Blind Date {MiniMoni}

26

Namjoon scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on Jimin's face. Jimin half-closed his eyes and saw that the person in front of him was Namjoon. He smiled happily, but the next second he was sad again.

"Namjoon, you're here, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am."

"Why did you just come now!" His eyes were red as he spoke. "Help me, help me. The water is too hot, I want cold water, I want to take off my clothes."

"Okay, okay." Namjoon reached out and took off Jimin's clothes.

Jimin took Namjoon's hand and put it on his chest, with tears in his eyes. "I want it, help me."

The language was already provocative enough, and coupled with those watery eyes, it was too foul.

Namjoon pulled him out of the water, tore off Jimin's wet pants, and pulled the bath towel over and spread it on the sink. Jimin was then held naked and sat on the bath towel.

Namjoon stood between Jimin's legs, holding his erect cock in one hand, and gently stroking it up and down. This height was just right for kissing. Namjoon kissed Jimin until he was dizzy, then moved down, wishing he could suck out the two nipples on his chest. Fortunately, Jimin was drugged and infatuated, and not only did he not feel any pain from this intensity, he also kept moaning high and low.

Jimin's body was burning with pain, he urgently needed to let it cum out to cool down. Namjoon lowered his head and took Jimin's cock in his mouth. It was the first time Jimin felt this kind of impact. He felt unusually comfortable with his cock in his warm mouth. His flexible tongue stirred the glans in his mouth. Jimin shuddered and subconsciously wanted to grab something, so he placed his hands on Namjoon's ears.

Jimin was already a temptation to Namjoon, and now Jimin was fully exposed, the unintentional caressing made Namjoon's already hard cock in his jeans even more uncomfortable.

Namjoon spit out the cock in his mouth, and Jimin felt lost and uncomfortable when he suddenly left.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to get something. You wait obediently."

Namjoon found what he wanted from the bedside of the hotel. When he returned to the bathroom, Jimin leaned against the mirror with his two white legs hanging naturally from the sink. His hand couldn't wait to hold the thing under his crotch and rub it up and down. Seeing Namjoon coming back, he looked at Namjoon with his blurred and watery eyes.

"Hyung, help me, help me."

Namjoon once again helped Jimin hold his cock and let Jimin's legs step on his shoulders, so that Jimin leaned his back against the mirror, allowing Namjoon's hands to move freely.

The cold lubricant squeezed into the hole with the fingers, and the front and back were under Namjoon's control. Jimin felt good and wanted more, moaning in his mouth, and his hands couldn't help but push Namjoon's head down again.

Namjoon speeds up a bit, flicking his tongue over the sensitive glans, and Jimin cums into Namjoon's mouth without warning.

Namjoon wiped the white liquid from his mouth. Jimin was still immersed in the trance after the climax, and was pulled over by Namjoon, and his tongue was inserted into him in revenge.

Jimin pushed Namjoon away, muttering "It tastes weird".

Namjoon smiled mischievously, pulled him down from the sink, attacked Jimin's chest with dense kisses, his fingers danced flexibly on Jimin's back, and finally rubbed his plump buttocks with his big hand.

The strong effect of the drug could not disappear after Jimin ejaculated once, but it made the desire in his body easier to ignite, and he had been itching for a long time.

Namjoon buried his head in Jimin's chest, Jimin moaned as he was licked. Just as he was enjoying this comfortable moment, he was suddenly turned over by Namjoon. Namjoon unzipped his pants and released his hot cock, pressing it against Jimin's raised buttocks.

His flexible tongue licked Jimin's earlobes from behind, and his hands went around to the front to knead Jimin's nipples. The hot air sprayed on the side of his ears, tickling Jimin's whole body. He twisted his slender waist and let his buttocks look for Namjoon's hardness.

"Do you want it? Beg me."

"Y..yes! Please."

The hard cock, which was quickly covered with a condom, was inserted straight into Jimin's hole. The sudden sense of satisfaction made both of them couldn't help but let out a moan.

Jimin's upper body was pressed down, and his sensitive nipples were pressed against the cold marble of the sink, rubbing back and forth with the thrusting from behind.

Namjoon grabbed Jimin's waist for leverage, but was afraid that if he used too much force, Jimin's belly would hit the hard sink, so he had to wrap one hand around Jimin's abdomen. This position seemed to limit the speed of the action, but it just allowed Namjoon to "teach" Jimin a different way.

Namjoon lifted Jimin's chin so that he could see himself in the mirror, his eyes blurred, his face flushed, and his mouth half open because of the constant moaning and breathing difficulties.

Jimin should be grateful that he is not in a clear state, otherwise he would be so embarrassed that he would dig a hole to bury himself. But at this moment, he just wants Namjoon to go faster, deeper, and harder.

Jimin held the hand on his abdomen and squeezed out a few words from the corner of his mouth with difficulty.

"Hyung, please...faster...faster..."

The shaking from Jimin is the signal of his impending climax, and Namjoon handles it very well. With one hand, he lifts up Jimin's right leg so that he can thrust deeper, and with the other hand he wraps around Jimin and goes to the front to soothe Jimin's engorged cock, keeping the speed consistent. Needless to say, Namjoon will also use all his strength to thrust in and out.

Namjoon's anger, worry and grievance were all transformed into endless waist strength. Finally, he cum into the warm hole, it was just intercepted by that thin condom.

To Be Continued...