An Encounter in their high school locker room changed Jimin's view, it leaves him unsettled. He is infected by troubling thoughts and dreams. Who will provide him peace now?
He makes his hands into fists, pulling me to him. I can feel his mouth smiling uncontrollably as we kiss, and I hear him laugh. I am laughing too, elated to be in his arms, tasting his mouth.
I reach down under the lip of his shorts to feel the soft mounds of his ass. I am surprised to feel that he isn't wearing any underwear. He breaks our kiss to look at me and say, "Mmm, you like?" "Yeah", I say, kneading his ass with my fingers.
"And here I thought we were just going to keep chatting." "Mmm, I'm not so sure about that," I say. I can feel his cock pushing against mine through his shorts.
I walk him back over to my bed and push him down to lie on his back. I fall on top of him and he moans as I press my weight into him, grinding my hips against his. I pull up his shirt, wanting to get it off of him.
He helps me strip it off and I feel his body -- the rest of him is deliciously smooth, soft cream under my fingertips. I track my hands down his torso and feel the slight bulge of his belly. I grab the soft flesh and squeeze, then move my head down to kiss him in the space under his belly button.
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I feel him shiver. I grab his shorts by the waist and yank them down. They come down to his mid-thigh, exposing his pelvis and cock, which springs out, erect and eager.
He helps me shuffle off his shorts and then there he is, completely naked, lying in my bed. I press my face into his crotch and feel his hardness press against my cheek. I inhale the scent of him.
He smells like Hoseok, like my memory of him and his body, the feel of him that is etched into my brain from the dreams or visions or whatever they were, and he smells like sex, a raw and slightly acrid smell that excites every electron in my head, momentarily. The electrons suspend for a moment, soaring high in their orbitals, and when they come crashing down, inevitably, my awareness explodes with uncounted trillions of light particles. I feel him grind himself against my face and I reach up across his thigh to grab his cock.
He is hard and slick with pre-cum. I grip him in my fist, and he moans as I begin to stroke him. I feel along the slight downward curve of him, feel the give of extra skin as it slides over underlying rigidity. It occurs to me that he is uncircumcised, that his cock feels different from my own, and the difference only heightens how turned on I am.
I pull upward, gently, away from his body, and watch his foreskin collect around the swollen head of his cock, forming a divot that immediately fills with fluid leaking from his cock slit. I hover over his cock with my face and carefully touch my tongue to the underside of his cock head, just above my fist, and lick carefully across the tip. The salty-sweet pooled liquid spreads through my mouth.
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Immediately, I want more of him, and I proceed, slowly, to move my mouth down onto his cock.
