Jiyong made a soft noise in the back of his throat. “Another,” he said.
Seunghyun obeyed, pulling one finger out and sliding two back in. Jiyong keened as they slid up inside him, hips rising up off the bed. “You okay?” Seunghyun whispered.
Jiyong nodded, eyes squeezed shut. “Your fingers are bigger than mine, that’s all.”
Seunghyun moved slower then, allowing Jiyong to acclimate, peering down at his face the whole time for any sign that he needed to adjust.
Soon, Jiyong was rocking against his hand, pushing him to go faster, cheeks flushed. He tugged Seunghyun down to his mouth, breathless. “Kiss me.”
Seunghyun did, mouth opening over Jiyong’s to swallow his s. It was the hottest thing he’d ever experienced, Jiyong writhing on his fingers, ing into his mouth, hand in Seunghyun’s hair to keep him right where he wanted him.
“Curl your fingers,” Jiyong gasped between kisses, so Seunghyun did, eyebrows flying up when Jiyong arched up almost violently, hissed, “Again.”
Seunghyun did it again, rubbing against the hardened little spot he’d found on the upper wall of his channel. Jiyong gasped, hips bucking hard against Seunghyun’s hand.
“Congratulations,” Jiyong said. “You just found my prostate.”
Seunghyun snickered. “Is that like the g-spot or something?”
Jiyong gave him an absent nod, still caught up in the feel of Seunghyun’s touch, his pretty little bobbing against Seunghyun’s forearm with each rock of his hips.
Without any warning, Jiyong was suddenly pushing him away and moving over him. Seunghyun blinked at their new position, him flat on his back with Jiyong straddled over him. Jiyong wasted no time in tearing a free from the string, ripping open the wrapper with his teeth so he could roll it down Seunghyun’s shaft.
Seunghyun’s heart hammered in his chest, his primed and ready for whatever Jiyong planned to do with it. He’d known this was where things were heading, was eager for it even, but it was happening so fast now, like the sinking thrill of a rollercoaster before it made its first drop.
Jiyong noticed his face once he was done slicking Seunghyun’s shaft. “Everything okay?”
Seunghyun looked up at him with wide eyes, glistening with lube. He nodded.
Jiyong’s lips curled into this fond little grin. “You’re not gonna freak out on me, are you?”
Seunghyun shook his head.
Jiyong raised up over him and took the base of Seunghyun’s shaft in hand. “I’ll go slow, okay? Just tell me when you’re ready.”
Jiyong dragged the head of his back and forth over his hole, letting it slide between his cheeks, slippery. “I’m ready,” Seunghyun choked out, couldn’t remember why he hadn’t been before. His was throbbing in Jiyong’s hand, aching to be inside.
Jiyong chuckled and slowly lowered himself down.
.
It was so tight and hot, the feel of Jiyong engulfing him, taking him into his body bit by bit. Taking him inside. Seunghyun’s eyes screwed shut as Jiyong sank all the way down.
This was it, Seunghyun thought. He’d done it. He was ing a dude. Whatever last vestige of weirdness he felt toward it was put to bed. It felt so good, and Jiyong looked incredible, and the only room he had in his head was for his desire for more.
“Jiyong,” he gritted, voice shifting impossibly low, the sound of two rocks grinding together.
“Yeah?” Jiyong answered, coy, sliding up before sinking all the way back down, clenching down on Seunghyun’s .
Seunghyun’s mouth fell open, whatever words he’d planned to say, lost.
Jiyong braced his hands on Seunghyun’s chest so he could rock down on Seunghyun’s , balancing himself as he built a steady rhythm. “Feel good?”
Seunghyun nodded, lips parted in bliss, drunk on the rolling of Jiyong’s hips. His fingers sank into the sheets, but not for long because Jiyong gathered up his hands and brought them to his hips.
“Didn’t we go over this already?” Jiyong said. “Your hands go here.”
Seunghyun squeezed there instead, hard enough to feel Jiyong’s bones shift, digging his fingers in as Jiyong ed down on him. It was slow, unbearably so, the way Jiyong ground his over Seunghyun’s lap.
“Please,” Seunghyun begged, pushing up into his heat. “I need —”
Those were the magic words, the ones Jiyong had been waiting for. His lips curled as he picked up the pace, rocking down on him more insistently, bouncing on his . Seunghyun watched, entranced, as Jiyong rode him, as he rose almost the whole way off before sinking down again, Seunghyun’s glistening before disappearing back up inside him.
It was the most thing he’d ever seen, the flush of Jiyong’s cheeks as he moved, the way it extended all the way down his chest and over his rolling hips, his hair damp and clinging to his forehead. Jiyong ed the same way he danced, all dark eyes and lithe grace, lower lip caught between his teeth. Seunghyun was unbelievably close again just from watching him. Jiyong felt how close he was and raised back up, suspending over Seunghyun’s hips with only the head still inside.
“I thought you were gonna
Jiyong made a soft noise in the back of his throat. “Another,” he said.Seunghyun obeyed, pulling one finger out and sliding two back in. Jiyong keened as they slid up inside him, hips rising up off the bed. “You okay?” Seunghyun whispered.Jiyong nodded, eyes squeezed shut. “Your fingers are bigger than mine, that’s all.”Seunghyun moved slower then, allowing Jiyong to acclimate, peering down at his face the whole time for any sign that he needed to adjust.Soon, Jiyong was rocking against his hand, pushing him to go faster, cheeks flushed. He tugged Seunghyun down to his mouth, breathless. “Kiss me.”Seunghyun did, mouth opening over Jiyong’s to swallow his s. It was the hottest thing he’d ever experienced, Jiyong writhing on his fingers, ing into his mouth, hand in Seunghyun’s hair to keep him right where he wanted him. “Curl your fingers,” Jiyong gasped between kisses, so Seunghyun did, eyebrows flying up when Jiyong arched up almost violently, hissed, “Again.”Seunghyun did it again, rubbing against the hardened little spot he’d found on the upper wall of his channel. Jiyong gasped, hips bucking hard against Seunghyun’s hand.“Congratulations,” Jiyong said. “You just found my prostate.”Seunghyun snickered. “Is that like the g-spot or something?”Jiyong gave him an absent nod, still caught up in the feel of Seunghyun’s touch, his pretty little bobbing against Seunghyun’s forearm with each rock of his hips.Without any warning, Jiyong was suddenly pushing him away and moving over him. Seunghyun blinked at their new position, him flat on his back with Jiyong straddled over him. Jiyong wasted no time in tearing a free from the string, ripping open the wrapper with his teeth so he could roll it down Seunghyun’s shaft.Seunghyun’s heart hammered in his chest, his primed and ready for whatever Jiyong planned to do with it. He’d known this was where things were heading, was eager for it even, but it was happening so fast now, like the sinking thrill of a rollercoaster before it made its first drop.Jiyong noticed his face once he was done slicking Seunghyun’s shaft. “Everything okay?”Seunghyun looked up at him with wide eyes, glistening with lube. He nodded.Jiyong’s lips curled into this fond little grin. “You’re not gonna freak out on me, are you?”Seunghyun shook his head.Jiyong raised up over him and took the base of Seunghyun’s shaft in hand. “I’ll go slow, okay? Just tell me when you’re ready.”Jiyong dragged the head of his back and forth over his hole, letting it slide between his cheeks, slippery. “I’m ready,” Seunghyun choked out, couldn’t remember why he hadn’t been before. His was throbbing in Jiyong’s hand, aching to be inside.Jiyong chuckled and slowly lowered himself down..It was so tight and hot, the feel of Jiyong engulfing him, taking him into his body bit by bit. Taking him inside. Seunghyun’s eyes screwed shut as Jiyong sank all the way down.This was it, Seunghyun thought. He’d done it. He was ing a dude. Whatever last vestige of weirdness he felt toward it was put to bed. It felt so good, and Jiyong looked incredible, and the only room he had in his head was for his desire for more.“Jiyong,” he gritted, voice shifting impossibly low, the sound of two rocks grinding together.“Yeah?” Jiyong answered, coy, sliding up before sinking all the way back down, clenching down on Seunghyun’s .Seunghyun’s mouth fell open, whatever words he’d planned to say, lost.Jiyong braced his hands on Seunghyun’s chest so he could rock down on Seunghyun’s , balancing himself as he built a steady rhythm. “Feel good?”Seunghyun nodded, lips parted in bliss, drunk on the rolling of Jiyong’s hips. His fingers sank into the sheets, but not for long because Jiyong gathered up his hands and brought them to his hips. “Didn’t we go over this already?” Jiyong said. “Your hands go here.”Seunghyun squeezed there instead, hard enough to feel Jiyong’s bones shift, digging his fingers in as Jiyong ed down on him. It was slow, unbearably so, the way Jiyong ground his over Seunghyun’s lap. “Please,” Seunghyun begged, pushing up into his heat. “I need —”Those were the magic words, the ones Jiyong had been waiting for. His lips curled as he picked up the pace, rocking down on him more insistently, bouncing on his . Seunghyun watched, entranced, as Jiyong rode him, as he rose almost the whole way off before sinking down again, Seunghyun’s glistening before disappearing back up inside him.It was the most thing he’d ever seen, the flush of Jiyong’s cheeks as he moved, the way it extended all the way down his chest and over his rolling hips, his hair damp and clinging to his forehead. Jiyong ed the same way he danced, all dark eyes and lithe grace, lower lip caught between his teeth. Seunghyun was unbelievably close again just from watching him. Jiyong felt how close he was and raised back up, suspending over Seunghyun’s hips with only the head still inside.
“I thought you were gonna
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