Jimin, a single dad, has to fight his fears and insecurities to find his only remaining family, to be a good parent to his son, and to find love.
"Perhaps the truth was those two young hands,
those young hands
buried beneath the snow
and in the c...
My heart is beating so fast but not in panic or anxiety...in arousal and passion.
I'm sitting between jimin's legs, my hand wrapped around his hard dick while I hesitantly stroke him up and down. he squirms and moans under me, every sound he makes going straight to the pit of my stomach. I'm feeling happy that I'm ok, no images going through my mind, while I'm giving my pretty boyfriend what he needs...maybe not everything but at least it's an orgasm.
The feeling of holding another person's dick in my hand is foreign but my virgin ass won't admit it loudly. It feels nice...the way he twitches and hardens even more in my hands.
Yes, hands. I'm giving him a handjob with both hands. That how excited I am...the painful boner between my legs is also evidence.
The lube is now warm against my hands, making me feel better than when it fucking froze my hand...yes, it's my first time touching lube but again, jimin doesn't need to know.
Not that he'll understand anything I'll say at this moment. His fully naked -and may I say so pretty and out of this world- body moves around in front of me, his eyes shut tight, his teeth biting his lips but he freely voices the way he feels and I love it. it's the only way I know if I'm doing it right...and one of us should be vocal or it'll sound like a library.
Besides, his voice is also out of this world. His moans are different. Some breathier and lower, some high pitched when I put more pressure and speed, some close to growling which makes me surprised; where did he hide this? my baby tiger...who's wearing the locket I gave him...I don't know which one glows more, jimin or the locket?
I've become a fucking cheeseball.
I gulp, looking at the red tip of his dick. Is he close?
He jolts when I pay too much attention to his tip, whining and bucking his hips so I would touch him everywhere. I like how demanding he is...he's shameless and that turns me on even more.
I can't help wondering how he would look tied up, with a blindfold on. He wouldn't know what's going on, the suspension making it more intense for him. I could tease him all I want, get more pretty moans out of him. maybe he'll even growl at me in frustration but he'll not be able to relieve himself anyway...
"baby?" his soft voice brings me out of my mind to the present and I notice my hands have stopped, denying him pleasure when he was probably close.
He's smiling at me, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, heavy breaths exiting and entering between his red swollen lips.
"are you with me? are you ok? We can stop..." now I've made him worried.
I lean down, kissing him softly. "I got caught up in my thoughts but they're all good...I'm happy that we're doing this."
He licks my lips, letting his frustrations show. "me too hon...but I'll feel much better if you wouldn't deny me my orgasm. I've earned it, haven't I?" his tone is playful, the shameless look in his eyes making me blush. I stare into his eyes from two inches and start moving my hands again, this time much faster and with more pressure.
he moans loudly into my mouth, his hands coming up to wrap around my neck. "oh...that feels...great...just...AH!"
His body is tense under me, his sweaty chest sticking to my shirt when he arches his back from the sudden attack of pleasure to his nerves; I'm fully dressed since I don't feel like doing anything for myself.
My therapist said to focus on him for now so I'll replace those past images and memories with him; then I'll be ready for the next step...hopefully.
He bites my bottom lip, surprising but encouraging me to go faster. His moans are faster now, lasting longer, his chest going up and down irregularly and his hands tug at my hair, his thighs shaking beside my legs.
He starts sucking on my bottom lip, murmuring in between. "I'm...close baby...Ah! Don...don't stop!"
I kiss him, feeling him shaking and tensing, even more, his moans muffled in my mouth and his dick starting pulsing in my hands...
I go back, wanting to see him all when he climaxes.
He grabs the sheets, bucking his hips up. "are you gonna come baby?" I look him up and down, trying to memorize the way he comes. He lets out a long breathy moan at my question, finally letting go. His orgasm rippling through him, his body pulsing and jolting everywhere. I shudder at the feeling of his cum on my hand, breathing heavily along with him. it takes nearly a minute for him to start shuddering and open his eyes and I've been moving my hand to help him through his orgasm, staring at every inch of him.
He smiles at me, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "thank you baby...do you want me to...return the favor?" he's hesitant and I still have my cum-coated hands wrapped around him. I finally let his spent dick go, looking at my hands. He giggles at my face and sits up, getting me a tissue from the bedside table. "here...yoon!"
He's surprised when I raise my hand to my mouth, looking at my hand almost judgementally, gulping. He made me swallow every time...maybe...maybe if I taste jimin and he tastes different...but what if he tastes like him? it's gonna ruin the little progress I had. I'll never be able to get intimate with him.
I close my eyes and lap at my hand, shuddering at the sticky material on my tongue. He gasps. "what...are you ok with that?!"
He's panicking and I am too but I couldn't stop myself. I open my eyes to his shocked face in front of me, closing my mouth...
It has the same bitter taste but still different...it tastes...like jimin? Does that even make sense?
He smiles at the relieved look on my face, still not sure at what the hell I'm doing. "do I taste good?" he's playful and cheeky and I love it.
I open my mouth and take more in it, making him gasp again and I choose the opportunity to grab his jaw and kiss him, forcing my tongue and his cum down his throat. He squeaks at the sudden taste and action, but then moans into my mouth, taking my hand. Before I can stop him, he licks the rest of the cum, staring into my eyes while doing it and making my gut clench as a result. He comes up then, repeating the process with me.
God he's so hot and...he's like a sex god compared to me, getting me out of my shell.
When we're done making out with cum and spit between us, he leans back, grinning at me. "totally wasn't expecting that but it was fucking hot baby...I'm almost ready for another round."
And he's not joking...
hehe...
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was this ok? literally my first time writing smut and it took so long...and it's not finished yet :))
