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?
He would probably die a little if Namjoon did that, but the least he could do was to remain courteous. Namjoon snorted and opened his fly. Jin's breath hitched as his hard-on was released.
"Look at how fast it grows," Namjoon joked as he moved one hand along Jin's impossibly hard erection. The saving grace was that he would probably last very little time. Because of Namjoon, he was a horny bastard these days.
"Any pointers before I go in? You know what, forget it. You don't know anything about it anyhow." Namjoon didn't allow him one extra second to reply and covered the engorged head with his lips.
Jin buried his hands in Namjoon's hair. It felt so soft and nice, and the sensations coursing through his body were so good he could cry. "If I do something weird and you hate it, just tell me," Namjoon said, pulling back a little.
"You only need to exist where you are right now, and I'm happy," Jin whispered, bringing Namjoon's head back. "Wow, big words." Indeed.
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Jin shut him up, more forcefully than he intended, by filling his beautiful mouth. Namjoon made a surprised sound but recovered quickly and began moving his tongue around. That was too much already.
"Namjoon, please slow down, I beg you," he whispered. Namjoon raised one hand and gave him a thumbs up to show that he understood. Yet, as his mouth moved slowly along his cock, it was even more arousing.
Daejoon had always been so hurried, so rough on the rare occasions he had jerked him off that Jin felt like each time he came it was being pulled out of him. There was no sign of that in the way Namjoon sucked his cock. It didn't matter that he appeared clumsy; at the same time, he was enthusiastic, like he was tasting something delicious for the first time in his life.
The small sounds that came out of his throat to accompany the steady movement of his plump lips were driving him crazy with too much want. Namjoon was sucking his cock. The thought of that alone was enough to make him spill, but now he was being treated to the real thing, and all his fantasies faded in comparison.
"Please, move away, I'm coming," he gasped. To his surprise and elation, Namjoon did nothing of the kind. Instead, he clamped his mouth hard on his cock and brought his lips together in a delicious squeeze.
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Jin cried out as his entire body tensed for what felt like blissful ages and then went limp. "Wow," Namjoon smacked his lips as he was standing up to lean against the car beside Jin, breathing hard. "I warned you," Jin breathed out.
"So? It wasn't bad or anything. Or haven't you ever tasted it?" That was a little jab, for sure. "Yes, of course, I have," he replied.
Namjoon leaned toward him and kissed him. "Then you won't mind if I do this." He was spent, coming down from the biggest high in his life, and it had lasted such a short amount of time that he wondered whether he hadn't imagined it.
No, Namjoon's scent was all around him, and their lips and tongues were doing a happy dance, so it was all real. Jin placed his hands on Namjoon's shoulders and pushed him slightly away; one, because he needed air, and two, because he would never live it down if he were to be perceived as a selfish lover. "It's my turn," he announced.
