The Fleshlight Fic (Jimin POV) - part 2 (Patreon)

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Jimin is way too excited to have Jeongguk back in his room. The past week he’s had to just hold back and watch Jeongguk try to woo Do-hee for a moment alone. He had seen them slip into a secluded place, and he had wondered how it went.

It’s a bit of a weird feeling. Something about being Jeongguk’s teacher makes him kind of eager to see Jeongguk do what he taught him. To see him kiss Do-hee, to see him touch her. Yet, at the same time there is a dark feeling tugging at his heart, one that whispers that Jeongguk is his, and no one else’s.

So, when Jeongguk comes to his room for another lesson, he’s excited and curious.

“Come on, you were missing for about 5 minutes, you could have come within that time!”

“Shut up. We just kissed.”

Jimin only grins as he lays down on his side, patting the spot next to him on his bed. Jeongguk reluctantly joins him, lies down on his back and looks at the ceiling, sighing deeply.

“You sound thrilled.”

Jimin draws out the last word, and Jeongguk clicks his tongue, frown appearing on his pretty face.

“What is it? Did something go wrong? Did she bite your lip too hard?”

“No, it was good.”

Jeongguk says, as if he’s trying to convince himself. Jimin hides a smirk, because essentially, this means he’s a better kisser than Do-hee.

Hah.

“So good it makes you look like you want to bury your head in the sand.”

He says, making Jeongguk pout.

“I just.. thought that I would kind of.. get excited? I’ve been crushing on her for months, but when we kissed it felt different. Anti-climactic?”

Jimin stares at him, because the opening is just a little too good. Because last time when they kissed, Jeongguk did climax.

Jeongguk’s eyes widen when he realises his mistake.

“No- I didn’t mean like- as in climax-“

Jimin chuckles, can’t help it, and when Jeongguk groans and screams into the pillow he just bursts into a fit of giggles.

“It’s fine- it’s okay Jeongguk-ah. I guess you didn’t see it coming.”

“Hyung.”

“It wasn’t a relieving experience-“

“I swear to god.”

Jeongguk turns on his side and pushes him down on the mattress, pins him down like last time. Jimin loves when Jeongguk gets like this, so frustrated that he just has to pin him down, to establish dominance in at least one aspect of their friendship.

Jimin pokes at his authority, tilts his head and smiles meanly.

“So, you’re saying I’m a better kisser?”

Jeongguk’s jaw squares at the question, but Jimin can see that slight uncertainty glisten in those round eyes.

“I’m not saying that.”

“No? It kind of sounds like that.”

“It’s only because I hadn’t kissed anyone in years, you broke my dry spell.”

Jeongguk says, and it’s such a lame excuse. Jimin knows he was the better kisser just from this little act.

“Mm.” He hums, nodding along as if he believes Jeongguk. “You did get wet.”

The expression on Jeongguk’s face is so adorable, all flustered and ashamed. Jimin could keep doing this all night long, but Jeongguk isn’t here for that.

“So, what do you want to learn today?”

He asks, tilting his head a little, hair falling in his face. Jeongguk looks at him for a second, before his eyes trail down to his lips, pupils dilating.

Oh.

Jimin feels blood rush up to his face, a little flattered at how badly Jeongguk seems to want to kiss him again.

“Thought you had kissing down, or do you want to practice some more?”

Jeongguk looks up, eyes widening a little before he shakes his head.

“I wanna try.. enduring longer.”

That’s not surprising given last time.

“Wanna make it to 4 minutes?”

Jimin asks. Jeongguk just hits him in the chest. He laughs, and then flips them over so he’s on top.

“How’d you wanna do it?”

He asks, intrigued to what exactly Jeongguk expects of enduring longer. Does he want to get off together?

Jeongguk looks up at him, a little lost, and then he turns his head away, ears turning a little red.

Fuck. This must be good. Jimin feels his temperature rise just looking at Jeongguk in a tight spot.

“What? You know you can tell me right?”

Jimin coaxes, but Jeongguk stays silent, looking like he wants to escape this moment.

Ah, that must mean..

“Want me to touch you?”

He asks, making the younger freeze underneath him, and Jimin knows he’s hit the nail on the head. Jeongguk nods, looking all embarrassed and lost, Jimin can’t help but coo at him.

It’s so insane how Jeongguk can look so hot and confident when in reality he’s this. He’s all deer-eyed and shy, wanting to be cool and experienced even if it means being taught by his hyung.

Jimin bites his lip, trying to keep a clear mind but he can’t hold back. His hand travels down to Jeongguk’s crotch, cupping it and finding him already hard under his fingers.

Fuck.

“Hyung-“

“Mmh, just talking about it gets you hard.”

Jimin caresses over his bulge, feeling the outline of his hard cock. He’s so greedy for it he almost forgets that this is a lesson at all, just groping Jeongguk like a second nature.

“Think about Do-hee.”

He instructs, kind of needing to hear that himself as he caresses over the length through the fabric. Jeongguk closes his eyes, just lets Jimin touch him. Complete trust, as if Jimin isn’t salivating over him, waiting for an opportunity to cross the line.

“You’re quite big, aren’t you?”

Jimin rasps, leaning a little closer. Jeongguk’s expression changes a little, as if he loves hearing that.

“If only you knew how to use it.”

He whispers then, closer to Jeongguk’s ear. The effect is immediate, Jeongguk rolls his hips up, rubbing his cock against Jimin’s hand, and when that isn’t enough he tries to open his button.

Jimin bats his hands away.

“Too eager, again.”

Jeongguk makes a soft annoyed sound, but lets Jimin play with him, lets him touch everything until he can’t take it anymore.

“Hyung- fuck- please.”

Jeongguk breathes out, opening his glassy eyes to look at him.

And oh.. what a pretty picture. Jimin almost gasps at the sight of Jeongguk looking all needy for it. That’s the thing about not having experience, every touch is electric, addictive, Jeongguk looks like he’s on edge already from just this.

Fuck, he has to stay sane. He blinks and smiles at Jeongguk, trying to not look like he’s a predator.

“Begging so early?”

Jeongguk looks down at where Jimin is touching him, losing his breath.

“Please- I don’t think she’d make me wait this long.”

This long? What has it been, one minute? two?

Jimin tuts and shakes his head.

“But I’m training you, it’s about endurance. Last time you came in your pants, remember?”

Jeongguk swallows, ears turning red. Jimin bites his lip at the memory as he rubs his fingers over the most sensitive part of Jeongguk’s cock with his index and middle finger. He earns a gasp, and Jeongguk’s cock twitches under his hand.

So virginal, so eager.

“Please hyung- just touch me.”

Jeongguk begs, chest heaving a little with anticipation. Jimin is in that tight spot where he wants to coo over everything Jeongguk does and give him exactly what he wants, and also wanting to just hear him beg non stop, and make him so fucking desperate he can’t even speak.

When his eyes travel down and he sees that little wet spot of precum on Jeongguk’s jeans he decides to just give in. He opens the button and zipper of Jeongguk’s pants and takes them off, not missing the way his cock slaps against his stomach.

Fuck. He didn’t get to see it last time.. but Jeongguk has a really pretty cock. Better than any of the guys he’s been with. Ah fuck, he’s been missing out on this.

“Mm, look at that big, useless cock.”

Jimin says, curling his hand around the shaft and making it slap against Jeongguk’s stomach a few times.

“F-fuck.”

Jeongguk gasps, eyes half-mast, gaze dragging down to his lips again. It’s so obvious, Jimin can’t not tease him about it. He gives him a pretty smirk, licks over his lips while he slowly starts flicking his wrist.

It’s so hot to see Jeongguk’s expression change to complete bliss, pretty moan falling from his lips as he throws his head back like it’s the best feeling in the world.

Jimin tries not to get riled up about it, that he’s the first person to make Jeongguk feel this way, that he’s witnessing Jeongguk’s first reaction to being touched by someone else’s hand.

“Are you thinking of Do-hee’s hand around you?”

He asks, just to ground himself.

Jeongguk nods, though he doesn’t even seem to be listening. Jimin squeezes his cock in his hand, still quite impressed by the girth, picking up the pace a little.

Jeongguk is gasping and moaning as if nothing has ever felt this good before, and it strokes Jimin’s ego just right. This is all just for him, the way Jeongguk leans into his touch, the way he writhes against the mattress, the way he looks at him through half-lidded eyes.

He needs to hear Jeongguk moan even louder.

“Maybe she’d talk to you hm? Say things like wow, you’re even bigger in my hand.”

He tries, making Jeongguk’s breath hitch. Which is good, but he needs him to lose it.

“Or maybe something like, I wonder what it tastes like..”

He continues, purposely lowering his voice a little.

It seems to work, because Jeongguk starts to buck his hips up, fucking the tight hole Jimin makes with his hand, loud moan falling from his lips.

Fuck. Jimin feels his own cock twitch, but he can’t focus on that right now.

“Jimin-hyung.”

“Yes Jeonggukie?”

Jeongguk seems to struggle talking, mouth opening and closing a few times.

“Do you wonder what it tastes like?”

Oh.

Oh god, Jeongguk really just.. crossed that line. Jimin didn’t think he would have the guts, but he’s pleasantly surprised.

“Wanna know?”

He teases, curling his hand around the head of Jeongguk’s cock, palming over it, jerking him off shallowly.

“Yeah- fuck- wanna know.”

Jeongguk pants.

Fuck, he’s so perfect. Jimin chuckles and allows himself to peck his cheek. Because if Jeongguk is asking, it must mean he’s thinking about it, considering it.

“Really?”

Jimin makes Jeongguk’s cock slap against his stomach a few times. Jeongguk is on edge, breathing unevenly as he nods.

God, fuck.

He leans a little closer to whisper against Jeongguk’s ear.

“Yeah, I want to know what you taste like.”

Jeongguk gasps, and his hips start bucking up irregularly. Which he did last time when he was about to-

“O-oh fuck- I think I’m gonna-“

Holy shit.

“Nah-ah. Hold it.”

Jimin squeezes the base of Jeongguk’s cock, making his eyes fly open.

“No- please-“

“Not yet. You want to learn to endure so hold it.”

It is so satisfying to see Jeongguk struggle to hold back, and even more delicious is the way he glares at him as if it’s his fault. As if Jimin was the one who proposed to teach him this.

He just smiles a little meanly, tilts Jeongguk’s head up by his chin.

“That’s a good look on you.”

He says, seeing how Jeongguk’s cheeks dust pink. Adorable.

Jimin just keeps eye contact as he starts to touch him again. That big cock twitching in his hand with every measly stroke, Jeongguk’s whole body tensing up, thin layer of sweat shimmering on his skin. He’s really such a virgin, Jimin can see how quickly Jeongguk is already on the verge again.

“Jimin- fuck- I’m-“

“Hold it.”

He commands, squeezing the base of Jeongguk’s throbbing cock, listening to him pant in frustration. If he could just do this everyday.. make Jeongguk sweat like this, make him so needy and dependant. The glare he receives sends shivers down his spine, and he wants to push it even further.

“Do-Hee can probably take more hm? I think at least 15 minutes would be good for your training.”

Jeongguk’s eyes widen in shock, and he shakes his head immediately. Jimin tries to hide his smile, but doesn’t really think it works.

“What? You can’t last any longer? It’s been..” Jimin looks at his watch. “3 minutes.”

Jeongguk seems upset to hear it, shaking his head in defence.

“But- but you already teased me through my pants.”

“Okay, so maybe 5, in total.”

He says, dragging his thumb slowly up the length, playing with his frenulum, sliding it over the head of his cock. Just to see Jeongguk’s frown smoothen, lips opening with a soft moan he just can’t hold back.

Jimin’s eyes linger there, on Jeongguk’s lips, bitten red and looking so soft..

He needs to kiss them again, especially now that he knows he’s a better kisser than Do-hee.

“Think she would kiss you while touching you? Cause I’m pretty sure you’d last about half a second then.”

He says, trying to tap into that competitive mindset. He knows how to play Jeongguk, knows exactly how to get him to do what he wants. So he leans in a little more, until Jeongguk’s eyes drag down to his lips, exactly as planned.

“Maybe- maybe she would..”

Jeongguk says, quicker than lightning. Oh, so predictable. Jimin can’t even fight the complacent smile tugging on his lips, even though he knows Jeongguk hates it when he does that.

“You can just ask, you know?”

He says, to which Jeongguk just shakes his head.

“Why not? You can just imagine I’m Do-hee again, it’s good for training.”

Jimin says, because that’s how good of a friend he is. Even if Jeongguk already knows how to kiss, he’ll help him maintain that talent.

Jeongguk seems to struggle, but eventually he closes his eyes and nods, giving into it.

Jimin’s mouth waters, and he leans closer like a predator over his prey.

“If you feel like you’re gonna come, pat my arm, I’ll make sure you won’t.”

He whispers against Jeongguk’s lips before closing the distance. Jeongguk makes an annoyed little sound, and Jimin drinks it right up, claiming that mouth as his own.

That’s the fun part, not letting Jeongguk breathe. Kissing him in the most selfish way possible, where he takes everything he wants from him because that’s what he’s been dreaming about for years. Jeongguk all pliant on his back for him, moaning at his touch, shivering when he licks into his mouth, jerking up into his hand so desperately.

That’s all his mind is telling him to do, ruin Jeongguk for Do-hee. Ruin him for anyone else. Corrupt him until he sees stars, until he consumes every corner of Jeongguk’s mind.

He gets so lost in it that he doesn’t notice how hard he’s rubbing over Jeongguk’s cock, flicking his wrist, no mercy at all. He breaks the kiss to spit in his hand, brings it back down and jerks Jeongguk off faster, making the slide so nice and wet.

“F-fuck, oh my god.”

Jeongguk moans, looking down at where Jimin is touching him.

Jimin takes a peek as well, finds Jeongguk leaking already.

Fuck.

He thumbs over it, shivering at the thought of tasting it. Instead, he uses it as lube. Then he drags his eyes back up, lust-drunk as he finds Jeongguk’s pretty lips, and he closes the distance once more.

It’s such a heated kiss, Jeongguk seems to want it just as bad, opening his lips for Jimin so he can lick into his mouth, take whatever he wants.

It’s then that he feels Jeongguk’s cock twitch in his hand, feels him buck his hips up faster, hears him breathe in and out loudly.

“Are you even trying to last?”

Jimin asks, raising an eyebrow.

Jeongguk just pants, turns his head away in shame, but doesn’t stop fucking his hand.

Poor thing.. he wants to come so bad. Jimin feels his own cock twitch, needs to break Jeongguk a little more.

“Get the feeling you just want hyung to make you come.”

He whispers.

Jeongguk gasps, eyes rolling back, and with one more stroke of Jimin’s hand, he finally comes.

It’s the first time Jimin sees it happen, a perfect cumshot right in front of him. Jeongguk’s back arching off of the mattress, moaning so goddamn loud as his come shoots over his stomach, over the sheets, even dirtying his hand.

“Sssh, do you want someone to come in?”

He pokes, though he quite likes that idea, of someone catching them in the act. Jeongguk seems unresponsive almost, just riding out his orgasm, panting and staring at the ceiling.

Jimin just wipes his hand on the sheets and looks at his dear dongsaeng, proud he made him come like that. Very first handjob, successful.

Jeongguk takes a bit of time before he almost bashfully pulls his pants back up, cheeks dusting red as they make eye contact.

“I.. I’m sorry, I just.. I kind of.. couldn’t hold it.”

“I saw.” Jimin grins. “At least you lasted a proper 6 minutes this time.”

Jeongguk swallows, covers his face with his hands.

Jimin can’t help but laugh softly, even though he knows it’s kind of mean.

“Were you even trying, though? It seems like you just want to have sex with me.”

“No. I- I don’t.”

Jeongguk argues, way too fast, way too defensive.

The door is made of glass, Jeongguk is just that obvious. The big honest doe eyes can’t fool Jimin, he knows when he’s got someone wrapped around his finger.

“I don’t, hyu- I’m trying- I’m thinking of Do-hee.”

Jeongguk continues, even more frantic.

Jimin snorts, tilts his head.

“Right. Especially when you asked if I wonder what your cock tastes like.”

The way Jeongguk’s eyes widen just makes Jimin giddy. He really is trying so hard to deny it, though he probably knows there’s no excuse. Why is it so fun to put him in a tight spot?

“That’s just- that’s because you- you like men. So. I was just wondering.”

Jeongguk clarifies, and it really seems like he’s trying to convince himself to believe it more than he’s trying to convince Jimin.

Which is fine, Jeongguk will find out eventually, when he goes back to Do-hee and can not stop thinking about him. It’s only a matter of time.

Jeongguk is not breaking eye contact, trying to seem confident, and Jimin grants him that false reassurance. He shrugs, lets it go.

“Alright, if you say so.”

Jeongguk breathes out slowly, releasing the tension. It’s not long before he tries to avert the attention away from the previous subject. Classic Jeon Jeongguk move.

“So uhm.. do girls usually.. do all that?”

Jimin chuckles softly.

“Not really. Some of them do, but usually it’s more about you pleasing her than the other way around.”

He really hopes Do-hee is like that, in the most selfish sense possible. He hopes she’s just a shy, sweet, prude girl, who wants Jeongguk to take the reign. That way, he knows Jeongguk will come back to him, searching for that magic that happens between them.

“I’ll teach you about it next time. For now, maybe just take a shower and see Do-hee again before you start wanting only me.”

He teases, earning a whiny hyung, and a push against his shoulder.

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Okay, teaching Jeongguk about sex is fun. However, he doesn’t really get to come. Two times now, he’s made Jeongguk reach his climax without getting anything in return. Which is fine, it’s not like they agreed to help each other.

So, he knew what he signed up for, but it kind of sucks knowing Jeongguk is off to fuck this other girl while he can only think about how pretty Jeongguk looked coming all over the place.

He thought it wouldn’t be that bad, play around with Jeongguk, get to see him all horny and desperate. But the idea of him just going off and seeing Do-hee is kind of getting to him.

“What’s up? You said you needed my help but you’re not even hard.”

Oh, right.

Jimin sighs and turns to look at Hoseok next to him, takes his hand out of his pants.

They’ve fooled around ever since they became roommates. Established that as long as they’re not serious with anyone, it’s not a problem to give each other a helping hand every now and then.

With Hoseok it’s simple, fun, mindless. With Jeongguk..

It’s complicated.

“Ah, you’re hoping for Jeonggukie to come for another lesson again, hm?”

Jimin feels his cheeks burn a bit, being caught that easily. Hoseok knows him way too well.

“Sorry, I thought it wouldn’t affect me this much but..”

“You’ve always liked him.”

Hoseok finishes the sentence, and Jimin just looks at him, a little embarrassed, but he can’t deny it either.

Luckily, Hoseok just grins like he always does, pinches his cheeks and makes weird cooing noises along with a few you’re so cute comments before he gets out of bed.

“Let’s keep our hands off each other then, as long as you’re teaching Jeonggukie the ropes.”

“Mmh.”

Jimin hums in agreement, stares at the ceiling.

“But you should get off, you get all gloomy and annoying when you don’t.”

That’s just uncalled for. Jimin sits up, slightly offended and ready to argue, but Hoseok is grabbing his keys, swinging his bag over his shoulder as he walks to the door.

“Go on, I’ll go out so you can-“ Hoseok makes a jerk off hand gesture, then laughs as he walks out.

Jimin groans, but frankly, it’s not that bad of an idea. They don’t have a lot of spare time, and Hoseok rarely goes out, so..

He sits back against his headboard, grabs his phone.

Finding good porn is a difficult task, so he goes to his old favourites. Coincidentally they all include younger, muscular guys getting off on being humiliated.

It’s easy to get hard, imagining Jeongguk like that, hand around his big cock, jerking off to him just talking. Fuck, would he be able to get him that far?

Jimin bites his lower lip, slides his hand under his waistband and curls a hand around his cock, slowly flicks his wrist as he watches the guy on his screen whimper and moan.

God.. will he ever get Jeongguk to touch him too? Just the thought sends a rush of heat through his body, eyelids sinking a little.

Jeongguk did ask if he wanted to know what his cock tastes like.. maybe he is curious for more, willing to do more.

Jimin rubs his thumb over the head of his cock, feels how wet he is from just imagining it. He brings it up to his mouth, rubs the bit of precum over his lips.

It’s then that Jeongguk decides to barge into the room unannounced. Jimin retracts his hand out of his pants as a reflex.

“I need another lesson.”

Fuck, now?

Jimin looks up a little shocked, manages to lock his phone and put it down quickly.

Jeongguk doesn’t seem to notice at all, just climbs onto the bed and looks at him like he’s at a loss.

“I wanted to do stuff with Do-hee but I.. I don’t know how to touch her.. down there.”

Oh, right. They haven’t really covered any of that yet.

Jimin feels his heartbeat in his throat, but keeps calm as he nods, sits back a little, wipes his pre-cum stained mouth with the back of his hand.

He’s really in no shape to teach, already hard and horny, but he can’t turn Jeongguk down either.

“Have you watched videos about eating pussy?”

Jimin asks, realising how direct the question is only after Jeongguk chokes on his spit.

Right, Jeongguk isn’t really that open about sex.Jimin chuckles softly, tilts his head at him.

“Come on, you watch porn right?”

“Y-yes but- you’re just- you’re so shameless.”

Jeongguk stutters, eyes all wide, still coughing a little.

Jimin just smirks.

“Yeah? Girls like that too.”

“What, eating pussy?”

“When you’re shameless.”

He says, then he leans over to open a drawer next to his bed. All his sex toys collected in that drawer, ranging from big to smaller dildos, vibrators, some masturbators, a cock ring, blindfold, satin tie, but today he needs only one.

He grabs it, and turns to Jeongguk with it, eager to see his reaction.

“This is a fleshlight.”

He says, shaking it a few times.

Jeongguk ogles it with great horror, like Jimin is holding some alien object. If it weren’t so adorable, he’d have laughed at Jeongguk.

“You need to practice on it.”

He says then, handing it to Jeongguk.

Jeongguk seems almost afraid to touch it, just holding it with the tips of his fingers, examining it until he looks up with wide eyes.

“I need to what?”

“Practice.” Jimin repeats, nodding to the fleshlight. “As if it’s her.”

Jeongguk seems completely in shock, looking at the fleshlight as if it will console him somehow. It’s quite amusing, Jimin should have done this earlier.

“But- how will I know what feels good for her?”

Jeongguk asks, already trying to find an excuse to not do it.

But Jimin won’t let him. He gives him a sly smile.

“That’s why you have me. I’ll talk you through it.”

Jeongguk just looks at him, expression blank. Then he swallows as he looks back at the fleshlight.

“O-okay, so.. how should I-“

“Sit next to me, so I can see it better.”

Jimin pats the spot next to him, and Jeongguk joins him there, leaning against the headboard.

“You’ve seen it in videos, right?”

Jimin asks, because he just knows Jeongguk has watched every type of porn on the internet. He might be a virgin, but god, he’s the horniest of them all.

Jeongguk’s cheeks turn a little red, but he nods regardless.

Of course.

Jimin runs his tongue along the underside of his teeth and nods as well.

“Okay, why don’t you just start like that?”

Jeongguk still seems a little unsure, but he slowly brings the fleshlight closer.

And fuck, Jimin is just now realising how many times he fucked that fleshlight, how many times he came in it. Maybe he needs to stop Jeongguk, he can’t let him practice on a used fleshlight for god’s sake.

He’s ready to take away the toy and make up an excuse, but Jeongguk already darts his tongue out, licks over the lips. Heat spreads over Jimin’s neck, to his face as he watches how Jeongguk awkwardly licks over his toy.

Oh fuck, that’s so hot. What if he’d just come inside of it? Jeongguk eating his come out of the fleshlight, to show how devoted he is, how bad he wants him.

Jimin’s cock twitches, a dark feeling tugging at his heart. After a few more licks, Jeongguk seems ready to give up, so Jimin grabs the back of his neck and forces him closer to the fleshlight.

“Keep going.”

He rasps, eyes fixated on that bit of spit on the lips of the fleshlight. He can’t let Jeongguk stop before his tongue has been inside of it.

Jeongguk’s breathing gets a little heavier, but he listens immediately, licks over the lips a little faster, pretty tongue lapping at the toy.

“Slow down, don’t be too eager.”

Jimin says, trying to remind himself he needs to pretend that he’s actually teaching. Even though if Jeongguk would just turn to look at him he’d see how pink his cheeks are, how he’s hard and yearning for a taste.

Jeongguk gets a little lost in it, eyes closed, tonguing at his fleshlight.

“You can use your fingers too, like this.”

Jimin continues, using his other hand to demonstrate. He rubs them slowly over the length of those lips, shivering at the wetness, spreading them a bit to reveal the entrance.

Jeongguk stares at it with half-lidded eyes, and Jimin can’t help himself.

“Lick it.”

He commands, keeping his fingers there. Jeongguk doesn’t hesitate, licks between the lips, catching his fingers as well.

Jimin’s pupils dilate, watching Jeongguk lick over his fingers almost like he’s doing it on purpose. God, he listens so well, does everything he says.

“Good. You know where the clit is?”

“I-I think so.”

Jeongguk pants softly, looking at the fleshlight through his half-mast eyes.

“It’s here right?”

He asks, licking the little glans.

Jimin stares at it, Jeongguk working his tongue like that, so eager to prove himself.

Focus. Focus on the lesson.

“Yeah, but you need to draw it out a little, lick around it, kiss her lips, make her want it bad.”

He instructs, and Jeongguk just nods breathlessly, doing exactly what he asks.

Jimin is dying inside, trying to control the primal urge to fuck Jeongguk completely senseless. He tries to even his breathing, but Jeongguk is licking over his fingers like a touch-starved virgin and Jimin is so fucking hard.

Even worse is how Jeongguk is squirming right next to him, bucking his hips up slightly, the outline of his cock visible against the fabric. Fuck, Jeongguk is enjoying this, being forced to lick his fleshlight. And maybe it’s just wishful thinking, but Jeongguk seems to enjoy licking over his fingers even more.

Jimin sucks on his bottom lip, feels something warm on his thigh, looks at it to find Jeongguk’s hand curling around it, squeezing it greedily.

Lust surges through Jimin’s veins and he throws all ideas that this is just a lesson out of the window. he leans in a little closer to whisper against Jeongguk’s ear.

“Lick over it, flick your tongue a little.”

Jeongguk moans softly at his command, but he complies immediately, licking the clit, trying to flick his tongue, but the technique isn’t quite there yet.

Perfect excuse.

“Let me.”

Jimin whispers, wrapping his hand around Jeongguk’s hand around the fleshlight, bringing it closer to his lips, looking at the spit-slick silicone with lust-glazed eyes.

He makes sure Jeongguk gets a good angle of him when he darts his tongue out and shows him how to do it, flicking his tongue against the clit. The taste of Jeongguk on his tongue makes him shudder, along with Jeongguk’s low moan right next to his ear.

Maybe he demonstrates a little longer than he has to, just to hear Jeongguk moan and gasp softly, just to lap over every trace of spit, until he sees Jeongguk’s hips buck up from the corner of his eye.

“F-fuck.. hyung.”

Jeongguk moans.

Jimin retracts his tongue, shiver of satisfaction running down his spine, thin string of spit still attached to the fleshlight, and Jeongguk watches it as if hypnotised, squeezing Jimin’s thigh.

“Wanna try again?”

Jimin asks, completely breathless.

“Yeah-“

Jeongguk nods frantically, practically yanking the fleshlight back to his mouth. However this time, Jeongguk looks right at him while he does it. His big, innocent eyes waiting for approval. Jimin drinks it up with his eyes, every little moan, every lick, all for him.

Jeongguk is so fucking horny too, Jimin can’t find a trace of sanity in those eyes. He’s just slobbering all over the fleshlight, humping the air, squeezing in Jimin’s thigh.

It’s all for him, Jimin knows it is. This isn’t about Do-hee. Jeongguk is hard for him, touching his thigh because he wants more, moving his hand up little by little.

Fuck, he can’t hold it. He pushes the fleshlight closer to Jeongguk’s face.

“Press your tongue inside it, use your pretty nose on the clit.”

“Ngh..”

Jeongguk whimpers.

He fucking whimpers.

Jimin’s cock twitches, leaking precum against the fabric of his underwear just from that sound. And if that wasn’t enough, it’s how Jeongguk listens immediately, pushing his tongue inside the fleshlight, rubbing his nose against the clit.

Jimin’s face heats up, electric shock running down his spine as he watches how Jeongguk puts his tongue into the very toy he’s fucked so many times.

Jeongguk is gone too, moaning and bucking his hips up desperately, fucking into nothing, kneading the skin of his thigh, higher each time, so obvious. There’s a little wet spot, right where the head of Jeongguk’s cock is pressing against the fabric, and fuck-

“Look at that little wet spot on your pants. Can’t control yourself hm?”

Jimin says, humiliating him because he can’t fucking stop it anymore.

Jeongguk moans even louder, thrusting his tongue a little faster into the fleshlight, hips bucking up, desperate for friction.

Oh god fuck, Jeongguk loves it.

Jimin feels drunk on power, leaning in even closer, brushing his lips against Jeongguk’s ear as he shares a little secret with him.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve fucked that fleshlight.”

Jeongguk’s body tenses completely, breath hitching, going almost completely still. Jimin can’t tell if it’s shock or a nearing orgasm, either way he can’t help but run his mouth.

“Came inside of it so many times too.”

He whispers.

“Ngh..”

Jeongguk groans, hips bucking up frantically, thrusting his tongue even deeper into the fleshlight as if-

Fuck, as if he wants to taste it.

Jimin almost comes untouched at the sight, but he can’t fucking miss Jeongguk’s climax. He needs to see him come, needs to see him burst.

Jeongguk’s hand slides to the inside of Jimin’s thigh, squeezes the skin there, a little higher, a little closer-

“Are you trying to touch my cock, little virgin?”

Jimin asks, watching Jeongguk’s eyes roll back.

Oh fuck yes.

Jimin watches intently how Jeongguk’s back arches off the headboard, hips bucking up until he finally comes. The younger moans loudly, burying his tongue in the fleshlight as his body spasms, clamping Jimin’s thigh in his hand.

Jimin’s eyes run over Jeongguk’s body like a predator, seeing how that wet spot gets bigger and bigger.

“Nghh- nnghhh-“

Jeongguk moans, shaking his head a little as he takes his tongue out of the fleshlight, putting his hand on his crotch to rub himself through the last bit of his orgasm.

Jimin is trembling, can’t physically stop himself from trembling. He’s so wired on lust, he can’t even talk anymore. So he just waits, watches Jeongguk come down from his high, wondering if he’ll return the favour.

Jeongguk seems to gain some common sense back though, looking at him with wide eyes.

He takes that as a no. Which is fine, but he really needs to come. He needs to come so, so bad. And that fleshlight is all lubed up by Jeongguk’s saliva, so he takes it from Jeongguk’s hand.

It’s no secret what he’s gonna do, and he really hopes Jeongguk stays and watches; but sadly, post-nut clarity seems to hit the younger and he just awkwardly points over his shoulder.

“I’m just- I’ll just go. Now.”

Jimin gives him a short nod, a little disappointed.

“Thanks for uh.. for that. The lesson.”

Jeongguk stands up, stumbling over his feet to get to the door, not looking back.

Jimin waits until he hears the door shut, and then he pushes his waistband down, hard cock slapping against his stomach. It’s pulsing, the tip so red, wet with precum.

He moans as soon as he puts his hand around himself, aligning it with the wet fleshlight. He closes his eyes, imagines it’s Jeongguk’s mouth when he slowly sinks his cock inside.

And then it’s a matter of seconds. He fucks the fleshlight, watching through half-lidded eyes how his cock slides in so easily through that spit-slick entrance. He listens to that obscene sound, moaning at the thought of Jeongguk sucking him off. He would completely ruin his mouth if he had the chance.

It should be him. It should be him ruining Jeongguk. Do-hee needs to step aside and let him defile precious virgin Jeongguk. Jimin groans, fucking the fleshlight even faster, imagining Jeongguk’s hole around him.

Fuck- fuck, Jeongguk would be so tight. Jimin’s eyes roll back, imagining pounding into him over and over and over-

“A-ah!”

He comes with a loud moan, body tensing up completely, toes curling at the sensation, feeling the warm liquid inside of the fleshlight, slowly trickling down his cock.

It takes him a while to start thinking clearly, just panting and moaning, riding out his orgasm until he’s completely spent.

And then he’s really hit with reality.

Jeongguk is using him for lessons so he can impress Do-hee, and he’s here in his room, thinking about Jeongguk.

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Final chapter