Sharing Is Caring • Chapter 2 • 3.7K (Patreon)

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happy new year everyone <3

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maybe he shouldn’t have come with Siyeon.

It sort of confirms just how down bad he is for Jimin. It’s pathetic really, how he keeps scrambling for excuses that it’s not cheating. 

Technically, Jimin and him haven’t fucked. Right? And okay he pecked Jimin’s lips but he’s sure Siyeon has kissed a girl like that too, just a friendly peck. 

The fleshlight sharing.. 

Well.

He shakes his head, just shoves another bite of Siyeon’s homemade spaghetti in his mouth. 

“It’s fun isn’t it?” Siyeon smiles, hooks her ankle around his under the table. “You should stay over more, not just during weekends.”

“Mm.” He nods, though his stomach drops a little. “I could.”

“I know it might be a bit boring for you when I have to work but, you can maybe cook for me.. and, we can have dinner together each night..” 

“Yeah..” 

He nods along, turns some spaghetti around his fork slowly.

“You’re really quiet.”

Oh.

He looks up, shakes his head.

“I’m just tired, didn’t sleep well yesterday.”

Spent all night thinking about Jimin licking his cum out of the fleshlight, cock hard against his stomach and nowhere to get off.

“You don’t like it here.” Siyeon says, shoulders sagging. “You didn’t want to come with me in the first place.”

“No it’s not— it’s not that, I just get in a zone when I’m alone, it takes a while to get out of it.” He takes her hand, caresses over the back. “Just.. give me some time.”

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He plays pretend really well after that, but the nights get to him.

Apparently when you get used to having around 6 orgasms a night, your body can’t calm the fuck down. And since Siyeon is adamant on their abstinence streak he can’t do a single thing, just lies there in bed, hard.

He would jerk off if she didn’t absolutely hate that, tried it last night and got an earful.

Fuck..

Jimin is probably at home, enjoying himself right now..

I’ll fuck them for you until you get back

He tucks his lower lip under his teeth, turns on his side.

His phone is on the nightstand on Siyeon’s side. Safety measures, she wants to be able to check if anyone is texting him before he can delete any messages.

But she’s sound asleep, and.. he just wants to talk to Jimin. They haven’t texted at all since he got here, which.. is two days, but it feels long. 

Yeah, it’s normal to want to check up on him.

At 1 AM.

He shifts as quietly as possible, grabs his phone and turns on his other side. 

His heartbeat picks up as he opens his chat with Jimin. The last text they sent each other was over a month ago, about groceries. Seeing those messages now feels like a whiplash— how quickly it all changed.

Ah, fuck, maybe he shouldn’t text. Jimin is probably asleep by now. Plus, what does he even want? 

Just to say hi?

His ears burn up as he stares at the keyboard. 

A normal hi.. or hey? or.. hey what’s up?

God it all sounds so lame.

He gnaws on his lip, fingers move over the keyboard typing nothing for another minute.

Is it not insane how he’s getting jittery over his roommate? Shouldn’t he feel this way about Siyeon?

He shuts that thought out.

Hey

Ahh fuck he sent it.

He locks his phone, counts every slam of his heartbeat against his ribs. 

His phone buzzes 6 beats later.

Hey

Okay. 

They’ve said hey. 

No disasters have happened since.

He types how are you then deletes it, then youre still up and deletes that too.

you good?

Why is texting so hard?

Mmh

You?

yeah

His hands sweat around his phone, Siyeon is still sleeping right next to him, he shouldn’t be texting anyone.

Should not be texting Jimin.

And yet.

miss you

fuck, that feels wrong, but so true

Heat spreads over his cheeks like wildfire, he curls up even more, hides under the covers. 

miss you too 

Oh..

something sparks deep within, he brushes his feet together, chest fills with warmth.

I’ll get home soon

3 more days, right?

Seems like he isn’t the only one counting down.

The corners of his mouth tug up.

yeah

good

waiting for you

He stares at the last text, another type of warmth surges through his body, licks down his spine.

he doesn’t know what else to type, almost there sounds desperate okay sounds too dry so he just sends a: ❤️

Fuck, he never sends hearts.

He deletes it right after, goes up and deletes the entire conversation.

we can use disappearing messages 

Oh right, yeah

💘

His heart skips a beat when he gets a heart back— 

god he’s cooked.

you next to her?

yeah

still no luck?

He blinks at the screen, pretty sure Jimin means sex.

no..

poor thing

Oh boy..

He pulls his phone closer to his body, hears Jimin’s voice in his head, light and breathy, repeating that.

His cock twitches instantly, after he worked so hard to get it down just an hour ago.

Ah fuck.. he can’t sext. Not here. 

But god, he misses it. 

A soft fleshlight to sink his cock into— used and soiled by Jimin’s cum..

what about you?

He sends it quickly before he can change his mind. 

I get lucky every night 

Oh—

Fuck.

He runs one of his hands down to his cock, squeezes it, tries to push it down but it’s already hard against his stomach.

pick one for me?

[image]

Jeongguk’s mouth waters even before he clicks on the disappearing picture, sees Jimin’s drawer full of toys.

Fuck.

His first instinct is to pick one of those fleshlights but.. the big, realistic dildo and the prostate massager catch his eyes then. 

Oh, god. 

Oh fuck, what if—

can I pick more than one?

It takes a bit before he gets a reply.

mmh, of course love

which ones?

Oh love. 

He licks his lips, ears buzzing.

the dildo and the fleshlight with rim

The image of Jimin sinking down on that big, realistic dildo almost makes his eyes roll back— and fucking a fleshlight at the same time? He might die.

which hole do you want me to fuck?

Fuuuuck.

He bites on his fist to strangle a moan, cock twitching in his underwear.

just the rim

fuck

and how many times do you want me to come?

He almost comes untouched reading that.

as much as younvam

as you can

mmh, okay

I’ll get going then 

have to use both hands 😘

Jeongguk gapes at the screen as Jimin goes offline. 

And that’s that.

He’s been left hanging.

Well.. of course, Jimin can’t sext and fuck himself at the same time but— shit, what is he supposed to do?

He can’t do anything in this bed next to Siyeon— and he’s stuck with the image of Jimin fucking himself all night. 

Life is so unfair. 

He bites his lower lip, buries his face in his pillow and suppresses a groan.

This is gonna be a long night.

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Maybe the next night is a little worse.

Siyeon suddenly decides that maybe the reason he’s being distant is because they aren’t having sex. 

He’s apprehensive to indulge but that just makes it worse, Siyeon’s eyes widen when he doesn’t seem too into it so he has to make it convincing.

But, he finds out rather in the middle of it— nothing is the same. It doesn’t feel the same after having all those different toys, after that tension between him and Jimin, after letting go of all his shame and pride and just doing whatever he wants.

When he spits on her pussy she gasps, pushes him off immediately.

“What the fuck? You’ve never done that before.”

Oh shit.

“Sorry— I wasn’t thinking—“

“Clearly. Why would you spit on me like that?”

Siyeon seems offended, as if he spit on her to degrade her.

He quickly gets a tissue from the nightstand.

“I’m sorry— I wasn’t trying to—“

“Save it.” 

She cuts him off and just stands up, walks over to the bathroom, turns on the shower.

“But I’m sorry!”

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Save to say, Siyeon does not have sex with him after that. 

So when she’s asleep about an hour later, he finds himself grabbing his phone again. 

The disappointment he feels when he doesn’t have any texts from Jimin isn’t normal. He hoped after last night he’d get some sort of.. “enjoyed myself” text.. or maybe a picture..

Then again it’s a good thing, Siyeon goes through his phone a lot, and though she’d probably not open the chat with Jimin, if she did and saw something like that.. well.

He takes a deep breath.

Hey..

Hey

Is it bad if he goes straight into it? It’s probably weird to just ask about yesterday unprompted.

How are you?

Ah, that sounds so forced. 

He sucks in a sharp breath, cringes internally.

good, you?

man, texting really is hard. How do you go from this to: tell me about last night cause I’m horny. 

It’s not easy. 

good..

His fingers hover over the keyboard as he sucks on his lower lip. 

you left yesterday

Is that too vague?

🥰

That’s all he gets back. So mean. 

what about me, huh?

you have a girlfriend, shouldn’t be texting me

He pokes his tongue in his cheek, because Jimin is right, but it still feels a little wrong.

I know..

Still not getting laid, I take it?

Jeongguk’s cheeks burn up a little. Maybe he should just keep quiet about that, it’s a little embarrassing. Then again he doesn’t want to lie to Jimin.

we tried

oh really? 

had a good time?

He blinks a few times. even though he doesn’t know Jimin all that well, he can tell that he genuinely doesn’t care. He’s not jealous in the slightest.

not really 

why not?

I got too into it and she didn’t like it 

Is that too much? 

Jimin doesn’t seem to think so

you got too into it? 

I mean like

I accidentally spat on her

cause I wasn’t thinking

she got offended

you spat on her?

where

The questions makes his cheeks burn up. Jimin somehow always knows what to ask to get him embarrassed. 

you know where

Mm

you seem to like doing that

He bites on his lower lip, the image of his spit dribbling over Jimin’s fleshlight fresh in his mind..

He should have taken one with him, should have taken the offer.

Miss it?

Almost as if Jimin reads his mind. He blushes.

Mm.. miss it

Mmh

fucked this one for you yesterday, got it all dirty

[image]

Jeongguk gasps, throat running dry, cock twitching in his underwear. He quickly checks if Siyeon is asleep, then pulls the covers over his head. 

When he clicks on the disappearing picture, it’s just Jimin’s hand around the fleshlight, the pretty silicone lips, that tight rim. But it’s clean. Not even a drop on it.

Fuck— it’s bad right? 

He’s disappointed it’s not dirty, not dripping, not ruined.

But if he says something like “why did you clean it?” that’s just.. too insane to ask.

..how was it?

mmh..

so good, but riding and fucking the fleshlight at the same time is difficult

Fuck..

He licks his lips, cock slowly rising against his stomach, demanding attention.

how.. many times did you..

4

God.. 

he runs his hand down, slips it into his underwear, squeezes around the base. 

must have looked pretty..

mmh, accidentally slipped out cause I was fucking it so hard, came all over the handle

the image has him biting back a moan, he almost locks his phone just because he needs a minute.

this demon.

that’s.. fuck.. 

you told me to fuck just the rim but the other hole looked so pretty

I came on the lips, then fucked my cum inside, hope you don’t mind 

His eyes flutter shut— and he has to strangle a moan, bites on his tongue hard.

Getting off in the bed is too risky, but so is getting up to go to the bathroom with his phone; if Siyeon would find out..

He gives himself just a slight stroke of his hand, shudders at the mere touch.

fuck..

I don’t mind

good

[image attached]

pick another one for me tonight?

Oh shit.. 

He opens the picture, that familiar drawer shows up.

so many options; fleshlights, buttplugs, vibrators, a ball gag, cock rings— 

He breathes out shakily.

Wonders what would be the best combination to make Jimin cum even more. 

automatic masturbator and prostate massager 

Mm.. you want me to die?

He almost chuckles, but he’s too horny to laugh— weird how that works. He can only gape at his phone.

want you to cum

a lot

The reply takes a little longer.

Maybe because what he just said is insane. 

An insane thing to say to his roommate.

Mmh.. 

shouldn’t say this 

but you’re making me so hard

fuck

Oh fuck—

That’s so hot.

He burns up, heart hammering in his throat. 

Up til now they’ve never really clearly addressed it. He’s never said Jimin is the one getting him hard, always used toys as a barrier.

He can’t come up with a reply.

going to fuck myself now 

xx

Fuck.

Jimin goes offline again and he’s stuck there in bed much like the night before, hard and horny without any escape.

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he can’t even wait til the middle of the night the next day.

He’s so fucking curious, the entire night he’s been tortured by the fantasy of Jimin with a prostate massager and that automatic masturbator around his cock, overstimulated, the sounds of those machines whirring while Jimin just takes it helplessly.

As soon as Siyeon leaves for work he grabs his phone, makes his way to the couch and just opens his chat with Jimin.

hey

He sends it quickly, cheeks already getting a little warm. 

It takes a while before Jimin responds.

hey again

He doubts if he should send a “what’s up” or “how are you?” or something along the lines but his fingers just type exactly what he wants to ask.

how was yesterday?

god, that’s desperate isn’t it?

getting right into it, hm?

Ah.

Shame rushes through his veins. 

sorry

how are you?

It’s even more embarrassing to send that after he’s already made it clear why he’s texting. Probably worse that he’s already semi-hard without even anything. 

It’s just, a week is so incredibly long. He barely even touched Jimin’s drawer and got pulled away from all the fun already. 

don’t worry. I don’t mind

did you really have to choose those two? 

can barely stand right now, and im at work.

Oh right, he kind of forgot Jimin had a job. 

The idea that he can barely stand is so hot though..

He licks his lips.

oh..

yeah?

Mm..

so overstimulating 

Fuck, if only he had a visual.. that masturbator must have been completely drenched in cum.

Mmh..

How many times?

Wow, he’s starting to sound like Jimin.

Six

Fuck

used the masturbator until the battery died

cum got everywhere

Oh.. 

His mouth waters, a hand slips down on it’s own to cup his bulge through his sweats. 

fuck.. yeah?

God.. Jimin’s cum.

The taste of it is still burned on his palate, the mix of his and Jimin’s release, right from that fleshlight. 

He bites back a moan, squeezes his dick in his hand, strokes over the fabric. 

One more night. 

One more night then he can see Jimin again.

Mmh, couldn’t even hold it, so wet

Kept milking my cock

wanted to come even more, pushed it in while I was soft 

The visual has him moaning, so fucking lucky Siyeon is at work. He slips his hand into his sweats, into his underwear, curls it around his cock and shamelessly strokes himself. 

Fuck

Jimin

He doesn’t know what else to send, just stares at his screen, the texts before disappearing like they never existed. 

that prostate massager made me so needy

I cried after the fifth, so fucking overwhelmed 

but so good

He gasps, picks up the pace of his hand a little, images of Jimin crying in overstimulation, but still needing more.. 

fuck

Jimin

I’m so horny

you make me so horny

It’s probably a foul to send it while Jimin is at work but fuck— he can’t help it. Never in his life has someone made him feel this on edge. 

Mmh..

yeah love?

yes

Im so fucking hard

getting off on the couch 

It’s throbbing in his hand from barely anything.

fuck, you should have taken a toy with you

bet you’d have loved using the masturbator after me

He groans, throws his head back against the edge of the couch. He needs to go home as soon as possible, to feel it again, sinking his cock into a used toy, Jimin’s cum all creamy and sticky around his cock.

His dick twitches at the mere thought, and when he looks down to another texts he almost chokes on his spit.

would have asked you to send me a pic after you’d be done with it..

The video pops up in his mind, and god— he shouldn’t do this— it’s so fucking bad, but he just wants to tease Jimin back after having been left alone two nights in a row.

He scrolls through his media, cheeks burning when he finds it, doesn’t even watch it again to look for something incriminating, just hits send.

[video]

His pulse quickens every second he doesn’t get a reply, but he can see that Jimin is online, that he got the message.

So he clicks on the video too, just to confront himself with what he’s just done.

Right from the start he can see his cock ram into Jimin’s fleshlight, already ruined by previous orgasms, cum around his fingers, the silicone lips stretched and used around his cock, the wet sound echoing through the speakers.

A loud moan, and then cum seeping from the entrance. 

He moans at his own video, thumbs over the head of his cock when he watches himself lift the fleshlight, showing his entire length just covered in cum, lube, and spit.

Fuck— shit, Jimin is seeing this too.

He gapes at his phone when the fleshlight disappears from the camera but he can hear it. He can hear himself moan, and the wet smack of his lips.

“Mmh fuck, jimin.”

Oh.

Oh fuck he even said Jimin’s name.

Shit, he forgot all about that. This is way too much to be sending right now but he’s already done it.

And then, even worse, the camera pans to his face and the sight of his hair sticking against his forehead with sweat, his eyes closed in bliss, cheeks and nose red, shimmering with transpiration, full on making out with the fleshlight.

It’s hot but he’s terrified at the same time, should have double checked the video, only remembers he filmed himself fucking the fleshlight for a few seconds, not all of this. 

With one last lewd lick over the silicone lips the video stops and the screen goes black. His own reflection stares back at him, mouth wide open.

He quickly goes back to the chat, but there’s nothing.

Jimin is online but there is no response.

Oh fuck.

I’m sorry

that was way too much

I’m sorry, I didn’t double check 

I didn’t think it was this explicit 

He brushes his hair back, short of breath when there’s still no reply.

Did he just fuck it all up?

what time are you back tomorrow

Oh shit

He stares at the message, his entire body tenses up, eyes wide.

There is nothing else, just that. 

morning

I think 

another half minute of nothing, sweat drips from his temple.

good

Jeongguk stares at the message disappearing, waits for more.

Nothing comes.

He bites his lip.

Sorry about that

You’re not angry?

no 

I’m going insane

I’m so hard I’m fucking my hand at my job

Oh—

Fuck.

Arousal licks down his spine, his dick twitches in his hand, and he slowly starts stroking himself again.

He types his next messages slowly, feels so wrong for even asking but god he’s so curious. 

what do you wanna do when I get back..?

It takes a few seconds.

want to play again

pick toys for each other 

switch them when we’re done

need to fuck everything you fuck

need your cum on my cock

He moans, flicks his wrist a little harder.

and?

want to continue where we left off

He blinks, remembers the moment Jimin came into his room, ass crack o’clock, touching himself right next to him, licking the fleshlight he fucked all night.

“Mmh..” heat accumulates in his gut, just the thought of being near Jimin again sets him on fire.

fuck

came over your face on my phone screen

Jeongguk reads the message again, a whimper falls from his lips then.

fuck

wish I could feel it

That’s too much isn’t it?

Yeah?

Want my cum on your face?

Fuck, apparently Jimin doesn’t think so.

He can feel his orgasm nearing, his dick twitches in his hand, sweat breaks out on his skin.

yes

want it everywhere..

Mmh

can’t do anything as long as you’re dating

A soft empty chuckle leaves his mouth when he reads that, Jimin’s definition of “can’t do anything” sure is interesting. 

But I can fuck your used fleshlight?

Mmh, sharing is caring

Fuck.

Jeongguk laughs but then moans with one more stroke, hips jerking up in his hand, body spasming when he finally comes.

He groans, drops his head against the edge of the couch, cum wetting his underwear, a wet spot forming in the grey fabric of his sweatpants.

His phone buzzes again, but he can’t look for a second, pure bliss in his system when he strokes himself through his high, small smile pulling on his lips.

He looks down at his phone then.

I do have work tomorrow morning so I might not be there when you get there, but I’ll make sure you’ll feel right at home 💕

Ah.. how cute.

His ears burn up a bit at the hearts.

Okay 💕

can’t wait

me either ☺️

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