𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚌𝚔'𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝟶𝟶 𝚕.𝚖𝚑 𝚡 𝚑.𝚓𝚜

5

after the session, it was coming close to the end of their lunch. "should we head back? i have a spare so it doesn't matter for me, but."

"i have a spare too."

the two blinked at each other before jisung bursted into laughter. "why the hell were we rushing, then? do you want to go to my dorm? or yours. or we can stay, up to you."

minho shrugged. "we can go to mine if you'd like. i think my roommates are gone so it will be quiet."

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minho unlocked his door and huffed as he saw the shoes all messed up. "sorry, it's kind of a mess. they threw a party the other night."

"i wasn't invited? that hurts."

"there's another one tonight. bring your good friends, if they want to come."

jisung nodded and took off his shoes, as minho slumped on the couch. "can we just relax for a bit?"

"please." sitting next to him, jisung pulled out his phone, texting chan and changbin about the party.

"you know who's going to the party?"

"hyunjin normally invites his friends, so no."

jisung hummed. "you don't make friends with them?" minho had a sad smile, shaking his head.

"i'm not good with people, sung. i was a nervous wreck the first time i tutored you." jisung lightly chuckled remembering how scared minho was.

minho zoned out again, and jisung decided to take the chance to admire the older. although he had a side view, minho was still beautiful.

as done before, he placed his hand on minho's upper thigh. "minho? reality." minho slowly blinked and nodded.

minho picked up the remote from beside him as he tried not to focus on the hand being way too close to his dick.

"is there a way i can repay you for helping me so much?" he rubbed the thigh that he seemed to love touching and minho shuddered.

"i-it's no problem."

minho played a random show and the two weren't even paying attention to it. jisung subtly glanced at minho, wanting nothing more than to just have at him right there.

"i know how to repay you. it's how me and my good friends repay each other. we blow."

"y-you blow?"

jisung nodded. "each other." minho's face went a bright red as his mouth hung open. "can i?"

minho had never done anything sexual. he never even had a finger inside himself, he was too scared.

"i've never- um- done that."

"you and your friends don't have blow bro Friday's?"

jisung chuckled at how flustered the latter was, patting his thigh. "you don't have to agree if you aren't comfortable, of course."

minho nodded. "okay. go for it. but just, go slow, please?" the latter smiled as he took the blanket, that laid over minho's lap, off and quickly fumbled with the sweatpants.

"just talk to me, okay? if you're uncomfortable, want to stop, need to slow down, whatever."

"actually, ji-"

jisung quickly whipped his head, afraid he'd already done something wrong. "c-can i do it? i want to try."

"yeah, i'll guide you."

minho got off the couch, sitting between jisung's spread legs and pursed his lips. younger minho would be so jealous.

"remember, if you want to stop, you stop. don't keep going, do what you feel comfortable with."

minho's seen videos of blow job's being done, and it looked easy enough. "we have probably 30 minutes before my roommates get back so let's do this quick."

he tugged off the younger's sweatpants, along with his boxers and feeling the anxiety in his stomach.

oh, fuck.

he didn't know what he was doing at all. now that he's in this situation, what the fuck does he do now?

he experimented and slowly reached out, letting his hand grasp the base of the member, and heard a sharp inhale.

he pumped him, glancing up at jisung through his lashes. jisung nearly took him right there with how he looked at him.

he gave small kitten licks to the tip, trying to wait for instructions but figured he should try himself.

okay, in the video they kind of just ate it.

so eat it?

jisung eyed how minho zoned out again and gently patted his head. "you're gone again, min."

minho shook his head fast. "sorry, just thinking."
he felt a hand rake through his hair and leant into the gentle fingers carding through his hair.

he took the tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue. jisung hissed, massaging the older's scalp to show him that he was doing well.

"fuck, baby."

he took him in deeper, and jisung's eyes widened as he went all the way down his throat. feeling the muscles constrict around him, he leant his head back against the couch, groaning.

"min, you okay?"

minho pulled off, raising his eyebrows. "i'm okay. why? are you okay?"

jisung nodded quickly. "better than okay. do you not have a gag reflex?" minho shrugged, not being affected by the dick down his throat seconds before.

"guess not."

"fuck, that's hot."

minho flushed, suddenly taking the member down his throat again to shut jisung up. after a few seconds, jisung's stomach tightened and he took a harsh grip on minho's hair to warn him.

minho gave him a thumbs up, pulling off to lick a stripe up the member, all while gazing up at jisung.

at the last suck to the sensitive tip, jisung released and minho took in every last drop.

they heard talking outside the door and their eyes widened. minho quickly stood up, wincing at the pain in his knees and sat beside jisung on the couch, pulling the blanket over the both of them.

the door opened and hyunjin suddenly coughed. "holy fuck, it smells like sex in here. really lix?"

"it wasn't me!"

the two walked into the room and saw a flushed minho with rather messed up hair, and a jisung who refused to make any eye contact.

"oh, they fucked. did you at least clean up?"

jisung gave him a thumbs up, and the two roommates went into their rooms.