Friends With Benefits

1: "Barely"

"Oh fuck-" Jinyoung muttered against the guy's mouth when he felt his back hitting the back of the door as it closed.

"Sorry." The guy said, with a smile grazing on his lips. It was only that, before he felt his soft and warm lips moving against his again. Jinyoung wasn't sure where to keep his hands so he just put them on the guy's shoulders as he kissed back with the same intensity. The guy knows how to kiss. The way his teeth tugs on his lower lip is a proof. Jinyoung felt like his lips will bleed in any second now, but he knows in himself that he won't even complain about it, because he for one, enjoys what the guy is doing to him.

"Shit-" Jinyoung groaned when he felt how the guy bit his lips. The guy took his chance and pushed his tongue inside the raven's mouth, earning him a pleasured moan. The younger felt how he was pulled closer and how the guy's hand supported his head, with his fingers running through his hair in the process. It all felt so good, and Jinyoung could only ask himself how long was it since the last time he has been kissed like this. It is sloppy but completely mind blowing.

Maybe it is a good thing that I drank quite a lot. Jinyoung thought as he indulge himself with the taste of the guy's mouth.

"God, you're sweet." He heard him say before he felt his hand going south, resting on top of his crotch. Jinyoung almost jumped. "...and so ready." Soon enough, the guy's hands were scrambling on the button of his jeans. The guy succeeded in one try, that Jinyoung's mind started to panic. Pulling away from the kiss, Jinyoung tried to open his eyes and keep a steady gaze over the older's brown ones.

"Wait-" He said while pushing the guy away from his body a bit. They are both panting after the kiss they just shared.

"What's the matter?" The guy asked with his hand brushing his hair from covering his eyes, and the other one, still on his jeans' zipper.

Jinyoung has to even his breathing first before speaking. "I... uhm I..." Why the hell am I stuttering? Jinyoung cursed as he averted his eyes and bit his lips. This is embarrassing. Exhaling, he tried to talk again to express his concern. "I don't-" Well, fuck it cause he cannot bring himself to say that he's a fucking virgin. Yes, he had a fair share of make out sessions. One cannot avoid that especially when you're in college and surrounded by jocks and other hot guys, Jinyoung isn't an exception. And with his raging hormones and all, sure, he's had enough experience, but never did he have the courage to go all the way.

"You don't?..." The guy prompted, trying to catch his eyes which were glued on the guy's shoes. He's wearing Nike, Air.. it reads. This guy should be rich.

Jinyoung was interrupted in his thoughts when he felt the guy's lips again. It's just a chaste kiss, but it got his attention and now he's staring at those eyes which showed gentleness. "Don't worry, I got you."

Now Jinyoung is being kissed again, almost agressively. The guy walked them towards to which he thinks is the direction of the bed. Jinyoung isn't sure which room they went in, and it's dark so he couldn't familiarize himself with the room. Jinyoung felt his back as it lays on top of the soft bed. Positioning himself in between his legs, the guy dived in and latched on his lips once again.

He heard a zip and soon he felt a hand wrapping around his length, after putting it inside his boxers. "Oh shit." But the guy didn't stop, instead, he now feels his gentle strokes around it, causing his mind to go spinning, disabling him to think straight. It's not just the alcohol, but the feel of the guy's skilled hands around his cock. If only he could open his eyes and look, he's sure his is swelling red right now.

"You're so hard, and ready." He heard the guy say, while still moving his hands around him, and kissing his neck. Jinyoung has to pull his self which is almost flying away from his body, when he thought that he shouldn't just stay still while the guy is doing wonders with his hand. He's got to move too. So mustering his courage and confidence, his hand grabbed the hem of the guy's shirt and pushed it up, allowing his hands to touch his abs. And holy fuck, he didn't expect them to be this perfectly sculpted!