I'm Here

8 🔥

"Why did you stop?" Tae asked, his voice low from arousal. He had woken up minutes before, when Jungkook had squeezed his ass.

He thought he was dreaming at first. Dreams fueled by alcohol and Jungkook's actions yesterday. But as he got more and more aroused, he realized this was no dream. No, he was actually on top of Jungkook's body. And yes, he was starting to rub himself against the younger.

And Jungkook was thrusting right back.

Taehyung knew he should stop it. But he didn't want to.

Jungkook's eyes were wide, looking up at Taehyung with a flustered expression. "I, um, Tae . . . "

"After this morning, we don't speak of this again. We clear?" Taehyung peered down into the younger's eyes with an intensity Jungkook had never seen before.

"After this morning?" Jungkook questioned, clearly baffled.

Instead of answering, Taehyung adjusted his arms so his hands were on either side of Jungkook's head. He thrusted his hips, head tilting back at the sensation.

"You somehow insist on doing this to me, again, so I might as well take advantage of it." Taehyung leaned down so he was inches away from Jungkook. "But after, we never talk about this again."

Taehyung knew Jungkook hadn't insisted on doing anything . . . he was just as guilty here. But he couldn't bring himself to admit that he wanted this, too.

Jungkook nodded his head forcefully, unable to produce words to agree. All he could think of was how hard he was and how hot Tae looked above him.

He slid his hands into Taehyung's boxers, unsure of when Tae would snap out of this delusion. But Jungkook would take whatever was given to him. His hormones were making him rather greedy.

As they started to grind their hips together in rhythm, Jungkook squeezed Taehyung's butt again. "I never realized how muscular your ass is," he let out with a soft laugh.

"I guess I'm comforted that you haven't been checking me out for years?"

"Maybe I should have started sooner."

Taehyung went down on his forearms and elbows, pressing his chest flat against the boy's below. His head tucked into the space between Jungkook's head and shoulder, bringing his mouth mere centimeters from the smooth skin of his neck.

He licked a long stripe on Jungkook's neck, tasting the salt of his sweat.

"Such a pretty neck, Kook. I'm going to ruin it."

Jungkook moaned at Taehyung's words, then again when he felt a gentle sucking starting at just below his ear. He gripped Taehyung tighter and ground himself harder into his cock, starting to lose himself in the feeling.

The elder sucked at Jungkook's neck until he reached his bare collarbone. "When did you become shirtless?" He asked, taking in Jungkook's naked chest. He watched as the muscles moved and flexed with every movement.

"I've always been shirtless. Why aren't you shirtless?"

Taehyung smirked. "Wow, you want me naked that badly."

Jungkook ran his hands up from Taehyung's butt and under his shirt, caressing his skin. "Well, I mean, if we're going at it we might as well -"

"Oh shut up." Taehyung complied though, leaning back onto his knees so he could pull his shirt off.

Jungkook marveled at the site of Taehyung's bare chest. He wasn't as muscular as himself, but he was beautiful. And seeing the male kneeling like that between Jungkook's spread legs, in nothing but boxers, did things to him.

"Fuck, Tae."

The elder licked his bottom lip, taking in Jungkook splayed out below him. He always noted that the boy was handsome, but never before had he found himself attracted to him. But seeing him like this, with sweat coating his chest, long hair matted to his forehead, and lips parted in desire . . . Taehyung may have to reconsider.

He glided his hand up Jungkook's thigh until it reached his cock. Taehyung palmed the boy through his sweatpants, gripping his length tightly. The sounds coming out of the younger's mouth stroked Taehyung's ego. He'd never touched another boy before, but he sure as hell was glad he was doing well.

Taehyung traced the edge of the sweatpants. "You want these off?"

The boy groaned. "If those come off, I'm no longer going to be thinking logically."

Taehyung leaned down and bit on Jungkook's earlobe, pulling slightly. "You're saying you've been thinking logically up until now?"

"Hm, I guess not." Jungkook gripped Taehyung's waist and flipped them both over so that the younger now hovered above. "Screw logic anyway."

He rolled his hips against Taehyung's before reaching down between their bodies. His hand snuck under the front of the older male's boxers and wrapped around the engorged length.

"Never knew you were so big."

Taehyung groaned. "I'm just a box of mysteries over here."

Jungkook pumped Taehyung firmly, enjoying the view of the male coming undone. It added to his own pleasure, seeing his friend losing control. He bit Taehyung's jaw as the elder thrusted wildly in his hand.

"Stop," Tae moaned. "I'm . . . I'm -"

A knock sounded at their apartment door. The boys froze.

"Guys!" It was Jimin. "Open up! We want to go get brunch!"

The door was locked so they didn't need to fear Jimin barging in. But they knew the boy wouldn't leave without talking to them.

"We'll meet you in the lobby in fifteen!" Jungkook yelled.

"Fifteen, really?" Taehyung murmured.

"Twenty!"

"Sounds good!" Jimin responded.

They waited a few moments, making sure their friend had left. After it continued to be silent, Jungkook rolled off of Taehyung, laying down besides him.

"Fuck," he said, exasperated that his impending climax wasn't going to happen. "How come that - "

Still on his back, Taehyung had reached over and pushed his hand under Jungkook's sweatpants, grabbing his cock and pumping fast.

"Shit, Tae," Jungkook moaned, loving the feeling of the elder's long fingers wrapped around him.

He moved his own hand back into Taehyung's boxers and continued where he left off. Soon, both were thrusting their hips uncoordinatedly and moans were tumbling out of their mouths.

"Kook," Tae sighed, "I'm close."

Jungkook was too. He was half delirious. Not thinking logically at all. So he removed his hand from Taehyung's boxers, roughly pulled down the piece of clothing -

"What?" Taehyung let out.

- and lowered his own sweatpants to his knees before climbing back on top of Taehyung. Jungkook thrusted against Tae's bare length and pressed his chest down onto the other boy's. Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's naked ass and kneaded it, all while meeting the younger thrust for thrust.

"Tae," Jungkook said sharply, climaxing with a loud moan. He thrusted against Taehyung as he came against both of their stomachs.

Taehyung bent his knees on either side of Jungkook, grinding harder and harder until he too found his release. He panted against Jungkook's neck as his heart beat slowly died down.

Jungkook rolled back off him, leaving both boys with clothes down to their knees and messes on their stomachs.

"I'm going to go shower," Taehyung said suddenly, getting up and pulling his boxers up.

"Good idea," Jungkook added, wiggling his sweatpants up and standing.

"Alone, Kook," Taehyung added.

"Right."

Taehyung walked out and Jungkook collapsed on Tae's bed.

What the actual fuck.