Lucid [✔️]

19 [Kinda M] *

It was Caleb who would be at the end of the stick this time.

He had been sitting in the living room watching some TV show when Minho entered the apartment around one in the morning.

Caleb, upon turning around to greet the male, noticed the impressive boner that he had been sporting.

Minho, upon realising what Caleb had been staring at, blushed a bit and then attempted to rush off to his room. But Caleb stopped him with a simple, 'wait.'

Why did Minho have a boner?

Well, he had went to some chick's house to get it in. And just as the fun was about to start, her parents came home.

As much as both of them wanted it, she told him that being quiet wasn't really her forte. She they couldn't sneakily have sex. And because of that, they decided to call the promiscuous engagement off.

Minho believed that she probably didn't want to sleep with him anyways. But he tried not to think about it.

She was being respectful ... kinda.

Her parents didn't want her having sex under their roof. If she was noisy about it, they'd know. And she'd get caught.

It's only disrespectful if you get caught.

So, Minho drove home with an aching erection. And he kinda planned on taking care of it himself.

But then Caleb said, "want me to help you out with that?"

"With what?" Maybe if he played dumb, he wouldn't have to face him.

He didn't want to mess with Caleb right now.

"Don't be silly, Stupid." Caleb got up from his spot on the sofa and approached the older, stopping directly in front of him.

He gripped the older's belt loops and pulled him closer. "Your problem. I can help you out with it." He stuffed his tongue into his cheek and looked Minho dead in the eyes.

The older gulped. "And w-why would you want to do that?"

"Because I like you ... in a non-homosexual way. Bros help out bros, amirite?"

"What are you gonna do?"

And immediately upon asking that question, Minho (not really) regretted it.

"Hmm let's see ...." his soft hand travelled down to Minho's impressive bulge. And he smiled a bit upon hearing the older's breath hitch upon the contact.

"First, I'd give you a nice, sloppy blowjob. I'd let you fuck my mouth and everything."

Minho cleared his throat to conceal a moan that almost leapt out of his mouth at that very moment. Between the words, touching, and Caleb's sultry voice, Minho could've came right then and there.

"And then, just before you cum, I'd stop. Wait until your climax dies down a little, and then I'd go again-"

Even though Caleb's sexy-talking wasn't the best (Minho had heard much better sexy-talk), it still seemed to arouse him.

He wouldn't blame the guy much. Because aside from one guy he dated years ago, the guy didn't date.

And he didn't have sexual intercourse that often, either.

Well, from what he was told; before Minho, there had been no sex whatsoever. Just a blowjob or two.

And every sexual encounter he had had been sexy-talk-less.

"Really now?" Minho enquired. Suddenly, his interests seemed a bit more piqued. "Would you let me fuck you?"

"Would it satisfy you?"

"Of course."

"Then of course."

Now we're talking ...