Bad Baby ×NamJin×

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Smut

After a little while longer, Namjoon and Jin said their goodbyes. Jin gave him a kiss goodnight and texted Hyunsa to see if the coast was clear. He snuck in, and that's how he ended up comfortable in his bed, staring in awe at his computer screen.

He unknowingly stumbled upon some porn site, and was now staring at a video of a girl being rammed by her 'step dad'. Jin, a gay twink, felt nothing but curiosity upon staring at the sight before him. He didn't like the sounds in his headphones all that much, but pushed through it to get t the bottom of it.

They both seemed to be enjoying it, and he thought maybe, he'd get to enjoy it, too. He did when Ryujoon did it with him, although, this was still different. The positions, the sounds, the place, force, everything was different. But, he wasn't a girl anyways, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. But this was the only sex he'd seen besides his own experience. He'd only ever stumbled upon porn of women and men.

So he clicked on another, and another, until he found the result of a boy and a boy.

This was a small, skinny boy kissing intensely with a tall, well built man. The man was handsome in Jin's eyes, but nowhere near the way Namjoon was.

The skinny boy was pressed up against the counter before being lifted up by the other man, and their hands roamed all over each other. This time, Jin didn't mind the sounds all that much. The groans from the man were, pleasant, to say the least. The whimpers from the boy were just the same. Both men began to undress and chuck their clothes to the floor.

Jin pouted, wouldn't their maid have to clean that up? How rude of them, couldn't even leave them in a pile!

Then the man spread the boy's legs abruptly, and the boy gasped in shock. Jon's face began to turn beet red and heat up quickly. The man reached over for a bottle and squirted it's contents onto the boy's hole. He squirmed underneath the man and moaned loudly. Jin couldn't help but feel....jealous?

Why? He didn't want that man touching him. So why was he a little upset?

Because unbeknownst to him, he did want that touch, just not from the man on the screen.

His soft, silky pajama bottoms began to feel restrictive, as he felt them tightening up around his crotch. He lifted the covers and gasped at the tent in his pants.

He'd seen this before! It was painful sometimes and embarrassing, but eventually went away. This had only happened every once in a while, and that time with Ryujoon. Was this because he was jealous of the men in the video?

He decided to try and ignore it, focusing back on his laptop screen. He was here for research after all. What use would it be if he didn't learn anything from it?

The man entered the boy underneath him and the squelching sound sent shivers down Jin's spine. The memory came back to him, the feeling of Ryujoon touching his sides softly and caressing his back. He felt a warm tingle spread through his body.

He watched, eyes glued to the scene playing out on the screen. He began to feel uncomfortably hot, and the ache in his groin only grew stronger. He bit his lip as he cautiously ran a hand over the tent, gasping softly at the nice feeling that ran through him. He looked up at the screen, back down to himself, and back up again as he made an unconscious decision to touch himself as he watched.

His hand moved back and forth on the fabric covered bulge, softly palming himself as he watched the screen. But his self made friction just wasn't enough. He panicked, needing relief but not knowing how to give himself that.

So he called Namjoon.

"J-Joonie?"

"Yes, Love? It's eleven thirty, what are you doing up past your bedtime?"