Seoulstruck (Stray Kids, 18+)

Chapter 9: Hyunin

As Hyunjin and Jeongin made it up the stairs to Jeongin's dorm, they were slightly winded, removing their shoes and heading to the couch. Hyunjin collapsed, eyes shut, dramatically, sprawling across the cushions. Jeongin dropped to his knees, beside him, looking him over. Jeongin was a handsome model, himself, but even he had to admit there was something extra shiny about Hwang Hyunjin. The idol was known to confuse men just as much as he enticed women, his androgynous looks and overtly sensual demeanor causing many to question him as well as themselves. Hyunjin never seemed affected by the opinions of others, though, living for the art of performance more than anything. It made him someone to really admire. And Jeongin did admire him. His eyes rested on Hyunjin's plush, rosy lips, soft as velvet and slightly parted. The model's heart raced as he remembered what it was like to feel them against his own, wanting to feel them, again.

"Innie," Hyunjin said, "I know you're staring at me." Jeongin blushed, but he didn't move or look away. "Hyung," he said, wrapping an arm around the idol's torso, resting his head on his chest, listening to Hyunjin's heartbeat. "How are you feeling?" he asked. Hyunjin opened his eyes, looking up at the ceiling. "I'm fine, baby bread," he said. Jeongin's lips pursed at the nickname. It was cutesy but that wasn't how he wanted to be viewed, that night. He sighed, sitting back up, looking into Hyunjin's eyes, commanding the man's attention. "Just call me Jeongin, for tonight. Please."

Hyunjin sat up, holding the model's gaze. "Ok," he agreed. "Jeongin... is there something you wanted to do?" Jeongin moved in closer, propping himself on the couch cushion, a hand on either side of the idol. "Hyunjin," he whispered, looming over his hyung. "Can we not pretend like we don't both know why I asked you to come home with me, tonight?" Hyunjin's eyes moved between the model's eyes and lips, noticing the younger man moving in closer. Of course he knew what Jeongin wanted, closing his eyes as their lips collided. Jeongin may have been shy at times, but not when there was something he was after. Hyunjin admired that about the younger man. This kiss was more assertive than their last kiss. Their first kiss. Jeongin pulled Hyunjin flush against him, his hand feeling up the idol's waistline. Hyunjin tasted like candy, he thought, pushing the man back down to the couch, their kisses slowly building in passion, the younger man's feelings for the idol having been pent up for a while.

Hyunjin let Jeongin's body fall between his legs, their hips pressing against each other's. He let Jeongin lead, curious as to how the model would try to dominate him. Hyunjin enjoyed sex as an art form, each person having their own style, flavor, and scent entirely unique to them. Jeongin, being a virgin, was going to need some practice, but there was an innate sweetness to it all, a mix of disorderly passion and gentleness. The less Hyunjin intervened with corrections, the more honest it would be. He responded to the younger man's advances, whimpering and writhing when something felt good.

"Jinnie," Jeongin whispered, kissing the idol's neck and moving a hand up his shirt, feeling up Hyunjin's abs and chest before gripping his hipbone. Hyunjin's head fell back, his labored breathing making Jeongin want him more. The model slowly reached down to tug at Hyunjin's jeans, sliding them off his hips, pulling away just a moment to remove them, entirely. He ran a hand up the idol's thighs before coming back down to kiss him, again.

Hyunjin felt himself harden, their hips grinding against each other more intensely than before. "Jeongin," he whimpered, wrapping his arms around the younger man's shoulders. Jeongin feverishly kissed along the idols' jawline, neck, and collarbones, lifting off the man's shirt for easier access. It took everything for Jeongin not to just stop and stare at the idol's perfect body.

Hyunjin sat up to help Jeongin out of his own clothes, tossing his shirt across the room before admiring the younger man's abs, himself, running his hands up along his chest. The model had been working out with Chan, fairly often, bulking up in the hopes of being noticed by Hyunjin who would regularly praise the producer's build. His arms in particular were starting to show shadows of perfectly cut muscles, Hyunjin wondering if the younger man could pick him up, yet. He unzipped Jeongin's pants, slowly tugging them down and off the man's hips, a sizable member meeting his eye as he did. Jeongin was perfectly cut out to be a model, his body proportions perfect with a manly, ethereal face. He was incredibly handsome, and Hyunjin had always thought so, but seeing him now, completely baring all for the idol, he caught himself blushing, seeing the young model as a man for the first time. "Innie," he whispered in disbelief before being silenced by another kiss, Jeongin pulling him close, his fingers weaving into the idol's hair. His mouth moved down from Hyunjin's lips to his jaw to his chest, peppering kisses along his body until he wrapped his tender mouth around the head of the man's cock. The idol's eyes rolled back as he stroked Jeongin's hair, encouragingly. It wasn't the strong, aggressively dominant movements he was used to with Chan. Even now, Jeongin was gentle, the slightest of movements not going unnoticed as Hyunjin's hips shook in absolute pleasure. Where did he learn this, he wondered, at first, but no, this couldn't be taught. This was as tender as Jeongin's love for Hyunjin, an emotion brought into the physical realm.

"Agh- yes, Innie," Hyunjin moaned, running his fingers gingerly through Jeongin's hair. He let his head fall back, closing his eyes as he felt himself being consumed and released again and again by the beautiful man. His cock had never felt this way, before, the sweetness overtaking him, gentle laps from the young man's tongue commanding his full attention. Hyunjin looked down at the beautiful face devouring him. He fought the urge to pump into the all too willing mouth, the tenderness almost edging him, but he allowed the younger man to take his time. "Fuck, Jeonginnie," he whined, spreading his legs more, succumbing to anything the model might wish to do to him.

Jeongin couldn't believe how lucky he felt, finally getting to taste Hyunjin's cock, laps of salty precum spilling from the tip. He pulled away a moment to run his tongue up the man's testicles, the red pair hardening and forming a heart shape, jiggling slightly as he licked. Hyunjin's moans were the biggest turn-on, telling the younger man what a good job he was doing. Pumping the man's shaft in his hand, he moved lower to rim the edge of the idol's hole, pressing his tongue inside, being sure to wet it as well as he could before inserting a single finger. Hyunjin's body shivered in pleasure, his head falling back again as he desired more. "MMNGH! Yes, Innie!" he cried. "Good boy!" Jeongin loved the praise, his own cock fully erect as he imagined all the things he wanted to do, that night. He pulled back, looking up at the idol, a writhing mess. He crawled up to meet Hyunjin's eyes for a moment. "Jinnie," he whispered, "will you make it wet so I can fuck you better?"

Hyunjin's cheeks burned red, nodding as Jeongin kissed him before sitting back against the couch. The idol got down on his knees in front of the muscular man, running his hand up the model's cock before pushing it past his pillowy lips. Jeongin held his breath as someone sucked him off for the first time. It felt better than he thought it could, his cock pulsating bright red in the older man's mouth. Hyunjin had plenty of practice, he could tell, Jeongin's manhood growing bigger and harder by the second. "Fuck, Jinnie," he whispered, "if you don't stop, I might cum soon."

Hyunjin smiled, pulling away, the model's cock now thoroughly prepared to fuck him. The idol took him by the hand, leading him to the bedroom, leaning back on the mattress and spreading his legs. "I'm all yours, Innie," he said, pulling the younger man's face closer to his, his legs wrapping around the model's hips. Jeongin lined himself up with Hyunjin's hole, slowly pressing his cock inside, pushing deeper and deeper. Hyunjin writhed in ecstasy, feeling every inch of Jeongin's member sliding inside him. It was bigger than Chan's, causing him to stretch a little more than he was used to, but it felt amazing, the idol squeezing down around it, encasing it. Hyunjin's whimpers were silenced by Jeongin's lips pressing into his, their tongues dancing as Jeongin slowly began to pump in and out of the idol. Their breathing choppy and loud, Jeongin's movements became more intense, the amazing feeling of Hyunjin's insides making it impossible to control himself. He craved more, his pace quickening as the older man's legs pulled him closer. "Fuck, Jinnie," he moaned, again, holding the man down against the bed, bucking his hips erratically. The idol's eyes enticed him more than ever, Hyunjin's coy, playful nature ever-present in the bedroom. Their kisses intensified in passion, the younger man completely losing himself as he forcefully fucked the idol, the head of his cock pressing against Hyunjin's favorite spot. "NGH! MORE!" he begged, Hyunjin's own cock standing at full attention, pre-cum spilling from the tip as Jeongin pumped him full of cock, Hyunjin never having been so stretched out, before. His stomach bulged as the younger man pressed inside, Hyunjin holding him close as he felt himself getting close to the edge. "Innie, I'm already close," he whined.

"Me, too, Jinnie," Jeongin replied through bated breath. "Should we-"

"Yes! Cum in me, Innie!"

The two men roared in satisfaction as they came, Hyunjin's cum painting his entire abdomen, reaching up to his chin as Jeongin's cum flooded his insides, spilling out around the rim of his hole as the younger man got in his final few pumps, collapsing on top of the idol as they caught their breath. Hyunjin gripped Jeongin's hair as they regained their composure, the model finally pulling out, his cock glistening with cum. He crawled beside Hyunjin, completely spent, the pair laying in bliss as they slowly drifted to sleep.

Not bad for a first time.