Forget Me Not✓| Yoonmin(+18)

chapter twenty seven (part three)

WARNING: SMUT

I stand up, motioning for him to follow me and he excitedly does so.

I sit down on the couch and before I can get the chance to say anything, he kneels on the ground between my legs excitedly, eye-smiling so innocently at me as he subtly opens my legs to snuggle against my inner thigh.

I gulp, not sure what the hell I'm doing but I simply can't resist seeing him knelt on the ground in front of me, his lips around my dick...will he let me choke him...?

"any time today baby...can I do it? you don't have to do anything...just sit back and watch me."

I lick my lips, my heart trying to leap out of my chest. "you like to be watched, don't you?" I know it's far from what my creepy mind desires but I'm happy with what I can get now...

He giggles. "a mild kink...and I only want you to watch me...so yes or no?"

I lean forward, cupping his cheek with one hand and kissing him. he smiles into the kiss, licking my lips and tongue every chance he gets. I've found out he likes to do this when he gets excited...too excited.

I break the kiss, sitting back. His eyes are shining and he's squirming on the ground, seeming eager and impatient if the boner he's proudly showing is evidence. "just a quick question. Have you...done this before?"

His face falls. "not this again yoongs!" he whines. I chuckle. "that's not the reason I asked...just wanted to see if I could...you know." I blush, unable to voice my vulgar thoughts and he grins. "you can fuck my mouth how you like...I won't throw up if that's what you're wondering...I'll tap your thigh if it gets too much."

I gulp, finally nodding at him, feeling my face burning. How is he so nonchalant?!

He squeals and gets to work, opening my belt quickly and throwing it away. I let out a quiet laugh at his enthusiasm, feeling relaxed by seeing his playful behavior. I was so tired from the surgery I had earlier today but now I don't even recall what sleep is.

He opens my button, pulling the zipper down. "I want it all off. Stand up." I raise an eyebrow at his demanding tone but comply, letting him pull my pants and boxers down in one go, giggling as my erection almost slaps him in the face.

He pushes me down again, getting comfortable between my thighs. His staring at my hard dick is kind of killing my confidence so I clear my throat. "hey...get to it then." He grabs me so suddenly, I hiss from the strong grip.

He giggles again before leaning forward, still staring into my eyes, and licking the tip. I inhale sharply at the feeling. It's one hundred times better than a handjob already.

He sucks on the tip like he wants to swallow me whole. It almost gets painful...why is he like this? the cheeky look he gives me proves he's doing it on purpose...so I muster my courage and do something...grab his hair and buck my hips up a bit; just enough to surprise him but not enough to choke him.

He makes a sound close to a whiny protest and I smile at his frown, keeping my hand firm on his head. He seems so comfortable with half of me in his mouth so I pull on his hair softly, forcing more in his mouth. He rolls his eyes and does something that takes my breath away...taking me all till his nose is flush against the fine hair on my lower stomach. He makes a slight gag sound but seems ok otherwise.

I'm struggling to breathe through the feeling of the warm wet tight walls of his mouth around me and his tongue licking me, trying not to let out a sound. he pulls back seconds later, detaching his lips from me with a pop, inhaling air. "are you ok? You seem to be enjoying it too much." he grins, wiping the drool from his chin with his tongue.