be my first || johnyong

nine,

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It wasn't the best blowjob he'd ever received. Far from it, actually.

It'd been obvious right from the start that Taeyong only had the vaguest idea what he was doing.

But what he lacked in skill he more than made up for in enthusiasm.

He acted on each one of Johnny's instructions with an eagerness to please that was a turn on in and of itself.

And, of course, there was the whole fact that it was Taeyong with his mouth on Johnny's dick.

Taeyong licking, sucking, flicking that pink tongue across the tip and tasting Johnny's pre-come and moaning as if he was enjoying every second.

That took the blowjob from so-so to awesome, and when Taeyong grew a bit bolder and gripped Johnny's cock at the base and slapped it against his tongue with a naughty little look on his face, well...

It was game over.

Done deal.

Finito.

By then Taeyong's erection was already primed and ready to go again.

So, Johnny rolled Taeyong onto his back, stripped him of his jeans and briefs, and showed Taeyong just what kind of tricks a few years of experience had taught him.

But when he felt Taeyong tensing under his ministrations, he pulled back, slowed it down, drew it out.

As Taeyong panted and whined for release, Johnny snagged the tube of lubricant from the bedside table and squeezed a small amount into his palm.

They weren't going to have full-out sex, not right then, but he had a feeling Taeyong had never done this part either, and he wanted to make it memorable.

He lubed up his fingers, and while Taeyong was pleasantly distracted by the feel of Johnny tonguing and sucking at the skin around his neck, he carefully pressed one inside.

Taeyong trembled and gave a strangled cry, the muscles of his abdomen clenching as he pushed down into Johnny's touch.

It wasn't long before Johnny added another finger, spreading them apart, stretching, seeking out Taeyong's prostate and touching it just so.

The tremors that started in Taeyong's thighs told Johnny he wouldn't last much longer.

He pulled his ace in the hole then, and slid his mouth down to one of Taeyong's nipple. Sucking hard, applying steady pressure against Taeyong's sweet spot all the while.

Taeyong made a sound that was part-scream, part-sob, and came so hard he seemed to stop breathing for a few seconds.

Johnny waited for Taeyong's body to relax before he withdrew his fingers.

Taeyong immediately turned and snuggled into Johnny's embrace, offering his mouth up for another kiss.

Johnny was more than happy to oblige.

He liked Taeyong's kisses.

He thought he could maybe even get addicted to them.

And quite possibly already was.

But Johnny didn't want to think about that too much.

He covered Taeyong's mouth with his and just kissed him until the kisses went from sultry to sleepy and slow.

Then, with one last nibbly kiss to Taeyong's lower lip, Johnny pulled back and Taeyong nestled his face into the crook of his shoulder and fell asleep within the span of a breath.

For a while Johnny was too wired to sleep, his body still thrumming with restless energy.

He reached over to turn off the lamp with his free arm and just lay there, caressing the silky skin of Taeyong's back and enjoying the sound of his even breathing in the darkness.

The night hadn't gone anything like he'd imagined it would.

Not only had Taeyong seemed inexperienced, it was almost as if he were entirely untouched.

It was enough to make Johnny suspect there probably hadn't been an ex-boyfriend at all.

But that was okay.

More than okay.

Johnny didn't exactly relish the idea of anyone having touched Taeyong before him.

It surprised Johnny how at ease he felt with everything that'd happened.

Maybe it was because Taeyong hadn't wanted to rush into the actual sex.

Johnny was grateful for that.

He'd spent a good portion of the day worried he might be swamped with guilt afterward, even if Sehun had given his approval.

What surprised him even more, though, was that he hadn't jumped on the out Taeyong had given him earlier, when he'd said they could stop and just forget about everything.

For one second, Johnny had honestly been tempted.

But seeing Taeyong all flustered and insecure, he hadn't been able to stop himself from acting.

So he'd told Taeyong he wanted him, partially to take that anxiety away, yes, but also because it was the honest to God truth.

Then he'd kissed Taeyong, and he could've sworn the earth had tilted on its axis because suddenly his head was spinning and he'd fallen into that kiss with a sort of wild hunger that bordered on desperation.

He wasn't sure that one of those kisses wouldn't someday stop his heart.

But, man, that would be a hell of a way to go.