smiles as he leans in, but contains himself. This is all supposed to just be friendly. A friend helping out a friend with a condition.
A serious condition of big dick dysfunction.
He takes a deep breath before he curls his hand around Jeongguk’s cock.
It’s already massive in Jeongguk’s hand, but in Jimin’s smaller hand it just looks insane. It’s heavy . It’s so fucking pretty.
“Hyung?”
“Sorry.” He breathes out a nervous chuckle. “My god, you’re just so big, I can’t close my hand around it entirely.”
He pretends he isn’t foaming at the mouth as he feels up Jeongguk’s entire length, following it with his eyes.
“A- ah - fuck - sorry.” Jeongguk moans, covering his mouth right after, looking embarrassed. “Just- haven’t had someone touch me there for a while- you know, other than me.”
Jimin is about to fucking combust. Another unhinged chuckle leaves his lips and he’s shaking his head.
“All good, all good. I’m trying to help you- you know- get hard entirely, so it’s only logical that you make sounds.”
“Mmh.”
Jeongguk nods at his explanation, bites his lower lip to keep the sounds in anyway.
Jimin spits in his other hand and palms over the head of Jeongguk’s cock. He rubs over it slowly, watches it redden as he plays with it while he strokes his length at the same time.
Jeongguk squirms in his seat, thighs and stomach flexing with every little touch, back arching slightly, cock twitching, hips canting up, eager for more.
He isn’t making sounds, but Jimin can hear his laboured breathing, how it hitches every now and then, those cut off moans whenever he twists his wrist a bit.
“Feels quite hard to me now..”
Jimin says, rubbing his thumb over the slit, feeling how sticky it’s gotten, watching how a string of that wetness stays attached to his finger as he lifts it.
“Yeah?”
Jeongguk asks, short of breath.
Jimin reluctantly takes his hands off, but he has to for now, he needs to play his cards just right. And seeing that flash of disappointment in Jeongguk’s eyes is exactly what he does it for.
“So- so you uh, make it wet first then?”
Jeongguk asks, cheeks flushed pink, shimmering with a thin layer of sweat. Jimin finds it painfully attractive.
“Yeah, feels better like that.”
He nods, watching how Jeongguk spits in his own hand then, copying the same moves, stroking with one hand, playing with the head with the other.
However, after a few seconds he can see Jeongguk’s cock get a little softer.
“Fuck.”
Jeongguk curses, a frustrated frown on his face as he tries to jerk off faster, tries to get it entirely hard again. Jimin watches intently, mouth watering as he imagines sitting on it. God, he just knows it would make him feel so full.
“This- this always happens. After a while it just- and then I have to start over again.”
Jeongguk complains, sulking a bit as he looks up at Jimin for help. It’s almost impossible to not go completely feral over this guy. But Jimin does a great job maintaining a calm composure.
“Maybe you’re too focused on the act?”
He asks, slowly stroking his own cock. Jeongguk’s eyes drag down to it, watching the motion, a little hypnotised.
“The act?”
“I mean, maybe you’re too focused on getting off. Do you watch porn?”
Jeongguk’s gaze drag back up to his eyes, and then he clears his throat, looks away, shrugs.
“Yeah- uh.. but.. it doesn’t always work.”
“Why not?”
“It’s.. embarrassing.”
Ah, let that just be what Jimin gets off on. Seeing Jeongguk all flustered and ashamed, unable to speak properly, just a stuttering mess.
“What do you watch?”
“ Hyung ..” Jeongguk makes himself a little smaller. “Is.. is that important?”
Yes. Extremely important.
Jimin’s curiosity eats him alive, and Jeongguk is desperately trying to not look him in the eyes.
“I mean, it could be why you can’t stay hard for long..”
He says, lying through his teeth.
Jeongguk still doesn’t budge, just gnaws nervously on his lower lip, looking down at the ground.
“Should I tell you what I watch first?”
He asks, because he needs to get Jeongguk there, wants to know what’s got him all shy like this.
Jeongguk nods then, glad some of the attention is off of him.
“I love to watch edging, cum-control videos.. and frotting.”
He says, seeing Jeongguk’s eyes widen a little.
“Frotting?”
“Yeah. You know, when guys rub their cocks together?”
He tries to play it cool, sees Jeongguk’s mouth fall open a bit. He really only now came to the realisation Jimin is gay. Wow, only took him a year or so?
“Is that.. you really- you watch that?”
“Mmh.”
Jimin nods, trying not to let his mind slip to how fucking hot it would be to have Jeongguk’s big cock rub against his own. Or how Jeongguk would look, tied to that chair, getting edged. He’d be perfect for that, all whiny and pathetic.
Ugh, fuck.
He casts his gaze down to Jeongguk’s cock, sees how it’s completely hard again. Hah, would you look at that, Jeongguk enjoys talking about frotting.
“What about you?”
Jimin asks, tilting his head, letting his eyelids sink a little bit.
Jeongguk seems still kind of stuck on that, eyes big, a glint of curiosity in them.
“I.. I like it when there’s a story and love.. but videos like that are hard to find and.. most of the time the plot and porn are really bad.. so..”
Oh.
Jimin did not see that coming at all. He blinks a few times, watches Jeongguk look away nervously, playing with his lip ring.
He’d expected something embarrassing, but this guy really watches porn for the plot . This guy wants porn with feelings .
“I told you, it’s embarrassing.”
“No.” Jimin assures, shaking his head. “It’s not, it’s just.. surprising.”
“I just can’t get into it properly if they’re already fucking. It just.. it feels so.. I don’t know.”
“No I get it.”
Jimin says again, even though he would never watch porn with plot. He gets the idea though, it’s better to see the build-up, the tension, the passion. Not a lot of porn really has that. You’d be better off watching a movie.
“Maybe you should read instead?”
“Read?”
Jeongguk asks, as if that’s insane.
“Yeah, erotica. Maybe you’d like it more cause it has a story, and romance, and very explicit sex scenes.”
Jimin points out, seeing Jeongguk’s eyes glint a little at the mention.
“Yeah? Like.. like how explicit?”
He’s got his interest now. Cute.
“Depends on the writer, but they can be seriously filthy, writing any kink you like.”
Jeongguk swallows, slowly stroking his cock at that, just at the mention of it being filthy.
“Do you- do you have an example?”
“About what?”
“Like- about what you like..”
“Me?”
Jeongguk nods.
“About- about that frotting thing..”
Ah, so he is interested in that.
Jimin keeps himself from grinning. Instead he grabs his phone and looks through his saved stories. Jeongguk waits eagerly for him to start, nodding for him to go on once he’s found a story.
So Jimin clears his throat.
“ Jaehyung spits in his hand, touches his own cock first, lubes it up until it’s just as wet as his.
It’s bad how much Iseul loves just watching Jaehyung touch himself. Just the way he flicks his wrist, the pretty pink head of his cock getting rubbed until it’s all sensitive. It’s hypnotising.
Jaehyung moves a little closer then, drags his shaft along his own, then wraps his big hand around the both of them.
Iseul watches, bites on his lower lip when Jaehyung touches both of them at the same time. Their cocks squeeze together in his hand, heads rubbing against each other. It’s slick, warm, just right.”
Jeongguk’s breathing gets heavier as he listens, mouth hanging open a bit as he touches himself. Jimin takes it in, so fucking hungry for it. It must be obvious, his own cock twitches every other second, his eyes keep traveling back to Jeongguk’s big cock.
“ More - is there more?”
Jeongguk asks, a little desperate.
Jimin can barely hold it together anymore, but he nods, starts reading again.
“Even though they’ve done it once before, watching their cocks rub all over each other is just.. obscene.
“Iseul..”
”Mmh?”
“Spit.”
Jaehyung holds out his hand for him.
Iseul really shouldn’t be surprised by it. He knows Jaehyung likes it dirty, established that already. But fuck. He spits in his hand, watches how Jaehyung uses it to lube both of their cocks up more, making it even more slick.
”Don’t go too fast.” Iseul begs softly. “I don’t wanna come within 2 seconds.”
Jaehyung grins at him, doesn’t listen at all when he starts jerking them off at a killer pace, twists his wrist so good around the both of them.
Iseul can’t control the moans slipping from his lips, looks down again just to see Jaehyung’s pretty, big cock sliding against his own in his slicked up hand.”
Jeongguk is panting a little loudly, chest looking flushed and pretty, just like the head of his cock.
“You seem to like this, hm?”
Jimin asks, a little smirk playing on his lips now, because he can’t help it.
Jeongguk swallows again, looks down at the ground.
“Yeah it’s just.. you sound good, your voice, I mean, when you say stuff like that.”
Oh.
Jimin feels his cheeks burn up, and he puts his phone down.
“You like it when I say explicit things?”
“Mmh.”
Jeongguk nods, scooting his chair a little closer, trying to be smooth with it but it makes a lot of noise and it really just is so obvious. On top of that, Jeongguk’s entire face turns red, aware of his mistake.
“Do- do you like dirty talk hyung?”
“Yes.”
Jimin says, letting the other thing go. Because it’s his plan to get Jeongguk all needy for him. It’s all going smoothly so far. The younger is pressing his thigh against his own so they’re touching, dependent on him, not touching himself unless Jimin reads or does something.
It’s cute how naturally he wants to please, wants to submit. Jimin gets high on it.
“You.. like to do the talking? Or to listen?”
“Both.”
Jimin says, stroking his cock languidly, eyes fixed on Jeongguk’s face. Jeongguk looks back at him as he copies his hand movements, still that curious glint in his eyes. And then they dart down to his lips just a split second, but Jimin notices nonetheless.
He quirks a brow, lips stretching into a sly grin as he waits for Jeongguk to take another turn, to push the boundaries of their friendship even further.
“What.. like.. what would you say?”
There he goes.
“Me?”
Jimin feigns innocence, eyes traveling down Jeongguk’s body. He seems to have no problem keeping it hard. It looks fucking delicious, pink cockhead all shiny with spit and precum. He wants a taste.
“That your big cock looks very good in your tattooed hand.”
He says, dragging his eyes back up to see Jeongguk stare at him a little wide-eyed, hand stopping mid-stroke. He casts his eyes down as well, taking in his own hand around his cock.
“Y-you think so?”
“Mm.. it looked better in my hand though.”
He says, gauging Jeongguk’s reaction.
The younger’s cheeks dust pink, he seems frozen a little as he stares at his cock, except for his chest heaving a little.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. It felt good too. Nice and thick.”
He says casually, stroking his own cock, letting it slap against his stomach a few times, just to make Jeongguk look.
“Doesn’t seem like you have anything to worry about, look how hard you are.”
Jeongguk looks at his own cock, actually manages to make it slap against his stomach. Jimin is going insane as he watches it, body temperature rising, his hand picking up the pace.
“It’s cause.. it’s only cause you keep complimenting my cock.”
“Well, it deserves it.”
“ Hyung ..”
Jeongguk sulks, gives him that look. It just makes Jimin feel more unhinged.
“Honestly, anyone would be lucky to sit on your cock.”
Especially himself. If he manages to sit on Jeongguk’s cock by the end of this, he’ll believe in god the rest of his life.
“You really think so?”
Jeongguk asks, starting to touch himself again.
Jimin doesn’t even pretend to look away anymore, he just watches Jeongguk work his cock with his mouth slightly agape, touching himself faster.
“Yeah, you deserve someone who can take all of it, who can ride you until you see stars.”
“Mmh..”
Jeongguk moans softly, nodding in agreement as he jerks his cock.
“Someone who can take all of it in their mouth, suck you off for ages.”
“ Ah .. fuck, hyung..”
“Someone who’ll let you use that big cock until you’re out of breath, until you come so hard you can’t even move.”
“Mmh.. fuck, can you just- can you-“
Jeongguk cuts himself off, but his legs spread wider, thigh pressing against his own harder.
Jimin can see the opportunity presenting itself, Jeongguk is glowing with a golden light.
“Can I what?”
He asks, breathless.
Jeongguk bites his lower lip in shame, takes his hand off of his cock and looks at him with those big dark eyes.
“Show me again. How to- how you do it. On me. I mean, show it on my cock.”
Finally .
Jimin hides his victory yells and just nods.
“Sure.” He breathes out. “Anything for a friend.”
He curls his hand around Jeongguk’s cock, feels it pulse, hot and heavy. God fuck he isn’t gonna make it. Especially when he uses his other hand to cup Jeongguk’s balls and sees a pearly bead of precum appear on the slit, slowly dribbling down his big shaft.
Fuck .
He’s salivating so much that he needs to swallow before he starts drooling. He’s all sweaty, going insane little by little as he jerks Jeongguk off.
And Jeongguk moans unapologetically, squirming in his seat, holding onto the edge of the chair, knuckles turning white as if he’s holding back.
“F-fuck.. hyung. Your hands feel.. so much better on me. You’re so good at this.”
“Yeah?” Jimin pants softly. “Maybe- maybe you’re just too used to your own hands.”
“Mmh- but I- I can’t just ask someone else to do it every time I want to jerk off.”
Wrong, actually. Jimin would be fucking delighted to be Jeongguk’s personal jerk off service. Is it too soon to say that? He keeps his mouth shut, just watches Jeongguk’s cock with heat accumulating in the pit of his stomach.
Jeongguk fucks into his hand, panting and whimpering softly, completely losing sight of the plot. He’s supposed to learn how to touch himself, instead he’s letting Jimin jerk him off.
It’s adorable, his eyes closed in concentration, eyebrows furrowed as he cants his hips up, stomach flexing, thin layer of sweat shimmering on his flushed chest.
“Are you just trying to come right now?”
Jimin asks, just to make Jeongguk aware of what he’s doing. Just to see the shock in his expression when he opens his eyes.
“N-no I- I’m learning- I’m- you’re teaching me.”
He says quickly, afraid of the truth.
Jimin pretends to believe it, then takes his hands off, loving the disappointment on Jeongguk’s face. He can’t even hide it.
“Okay, then show me what you’ve learned. On me.”
Jeongguk’s breath hitches, eyes traveling down Jimin’s body, and back up.
“On- on you?”
Jimin nods, spreading his legs.
Jeongguk doesn’t question it further, he just tries to catch his breath as he hesitantly reaches out, curling his hand around Jimin’s cock.
“What if- if you do it on me at the same time, I can copy-“
“Great idea.”
Jimin agrees, hands back on Jeongguk’s cock in a fraction of a second. If Jeongguk notices his eagerness at all, he doesn’t mention it. And when he moves his hand, Jeongguk immediately follows suit.
Thank the fucking heavens. This night is going according to plan. Just a mere 10 minutes in and Jeongguk agreed to jerk each other off simultaneously. With a little more luck Jimin will have that cock in the back of his throat within the next 10 minutes.
“What- what are you thinking about?”
Jeongguk asks.
“Hm? Why?”
“Just- uhh, your cock twitched.. twice.”
What a traitor.
Jimin looks looks down at it in Jeongguk’s pretty hand, and the sight is so pretty it just twitches again.
He looks up, finds Jeongguk staring at his cock too, enticed, pretty blush covering his cheeks.
“Thinking about how good your hand feels around my cock.”
He says, just to see Jeongguk’s eyes dart up to his, that cute glint of shame in his eyes, getting swallowed by lust.
Jimin doesn’t break eye contact, he just touches Jeongguk as he stares at him with his prettiest bedroom eyes, feels up the length of his cock, rubbing over the sensitive head until Jeongguk can’t keep his mouth closed, needy pants and moans falling from his lips.
What’s even more adorable is how he tries to copy the movements but he’s so lost in pleasure he can barely move his hands. Jeongguk’s body is just reeling, hips bucking up, back arching a little, trying to keep eye contact but his head keeps hanging.
“Hyung- hyung ..”
“Mmh?”
Jeongguk moves even closer, chairs bumping together, leg brushing against his own, arms touching, cheek brushing over Jimin’s shoulder, and that’s where the first experimental kisses start.
Jimin is burning up, feeling Jeongguk’s lips peck over his shoulder, to his neck, all so hesitant, yet needy.
“Fuck I’m so- I’m so-“
Jeongguk pants, opening his mouth and kissing over Jimin’s neck, breathing him in, needing to be closer. Jimin can’t even hide the little moan falling from his lips, leaning into the touch, getting high on that desperation.
“ Hyung .. I- I want to.. I want to try that- that frotting thing.”
Jeongguk pants against his shoulder, and Jimin’s eyes roll back, loud moan falling from his lips.
He’s really won the fucking lottery today.
“Y-yeah, okay.”
He stands up immediately, pulling Jeongguk with him, and he doesn’t care they are in the middle of the living room, doesn’t care that he’s pushing Jeongguk against the edge of the table, because he can finally press himself against Jeongguk’s big, magnificent cock.
Jeongguk is quick to wrap his hand around the both of them, moaning just at the touch. Jimin has a hard time keeping his eyes open, but he needs to see it. He needs to watch Jeongguk’s hand work the both of them.
“Good, that’s good, spit in your hand.”
He instructs, and Jeongguk follows blindly, spitting in his hand and wrapping it back around their cocks, slicking up both their shafts with saliva.
Jimin looks up, sees Jeongguk almost hyperventilating with need as he looks down, and stars jerking them off quite fast. Jimin tangles his arms around his neck, makes Jeongguk look into his eyes.
“How does it feel?”
He pants, canting his hips up in Jeongguk’s hand, getting lost in the feeling.
“So- so good.”
Jeongguk moans, rubbing his thumb over the head of Jimin’s cock, and then over his own.
This is gonna be the death of him.
He’s just standing there, pants around his ankles, frotting with his roommate, going insane for the feeling of that big cock rubbing against his own.
“ Fuck .. I’m so hard.. so fucking horny..”
Jeongguk pants, his other hand now hesitantly touching over Jimin’s back, moving down his spine.
Yes .
Oh fuck yes, he’s gonna get dicked down tonight. Jimin almost smiles in victory when he feels Jeongguk’s hand cup his ass cheek, feels him squeeze it experimentally.
“ Hyung - fuck.. hyung ..”
Jeongguk looks at him a little unhinged, pupils dilated so much, lips trembling a little.
He’s gonna ask any fucking second now, and Jimin can barely hold it. He almost nods encouragingly, but he needs to keep his composure, needs to act like he’s not also frothing at the mouth to cross the line.
Jeongguk moans so prettily, a little broken, as his eyes drag down to Jimin’s lips. His head tilts a little, inching closer so their noses touch, breath ghosting over his lips.
“Fuck, hyung I- I think I want to-“
Yes.
Oh fuck yes .
Heat spreads all the way over his body as he nods.
“Say it.”
“I want to fuck you.”
Jimin moans as the words finally leave Jeongguk’s lips and he crashes their lips together.
It’s messy, Jimin wants it so bad he’s just devouring Jeongguk within seconds, opening his lips and delving his tongue into his mouth because he craves it so bad. And Jeongguk just lets him take everything, both his hands wrapping around the back of his thighs to lift him up.
Jimin yelps as he’s lifted off the ground, breaking the kiss to look where they’re going. Jeongguk walks them to his room, and lowers Jimin on the bed as he crawls on top, kissing him again.
It’s fucking amazing. Jeongguk is so far gone that he just humps against him, big cock sliding against his own, trying to find his crack, no clue how it works to fuck another guy. It’s all just instinct, his hips bucking up in desperate need to fuck something, and Jimin is on cloud 9.
“Can’t just fuck me like this, I’m a guy.”
Jimin says.
Jeongguk is desperately prodding the head of his cock against his taint, no idea where to put it. Then he looks up, hazy eyes twinkling a little apologetically.
“Sorry- what- how should I-“
“Lie down.”
Jimin instructs, putting Jeongguk on his back, so he can look at his full body on display for him. He mouthwaters as he looks at that big cock.
“I-I’ve never been with a guy.”
Jeongguk says, seeming to panic a little.
“We don’t have to go all the way, I can just suck you off.”
Jimin proposes, making Jeongguk’s jaw drop a bit, and his hand goes to grab his cock, squeezing the base as if he’s close to coming but doesn’t want it to end.
Jimin smirks at the sight, loves to have that effect on guys. Especially on guys as cute as Jeongguk.
“You’re so hot hyung.”
Jeongguk just whispers, as if he’s looking at a god. And Jimin, well, he doesn’t mind. He basks in it, tilting his head in a way he knows is pretty, just to make Jeongguk gasp.
“What’s it gonna be, pretty boy? Want to fuck me? Or should I suck your pretty cock?”
Jeongguk’s cock twitches, and he strokes it a few times just at the mention.
“Both- I want- I want both, please.”
Please ..
Jimin’s face heats up at the begging, and he feels something shift inside of him, tainting him a shade darker.
“Yeah? Think you can hold it for that long?”
He asks, licking his lips as he sees Jeongguk’s eyes widen a bit.
“I- I can hold it hyung.”
He promises.
Jimin wants to eat him alive.
“You think so? I think the moment I take you in my mouth you’ll burst all over me.”
Which would be so fucking hot. Jimin is reeling at the thought of having Jeongguk’s big cock twitching and spurting hot cum all over his face.
Jeongguk shakes his head, though his chest is heaving, and his cock twitches in his hand.
“I- I won’t.”
“What if you do?”
He asks, eyes half-lidded as he studies Jeongguk from head to toe, and back up.
“What am I gonna do with you then?”
Jeongguk’s breath hitches, and he slowly starts jerking his cock.
“Hyung..”
He breathes out prettily, like he wants more.
“Mm?”
Jimin touches over Jeongguk’s thigh, caressing it slowly.
“What- what would you do to me?”
Jeongguk asks, eyes falling closed, getting lost in the fantasy.
Jimin can’t believe how fucking perfect Jeongguk is. Everything he wants in a man, right there.
He leans down to kiss over Jeongguk’s thigh, just to hear him whimper, hands immediately off of his cock to give him space.
“Might tie you up.. make you watch me fuck myself with a big dildo.”
“ Fuck ..”
Jeongguk’s hand finds his hair then, and gently pulls on the strands, trying to get him closer to his cock. Jimin let’s him, because he can barely wait any longer himself. Prettiest, biggest cock he’s ever seen about to be in his mouth, he almost whispers amen to himself before he licks over the length of it.
Both of them moan at the contact. Jimin feels it twitch against his mouth, and he’s in heaven already. Up close it looks even bigger, and he can see the pretty veins along the shaft from here, as he licks from base to the head.
“Oh my god..”
Jeongguk pants, caressing through his hair, canting his hips up a little.
Jimin can’t help himself, he just presses his cheek against Jeongguk’s cock and nuzzles it, so fucking grateful the evening led to this moment. Finally, he has Jeongguk all for himself, can use his big dick all night long.
“Fuck- I’ve been wanting your dick the moment I saw it.”
He confesses, pressing kisses along the shaft, up to the head. He looks up only to see Jeongguk look down at him completely hypnotised, breathing heavily.
“Ah hyung.. your lips..”
Jimin quirks a brow, lips tugging up in a little smirk as he rubs them obscenely over the head of Jeongguk’s cock.
“F-fuck- oh fuck .”
Jeongguk whimpers, cock twitching, hips jerking up shallowly, body shuddering a little like he’s on the verge, like he can come any second.
Jimin revels in the power, keeps eye contact as he slowly wraps his lips around the head of Jeongguk’s cock, and sucks on it gently.
“Oh- oh my god Jimin- Jimin I’m gonna-“
Jeongguk pants, fisting his hand in his hair, before he comes. Jimin pops his lips off when it happens, closing his eyes in bliss, feeling the hot streaks of come paint his face white.
He doesn’t know if it’s Jeongguk or him who enjoys it more. But Jeongguk sure is moaning as if it’s the hottest thing he’s ever seen.
“Fuck- looks so good- so fucking hot-“
Jeongguk pants.
Jimin opens his eyes, seeing Jeongguk stroke himself through his orgasm, watching his face like he made a masterpiece.
Jimin scoops some of it up with his thumb, sucks it into his mouth just to see Jeongguk’s jaw drop, head falling back into the pillow.
“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Jimin chuckles softly at the confession, wipes his face with the back of his hand.
“Told you you were gonna come as soon as I put my mouth on you.”
He slowly crawls over Jeongguk, hovering above him. The other is still on his orgasm high, a hazy look in his eyes, cheeks and nose dusting pink.
“Are you gonna tie me up now?”
Jimin chuckles, a little surprised by the question.
“You have anything I can tie you up with?”
Jeongguk nods, reaching for the cabinet next to his bed, opening a drawer. He grabs a tie out of it. Jimin blinks because he doesn’t think he’s ever seen Jeongguk in formal wear.
So when he gives Jeongguk a raise of his brow, the younger turns even redder.
“I.. like to be tied up.”
Fuck.
“Of course you do.”
Jimin says. Because of course Jeongguk is fucking perfect . He imagines him with women who love to dominate, and it sends a rush of heat down his spine.
Jeongguk bites on his lower lip, raising his arms, putting his wrists on top of each other. It’s such a pretty display of submission. Jimin works swiftly, tying Jeongguk’s wrists to the bed.
“I’ll be right back.”
He presses a soft kiss on Jeongguk’s lips, then goes to his room to grab one of his dildo’s and lube and comes back.
It truly is a pretty sight. Jeongguk tied to his bed, his big cock still semi-hard, drooling a little come over his stomach. His black hair falls in his face gracefully as he turns his head to look at him in the opening of the door.
Jimin approaches the bed slowly, loves how Jeongguk’s breathing picks up just because of that.
“Comfortable?”
He asks, climbing onto the bed.
Jeongguk nods, eyes darting over the dildo, with slight jealousy in his eyes.
“Don’t worry, it’s not as big as yours.”
Jimin says, then proceeds to position himself in a way that shows Jeongguk absolutely everything. He bends over for him, face into the bed, ass up, exposing his rim.
“Fuck.”
Jeongguk gasps, pulling on his restraints.
Jimin is glad he fucked himself earlier today, makes it easier to just lube up the dildo and push it in. He makes sure to do it slowly, to give Jeongguk the absolute best view.
“Oh- fuck . Please- fuck yourself, wanna watch.”
Jimin blinks against the sheets, the response so unexpected. Usually when he does things like this, his partners are begging him to let them fuck him already. He bites his lower lip, then starts to thrust the dildo inside, building up a slow pace.
“Fuck- ngh, fuck, harder hyung.”
Jimin moans softly at the command, kind of likes Jeongguk like this. He picks up the pace for him, eyes rolling back at the feeling.
“So fucking pretty..”
Jeongguk groans, writhing against the mattress, pulling on his restraints again.
“Yeah? Gonna fuck me like this too?”
Jimin asks, already anticipating that big cock sinking into him.
“Mmh, a little harder, if you can take it.”
Jeongguk pants.
“I can take it.”
Jimin promises, sitting up, watching Jeongguk lie there helplessly, hard and tied up.
Jimin curls his hand around that big cock, lets it slap against Jeongguk’s stomach a few times.
“Mm, you seem to have no problem at all getting hard.”
“I- I swear, usually it’s- it’s really difficult.”
“Mm, when you think about women it’s difficult, when you see me take a dildo up my ass it’s easy.”
Jimin points out, seeing Jeongguk’s eyes widen, a little caught.
“I.. just like watching.”
“Watching a guy take cock .”
Jeongguk turns his head the other way, unable to argue. Jimin smirks to himself, slowly pulls the dildo out, puts it right next to Jeongguk’s face. He leans down then, aligns his lips with Jeongguk’s ear.
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell any girl that you bring over how much you like to fuck your gay roommate.”
Jeongguk makes a pathetic little sound, but turns to look at him, eyes a bit teary.
Jimin bites his earlobe playfully before he positions himself, knees on either side of Jeongguk’s hips, taking his big cock in his hand, and guiding it to his rim.
“Wait- wait. Untie me first?”
Jeongguk asks, pulling on his restraints. Jimin eyes over his tied wrists, the way Jeongguk’s biceps bulge when he tries to free himself, his big innocent eyes asking for his mercy.
It’s hot.
Not as hot as the head of Jeongguk’s cock pressing against his rim. Jimin feels his eyelids sink at the feeling.
“But you look so hot tied up for me.”
“I- I want to hold your hips when I fuck you.”
“Mmh.”
Jimin nods, but he just goes and sits down on Jeongguk’s cock slowly, feeling it breach past his rim, stretching him open in the fucking best way.
“Oh fuck- Jimin- sorry-“
Jeongguk apologises, hips jerking up on their own command, making the entire length ram into him at once.
“ Ah!”
Jimin throws his head back, the stretch of Jeongguk’s cock is so fucking overwhelming that he’s just paralysed for a good few seconds. It’s the best feeling, and at the same time it’s so- so intense that he cannot process it.
“Fuck- sorry I- it feels so fucking good.”
Jeongguk moans, hips bucking up, giving Jimin no time to adjust. He’s desperate for it, digging his heels into the mattress and just thrusting into him.
Jimin tries to catch his breath, tries to adjust to that way too big cock basically impaling him, but Jeongguk doesn’t have the decency to let him get used to it. He’s just chasing his pleasure, fucking into him without any rhythm.
“Jeongguk- Jeongguk fuck- I-“
His mind is completely blank, and Jeongguk frees himself from his restraints, immediately flips them over. Jimin gasps when his back hits the mattress and his thighs are pushed up, the younger on top of him with pitch black eyes.
Jimin thought Jeongguk would be a pathetic, desperate subtop, but it seems he’s not as pathetic as could be. The way he’s looking at him, it’s like he’s taken over by a lust-demon. He starts thrusting into him, slow, deep, the grip on his thighs so tight it might leave bruises.
“Ah fuck- that’s good. Fuck me slow.”
Jeongguk moans at his instruction, follows his command. He rolls his hips, burying his cock inside of him inch by inch. Jimin bites his lower lip, still not used to the feeling, but at the same time he just wants more. He wants to get fucked absolutely stupid.
But Jeongguk is careful with him now, listening so well, just fucking him deep and slow, looking at him with those dark eyes.
“Feels good hm?”
Jeongguk nods.
“So good hyung.”
Jimin pants softly, looks down at where Jeongguk’s cock slides inside of him, and he can’t help the soft whimper. The biggest, prettiest cock he’s ever taken.
“Fuck me harder.”
Jeongguk sucks in a sharp breath, but listens to him immediately. He’s so eager to do well, Jimin can see the way he looks at him for confirmation, like he wants to hear it.
“Just like that, taking me so well.”
Jimin says, seeing that twinkle in Jeongguk’s eyes, that eagerness as his hips slap against his own, his breathing getting uneven.
Jimin caresses his hand through Jeongguk’s hair, pulls him down by the back of his neck.
“If you can make me come before you, I’ll let you fuck me tomorrow too.”
Jeongguk’s jaw drops, and he moans, trying to find a better angle, his hand curling around Jimin’s cock, starting to jerk him off at the same time.
And then it’s suddenly all too much at once. Jeongguk filling him up to the brim, sometimes hitting his prostate, and his warm big hand around his cock, thumb rubbing over the slit, all the while Jeongguk is looking at him like he wants to just breed him.
“Wanna- wanna fuck you everyday- I wanna fuck you all the time.” Jeongguk pants, nose brushing against his own. “Please hyung- please come for me, I want to fuck you again.”
Jimin’s eyes roll back at the begging, and he fists his hand in Jeongguk’s hair, closes the distance for a hard, uncoordinated kiss. Jeongguk’s tongue slides against his own, and he moans prettily into his mouth. He angles his hips differently and then thrusts into him hard.
The moment Jeongguk hits his prostate, Jimin’s body shakes, all his muscles contract, back arching off the bed, hole clenching around that big cock. His vision turns white, and he feels his orgasm hit him like thunder, come shooting over his stomach.
“Oh fuck- Jeongguk -“
“Fuck- That’s so- that’s so hot I’m gonna come-“
Jeongguk moans, and with a few more erratic thrusts he comes as well, holding onto Jimin like a lifeline, thrusting his cock into him so deep Jimin feels it almost bulge in his belly.
“F-fuck- Jeongguk- too big-“
“Mmh- fuck sorry.”
Jeongguk groans, but doesn’t move at all, he just keeps fucking him through his orgasm, like he wants to make sure every last drop of come stays inside of him.
“Fuck hyung, so fucking good.”
Jimin shudders, body trembling in the aftermath, hole clenching and unclenching until Jeongguk’s cock slowly slips out of him.
“N-no- wanna stay inside of you.”
Jeongguk pants, laying down on his side, spooning Jimin, and pushing his semi-hard cock back in. Jimin moans softly, feeling so fulfilled.
Jeongguk nuzzles his face into his neck, pressing soft kisses there, pulling him closer by his waist until they’re all pressed up against each other.
“That was so good.”
Jeongguk sighs, breathing in the scent of Jimin’s hair.
Jimin didn’t think Jeongguk would be all lovey-dovey after sex, but he should have known when he said he watches porn with feelings.
“Can I really fuck you again?”
Jeongguk asks.
“Yeah, you can fuck me all the time.”
Honestly, anytime of the day, Jimin would be willing to bend over the fucking kitchen counter or couch or any surface in their apartment.
Jeongguk’s cock twitches inside of him, and Jimin looks over his shoulder, perplexed.
“I haven’t been able to fuck anyone properly for years, okay?”
Jeongguk defends himself, cheeks dusting pink.
“And you never thought it was because you like ass more than pussy?”
“ Hyung .”
Jeongguk buries his face in the crook of his neck, a little embarrassed. Jimin just chuckles, kissing the top of his head.
“Don’t worry, we’ll have all the time to discover things together.”