Fresh Junior Kim Seokjin transferred into the new school. Head Boy Namjoon Feels his blood boiling every time he sees this new boy, at least that's what he says to his boyfriend Min Yoongi. But is there any chemistry or Is something possible?
Tonight, he would do nothing more than watch, and that was crazy enough seeing how the boy by his side was straight a womanizer, and too beautiful to consider for a moment desperate enough for a jerking session with a gay guy. "No, it's fine," he barely managed. Namjoon had hair in all the right places, not excessive, and just enough to be enticing in a natural way.
And he was packed with muscles everywhere, Jin couldn't help but notice as he took in the perfect thigh a bit raised, and leaned against the arm of the chair to allow anyone looking a clear view of his large ball sack that appeared deliciously full. The chances of meeting Namjoon again like this were slim, and maybe his fantasies needed a bit of the real thing to finally reach their zenith. So Jin grabbed his cock and pulled the skin back with a punishing stroke.
The harder he did it, the more pleasurable it felt. Namjoon let out a slight sound of appreciation, and his hand began to move up and down, too. He brushed his thumb over the head from time to time, pressing it into the snake's eye like he was manipulating a shaken bottle of champagne.
"Man, that looks brutal," Namjoon commented. Their breathing was too loud, and Jin could feel goosebumps everywhere. His cock needed some hard discipline, it was true.
But he couldn't help but notice how Namjoon kept on torturing his own mushroom. "And that looks like a sadist's trade from where I stand." Namjoon let out a ragged laugh.
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"How about we switch?" "What do you mean?" Jin was staring openly now, enjoying the view a bit too much. Namjoon took him by surprise when he stood and walked over. Jin had no time to react as the other straddled him, pressing his ball sack directly against his.
"You do mine, and I do yours." "Ah," Jin said, for lack of words. He was frozen in place, and his cock was pulsing like mad in his hand, although he had stopped rubbing it.
Namjoon pushed his hand away and then seized his cock. Jin moaned when the rough thumb brushed over the sensitive head. "Come on, do me," Namjoon urged him.
It wasn't happening, right? He just had the most vivid dream ever, and he was bound to wake up soon. He took Namjoon's cock hesitantly and closed his eyes. Together with that insane torture on his cock, he risked blowing prematurely.
"Why are you so gentle?" Namjoon whispered. "Do mine like you do yours?" "You sure?" Jin asked in a whisper, his eyes still closed. "I'm not going to go easy on you, so suit yourself."
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Maybe Namjoon needed to be taught a lesson so that he would stop all the mischief. So Jin took a firm hold of the beautiful thing in his hand and pushed down the skin with all his strength. "Oh, yes," Namjoon breathed out.
"Man, your dick is uber nice. Totally a grower." It must have grown beyond its usual capabilities, Jin thought. He half-closed his eyes to observe Namjoon's cock.
It was thick and veiny, not as long as his, but definitely used to a lot of action. Was it a good thing to watch it from so up close? He could feel the other's weight on his thighs, and everywhere their bodies touched, the fire burned. One risky look higher, and his eyes fell on Namjoon's face.
His sensual lips were parted, his pretty eyes were glowing, and he was blinking lazily while moaning now and then.
