MinSung Shorts|| MinhoxJisung

~reversed roles~[2]

~Chapter 2~

"H-Hyung," Han whined as he tiredly gripped the pillow under his head with both hands.

"You want to come for me??" he teasingly asked as he continued both of his movements at a painfully slow pace. Han aggressively shook his head yes as he eagerly waited to see what he would do, still being blinded to him.

Minho put one of his hands firmly on his lower stomach, slightly pressuring him down as he pulled it out of his ass entirely. Twisting it as he pushed back in, repeating it once more before holding it in place. Han took a deep breath at the insertion, how deeply into his ass it was accessing.

Minho held it inside him, using his knee to replace his hand to keep it firmly in place, not allowing Han to unintentionally push it out. Accepting its placement and making sure it wouldn't move. He replaced his hand on the back of his thigh and pulled his leg back up to him. Gently putting his lips on the side of his thighs as he kissed his soft skin.

Sweetly biting and marking him as he followed down to his pelvis. Repeating his kisses on his lower stomach as he softly wrapped his hands around his length. Holding him in his large hands as he puckered his lips at the base of his dick. The tip of his tongue masterfully traced the lines of his veins as he furthered to the top. Using his fingers to form a circle around his dick as he gently stroked him.

He continued his soft kisses around his tip as he looked at Han. The small way his body slightly shook with every touch of his lips against the sensitive space. His face burned red as he bit his lip, feeling his entire body tense up by the building pressure.

Minho was ready..ready to fill his mouth with his length, to shove him down his throat. He was just as tired of the teasing as Han was. He eagerly put his fingers around his tip, stroking down before hoving his mouth.

Leading with his tongue as he slid down his length, taking all of him almost instantly. Han desperately gasped at the feeling of his dick sliding down the tight space. He couldn't see, but he could feel his tip touching the back of his throat. The soft hums of Minho's moaned as he choked, vibrating against him—making him dizzy.

The small way Minho's hand held firmly around his base following his mouth as he bobbed his head vertically over him. His other hand tightly gripped his thigh, bracing himself as he repeatedly shoved his dick deeply down his throat.

Minho looked back up to Han; he loved watching for his reactions. Now, his mouth flung open, and his body still slightly shaking. His stomach sucked in as if he was holding his breath. His hand softly intertwined in his hair, his other used all the strength he had left to grip onto the sheets.

Minho smiled as he continued rougher than before. Enough to make his own eyes gloss over the impact. Holding tightly on his waist as he plunged his length deeper down his throat. His tongue rubbed horizontally against him on the way down. He pinched his eyes closed, gripping tighter as he held his head in place, letting the tightness of his throat stimulate his tip.

"S-Shit," Han softly breathed out as Minho's hold persisted. Feeling the way his dick unbearably throbbed in his mouth as his peak surfaced. "Nngh.." he moaned as he reached for Minhos head, feebly pushing him off. Minho dryly coughed, letting air back into his lungs as spit dripped from his lips.

He quickly kissed his thigh as he leaned up, returning his hand to his length, gently wrapping around his base. Not given the chance to move his hand before he was pelted in the face with his cum. He lightly laughed at the mess he made on his face, even more, because Han didn't realize what he had done.

The thick white drips from his face, puddling on Han's pelvis. Han lowly groaned as he felt Minho try to move his hand. He immediately raised his shaken hand to stop him; he was far too sensitive to the touch.

"Okay," Minho softly smiled as he let him go. Using the back of his hand to wipe his face as he leaned up from him, almost forgetting about his knee. He quickly pushed his knee back into place, reaching for the blindfold covering his eyes, and pulled it down around his neck. His eyes were tightly shut, splotches of water surrounding them. 

Han sluggishly followed as he continued softly pulling at the blindfold, helping the younger up. He smiled, gently pushing away the hairs stuck to his forehead as his hand cupped his cheek, brushing his thumb across the burnt redness.

"Hannie," he softly called, wiping away the tears from under his eyes. Honey, are you okay??" he softly cooed at him, still gently moving his thumb, trying to coax his eyes open.

"Mm, yes," Han finally responded, nodding his head as he opened his eyes to him. Those brown doe eyes of his started innocently into his as he smiled up at him.

"Good," he smiled back at him brightly, tightening his hold as he leaned down and kissed him. Moving his hand under his chin as he irresistibly deepened the kiss before slowly pulling back. "Now it's my turn to fuck you," he slyly whispered, hovering in front of his lips before roughly returning to the kiss. Continuing the kiss while he gently propped up his body, re-gripping his hand on the pink base, finally moving his knee off the bed and placing his leg on the floor.

He fought to push the dildo back in his ass, now tighter after he came. Han whimpered in his mouth, his body quivering as Minho let go of his body, making him sit on its length. Minho lowly groaned as he tugged on his lips, pulling away from him. Watching Han leaned forward on the bed, grabbing the end of the bed as he sat in place when he let him go.~~