I can’t believe this is happening but fuck I’ve wanted it for so long (Patreon)

He doesn’t know what it is about Jimin lately, but, he’s definitely.. horny

And they’ve made sex jokes before, it’s not like he’s a prude or anything, but Jimin has taken it to another level. And touring doesn’t help, because there is no outlet, they have to fly, rehearse, perform, eat, sleep, repeat.

so, yeah, it’s not that weird when Jimin talks about sex just a little more than usual. but it is kind of.. rubbing off on him, just a bit.

because before it was all kind of lighthearted, some jokes here and there, but lately, it’s..

it’s spiralled into Jimin sharing some snippets of stories that he’s reading with him, when it’s late, in their hotel room.

which may sound kind of innocent but, Jimin reads filthy, explicit erotica. Jeongguk gets a little hot each time Jimin shows him something.

It’s always “wow, this is so well-written.” or, “do you like stories like this too Jeongguk-ah?” followed by an explicit scene of someone eating a girl out, or someone sucking someone off.

Jimin always has a little pink blush on his cheeks when he reads, and Jeongguk is sure that he’s hard under the blankets, yet he never crosses that line. Usually Jimin just sneaks into the shower late at night to get off. Jeongguk pretends he doesn’t wake up. Sometimes uses that time to get off alone in bed.

But yeah, they always share a hotel room, and it’s been getting worse day by day.

One late night, Jimin suddenly crosses another line.

“You don’t read that much right?”

“Erotica?”

“Yeah.”

He shakes his head. He’s never been one for reading, he’s too easily distracted.

Jimin inches a little closer on the bed, nods at his phone.

“What do you watch then?”

Jeongguk looks at his own phone, then back at Jimin, already feels his temperature rise.

“You mean.. what type of porn?”

“Yeah.”

Jimin looks up at him, that signature blush on his cheeks that he only gets when he’s.. turned on.

Jeongguk wishes he couldn’t detect his arousal so easily, it’s quite.. intimate, to know what it looks like when your best friend is horny.

“Uh.. like.. I don’t know..”

He shrugs.

“Can I see? just your top searches.”

Oh god.

He swallows, looks at his phone. Can’t remember what he looked up last time but.. should he even do it?

Jimin waits patiently, and Jeongguk feels that curiosity, that heat slowly licking down his spine. That’s what he means, Jimin is rubbing off on him, he gets horny way too easily lately.

So he just opens his browser, goes to the website he always uses, and presses the search bar. His latest searches pop up.

Jimin crawls closer, doesn’t know what personal space is, they’re pressed up side to side, he’s looking at his phone greedily.

blowjob POV

creampie

anal

Jerk Off Instructions (JOI)

overstimulation

“Oh..”

Jimin nods.

And that’s it, he doesn’t say anything else, just stares at the screen.

Jeongguk swallows once more, because, he’s kind of.. in the mood to watch. He’s kind of in the mood to watch something with Jimin right next to him.

He licks his lips, waits for Jimin to say something, or laugh it off and break the tension, but that doesn’t happen.

Jimin stares at his screen like he’s hypnotised, nods slowly.

“Wanna watch?”

It slips past his lips.

Jimin looks up at him, cheeks even redder than before.

“Y-yeah. Is that- like, weird?”

“No.”

Yes. Really fucking weird.

“What do you wanna watch hyung?”

“Just.. just a blowjob, or something, is that- do you also-“

“Yeah.”

God, it’s hot in here.

He breaks out in sweat as he looks for a blowjob video. Needs to do it fast before Jimin or he himself changes his mind.

“That one.”

Jimin says, clicks on it without hesitation.

It’s some girl, long black hair, big, innocent looking eyes, on her knees. Usually Jeongguk goes for girls with plush, full lips, but this one seems to be more about the eyes.

It’s fine, he’s too horny to be picky.

His dick is already hard before the video even really starts, and it’s got nothing to do with her at all.

It’s the heat of Jimin’s body next to him, the fact that Jimin is watching porn with him, eyes glued to his phone. Soft moans sound through the speakers, the only sound in the dead silent hotel room. And they just watch.

Fuck, usually he’d touch himself but they didn’t establish any rules. Moreover Jimin isn’t touching himself either.

It doesn’t make any sense though, watching porn like a tv show, that’s not what porn was made for.

He watches the girl spit on the guy’s cock, and he feels a rush of heat run down his spine, cock twitching in his underwear.

“Is it okay if- like..”

He brings his hand down under the covers, rests it on his dick.

Jimin looks at him, down at his hand, his lips part a little, eyelids sink just the slightest bit.

“Yeah.. yeah, can I.. too?”

“Yeah.”

He says without skipping a beat. Kind of wants it. To jerk off together. At this point just the idea of it turns him on more than the porn, he doesn’t know why.

Maybe because they’ve never done anything along the lines of this. It’s taboo, it’s a little bit too much for a normal friendship. But they’re in a hotel room in a different country and he thinks he can bend the rules just a little bit.

Jimin shifts, pulls the blanket over his lower half but still chooses to press up against his side. Jeongguk’s eyes follow the way Jimin’s hand disappears underneath the cover, until it’s resting between his legs.

He licks his lips, averts his gaze and looks at the screen. It doesn’t really register though, whatever is playing out in the video. He’s just touching himself over his underwear, slowly, waiting for Jimin to get off.

It takes a minute, but then he sees Jimin’s hand move up and down under the covers, and that visual sends shivers down his spine.

Jimin, getting off right next to him.

Fuck..

He can’t keep his eyes off, even though it’s just the steady up and down of a stupid blanket, it makes his throat run dry.

He slips his hand into his underwear, and curls his hand around his cock. A soft gasp leaves his lips as he flicks his wrist, and he has to bite his lip to hold back sounds.

“If you wanna moan that’s fine with me.”

Jimin says, his sweet voice breathier than usual.

Jeongguk feels heat flare up his face, and a moan slips right past his lips just because Jimin is allowing him to.

“Fuck..” Jimin curses, moves one of his legs to rest right on top of Jeongguk’s thigh. “Sorry, wanna- just like- I like the warmth.”

“No yeah, all good.”

So good.

He pants, curls his ankle around Jimin’s just to touch.

“So- so warm under the covers, huh?”

Jimin says then.

Jeongguk doesn’t even have anything appropriate to say, he just kicks the blanket off of both of them.

The video plays in his peripheral but he’s looking at Jimin’s hand moving behind his black briefs, the head of his cock peeking above the waistband; pink and wet.

God.

He tears his eyes off, but the image is stuck in his head.

Jimin moans softly right next to him, sounds like absolute sin.

It’s bad alright.

He can’t breathe, can’t focus on the video, his eyes keep magnetically being pulled towards Jimin’s hand moving up and down, knuckles visible through his black briefs, a wet spot forming near the head.

And the fact that Jimin is rubbing his foot against his, just to have some sort of touch-

“Mhh..”

Yeah, this is not gonna end well at all.

“Jeongguk-ah..”

“Yeah?”

“I’m not.. really.. watching the video.”

“Oh..”

He freezes up for a second, knows it means that Jimin is probably watching him instead. It should by no means turn him on but it does.

When he turns to look at Jimin, the sheer eye contact sends a shiver down his spine.

He’s still got his hands down his underwear but he can’t move. Jimin isn’t moving either.

It’s just them pressed up against each other, hot, sweaty, legs sticking together, the slow caress of the bridge of Jimin’s foot against his own. The video goes on, forgotten.

And then Jimin just- continues. His hand moves slowly, up and down his length.

Jeongguk’s breath hitches, heat spreads through his body at lightning pace.

It’s like Jimin doesn’t care anymore at all, just looks right at him while he slowly strokes himself. That erotic little blush on his nose and cheeks, a haze over his eyes.

Fuck..

“Is it okay if..”

Jimin puts his hand on Jeongguk’s thigh, dangerously close to his briefs.

His heartbeat pounds ridiculously hard against his ribcage but his dick twitches as an answer.

“Y-yeah.”

Was that too fast? Should he think this through?

Jimin’s hand is already sneaking into his boxers, and fuck, does it feel good to have someone else’s hand curl around his dick.

Jimin curses under his breath, feels him up.

He doesn’t even think twice about returning the favour. Slips his hand into Jimin’s underwear, because they’ve already crossed the line.

Jimin’s cock is so thick, fills up his palm just right; it somehow turns him on.

“I can’t believe this is happening but fuck..” jimin lifts his head just a little, inches closer to his face until their noses touch. “I’ve wanted it for so long.”

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