Viner BoyxBoy Cute & Smut Imagines

Flights Pt. 1 (Jolinsky Smut)

Ship: Jack Johnson x Jack Gilinsky

Johnson teases Gilinsky at the airport, leading to public sex on their flight.

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Gilinsky shook the water off his hands and walked over to one of the airport bathroom's hand dryers. Johnson was already there drying his hands.

"Bro, we need to hurry before our plane leaves."

Gilinsky nodded and quickly dried his hands. As he went over to the exit, Johnson blocked his path. He stepped up to Gilinsky and cupped his bulge.

"Damn, Gilinsk, you look so good in that shirt."

Gilinsky's eyes widened. "J-Jack, our fans are just outside that door."

"That's what makes grabbing you so much more exciting. Adds a little danger."

Gilinsky stepped closer to Johnson and put his hands on Johnson's slim waist. "Damn, bro, you're such a tease. I want to fuck you so hard."

Johnson shrugged. "Shame we have to catch a flight." He gave Gilinsky's bulge a squeeze, winked seductively and walked out the door. Screaming from hundreds of girls erupted outside and Gilinsky tried to calm his sexual frustration. Johnson was always teasing him public places and it turned Gilinsky on so much.

He followed Johnson out of the airport bathroom and saw lots of their fans screaming and holding up signs declaring their love for 'Jack and Jack'. Johnson was already taking selfies with some nearest the front. Gilinsky joined him, but they could only do it for a couple of minutes because they had to catch their flight. They shouted their thanks to everyone for coming and rushed through the terminal with their crew.

"Fuck you for turning me on just now," Gilinsky whispered to Johnson as they quickly walked through the airport.

Johnson laughed. "Promises, promises."

They got their tickets and boarded the plane. They were in first class and had seats next to each other. Gilinsky sat down and pulled out his laptop. The plane took off and Gilinsky looked for a film to watch. He put one on, but couldn't concentrate. He was still turned on. Damn it, Johnson.

He leaned over to Johnson, who was scrolling through music on his laptop while writing a song.

"Hey, Jack," Gilinsky said.

Johnson slipped off his headphones and looked at him. "Yeah?"

"I've got a problem," Gilinsky whispered and pointed down at his lap.

"You split something?" Johnson asked with a straight face.

"No, I haven't split anything," he said in frustration and scanned around to see if anyone was listening, before looking back at Johnson and lowering his voice. "I'm horny as fuck."

Johnson smirked. "Oh, and how is that my problem?"

Gilinsky frowned at his cute boyfriend. "You caused it by your bathroom shenanigans."

Johnson bit his lip. "Oops, my bad."

Gilinsky slumped back in his seat and pouted. "Great, now I'm going to be frustrated all flight."

"Not necessarily," Johnson smiled. He reached across and groped Gilinsky again. He squeezed and rubbed his bulge. "Meet me in the toilet in two minutes."

Johnson let go and got out of his seat. His winked at Gilinsky and walked off. Gilinsky rubbed himself where Johnson had. The blonde boy turned him on so fucking much. After a minute he couldn't wait anymore, so he jumped out of his seat and rushed to the toilet. He knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" He heard Johnson call from inside.

"Jack," Gilinsky said and the lock clicked open. Gilinsky opened the door and was shocked to see Johnson stood in the small space in just his boxers, a smirk slapped across his cute face.

"Why, Mr. Gilinsky, I've been waiting for you," Johnson said and pulled Gilinsky inside by his shirt.