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The tension between them was so thick, you could cut it with a knife.
It was just them in the dorm. One was on the phone and the other in the kitchen. Each to their own.
Jake was searching for something to snack on as it wasn’t quite the perfect time for dinner to be served and their members weren’t home either. It’d be quite the time, as Jungwon suggested they’d go watch a newly released movie. Plus, they’d already planned dinner together, after the movie finished, leaving the two remaining to fend for themselves. Maybe they’d order takeout since neither him not Heeseung were in the mood to cook anything. Maybe pizza, or chinese or-
An icy grip enclosed his hips as he felt himself start to shiver due to the unknown presence around his pelvic area. He couldn’t even turn around. He just froze in place as the cold grip never left him. It was as if a ghost touched him, not his band mate. He can’t lie, he did feel a small dip in his stomach, then replaced by a jolt of his lower regions. But it’s not like it was an unknown or fearful touch. Oh no. Quite the opposite. He knew what was bound to happen, he just wanted to watch it all unfold.
He felt a giggle behind him as one of the arms left his body and reached for the paper towels right in front of their faces. What a menace. Such a cliche move to pull on him… Who would even like that? Clearly not Jake, whose pants started feeling tighter than usual, who felt his shirt stick to his body. Shit, no matter how much he tried to deny it, Heeseung would always have an impact on him, even with his cheesy pickup lines or moves, like this. He needed to control himself before blatantly revealing his own true self towards him.
“What’re you doing?” he rasped out, trying to calm himself down because it was embarrassing to be this affected by someone grabbing his waist.
“What does it look like? I’m grabbing some paper towels. Also, don’t you think it’s a little rude to speak to your hyung without even looking at him? Turn around Jakey..”
He could feel the playful gaze he had from behind. God, he wanted to wipe it off. A slap or a punch would suffice, considering he didn’t want to wound the older boy, just make his get rid of that stupid grin he wore whenever he wanted to tease Jake. He shuffled slightly, the enclosed space making it difficult for him to move around much, but managing to face his wrath: Lee Heeseung.
This wasn’t the first time they’d dealt with anything sexual. No, it happened actually quite a few times. It started off as a “no-strings attached” kind of thing, where they’d just jerk themselves off or give blowjobs. Then one day Heeseung had asked Jake to let him finger him, to which Jake was hesitant, but accepted. Ever since that day, Jake felt a considerable emptiness, as if everything he ever craved was injected into Heeseung’s fingers, or even Heeseung’s dick. Could it be from their strenuous schedule? Tours, comeback, promotions back to back definitely gets to a person’s mind and what better way to ease off than have the most mind blowing sex with your… friend? Bandmate? Friend with benefits? Situationship?
Whatever they got between them would be resolved sooner or later, but now Jake’s gaze focused back onto Heeseung’s face. He looked like he was drunk on Jake’s expressions, moreover his body and his small but frequent gasps for air, as he got entrapped closer to the counter. Jake just looked at him with glazed eyes, like a prey its predator. He knew what question would be sprung up next, so he was already one step into his submissive mindset, vigilent for anything his hyung would address towards him.
Heeseung’s hand from his waist made its way up to Jake’s jaw, fingers making their way playfully all around his neck and lips. His fingers pushed slightly past the pursed lips, which made Jake’s eyes open up in surprise, but welcomed the intrusions with his tongue.
“Aha, I see you’re just as eager as I am, aren’t you?” Heeseung asked, tilting his head as if waiting for a response. Jake didn’t reply, just stared at him with the same fucked out gaze, despite them doing nothing yet, while still licking at the two fingers which felt heavy atop his tongue.
Heeseung pulled his fingers out, wiping the string of spit which separated them from Jake’s lips onto Jake’s shirt, making wet patches everywhere.
“C’mon puppy, you know what to do. No strings attached, right?” He added, treading his now clean fingers into Jake’s hair, slightly pushing his head downward, towards where the main event was bound to take place.
Jake’s mind was all over the place, but was still able to hear his Hyung’s request clearly, especially the last line, falling to his knees, Heeseung’s arm still holding his hair dangerously harsh. He’d never admit, but their whole “no strings attached” unspoken contract stung Jake horribly. But what could he do in this situation? He was already halfway into his friends erection, rubbing it with his nose. He took in his scent; something which reeked of Heeseung’s cologne, a woody scent with smoke-like tones, perfume which Heeseung often times wore on stage, wore to rile up Jake since he knew that was his favourite aroma.
Jake started rubbing his nose around the outline that was printed onto the sweats before his hands reached up, grabbing at the hem of Heeseung’s sweats, slowly pulling them down to reveal his underwear, with his dick teasingly peeking up at the top of the elastic, as if awaiting Jake’s presence.
Jake leaned forward and, before taking the boxers off too, he pressed small, wet kisses onto his tip. Heeseung’s breathy sighs could be heard above him as precum spilled little by little due to Jake’s teasing. A small tug on his hair reminded him of his place and it was a sort of unspoken sign to take off Heeseung’s underwear.
Jake wasted no more time. He pulled the boxers swiftly, letting them dip down at the pool formed on the floor by his sweats as well. He stared at the erection in front of his face for a few moments till he heard a voice from above his head say: “Go puppy. It’s all yours”
The fingers knotting his hair loosened as Heeseung watched intensely how Jake leaned it and started giving kitten licks all around his base, moving excruciatingly slow for how needy he felt. He jerked his hips forward, his precum smearing across Jake’s cheeks. A small moan slipped out of him, watching how hot Jake looked with precum and spit all over him.
Their whole situationship started from their need to ease off. They never actually talked about their own feelings, they were mainly a more “go with the flow” time of situationship. But Heeseung did truly like him, he was just scared that confessing would ruin what r they were doing right now. That’s why he needed this now. His whole week was such a nonstop idea about how Jake may react once he confessed and overwhelming thoughts about what their friendship and relationship would look like. Would they stop their business? Would life as bandmates change? It already changed significantly when they started fucking around without anyone else knowing. Sneaky makeout sessions in bathrooms or quickies in storage rooms were their thing. He didn’t want any of it to stop. Especially when Jake looked stunning throughout all of them.
He felt these thoughts start to slip away as Jake’s mouth wrapped around his tip and quickly started lowering himself closer and closer to his base. Whiny moans slipped out Heeseung alongside curses and prayers. He thought the prettiest sight was Jake taking him fully, but in reality it was the gagging sounds Jake made as he started choking on his length. His glassy eyes looked upwards towards Heeseung, as if trying to see what impact he was having. Was Heeseung disgusted by this? What more should he do? Every different lick, suck, and gag pulled a strained moan out of Heeseung and a different reaction, like more precum or even his dick twitching slightly.
“Hngh~ Jakey… You take me so well, it’s like- like you were made perfectly for me” Heeseung added between moans, treading his hand back into the locks of black hair.
Jake kept up his antics , at a rather slow pace which made Heeseung grow more impatient as his needs increased and searched for all the necessary pleasure. That’s when he felt the grip tighten in his hair, to which Jake just popped the dick out of his mouth, letting it hit the navy tee Heeseung still wore, looking up at his hyung with doe-like eyes.
“Puppy, you know i don’t like it when you tease me and go all slow… I much rather prefer your face streaming with tears and spit than just spit” Heeseung added, his other hand now thumbing around Jake’s lips. “Here, just so you can fuel your own desires too, let’s try this”, he added in the end.
He quickly let go of him, dashing towards his room in search of something. Jake was just left in the middle of the kitchen, on the cold floor, pants still straining his erection, precum smeared all over his delicate facial features, hair disheveled and teary eyed in search of his Hyung. He started at his reflection in the mirror of the front door. God, he looked like a cheap whore, like he had just slutted himself out for everyone. But it wasn’t just everyone; it was Heeseung. The boy he’d been crushing on longer than he could even remember. It felt… different, despite having done this more times than he could count.
But as the rummaging still continued, he grew more and more impatient and so he took matters into his own hands. He freed his boxers from the restraints of the sweats, leaving him only in his white underwear. He took his dick out of them, not bothering to pull the underwear all the way down, just a little so that he could feel the taste of freedom. He swiped some of the precum on his face alongside some spit he let fall onto his palm and started jerking himself off.
The squelching noises weren’t loud per say, but it surely drew Heeseung’s attention, forcing him to finish his task quicker. When he returned to the kitchen, the scenery that unfolded was better than any kind of pornography he had ever imagined or seen. Jake jerking himself off by holding his fist as tightly as possible, creating a perfect hole into which he was thrusting like a maniac. He’s sure if he would’ve let Jake have his way with him, he’d never stop fucking Heeseung. But, that’s a story for a different time and one that Heeseung would surely look into.
He tiptoed up to Jake, trying not to distract the boy from his antics. As he edged closer towards him, he turned on the vibrator in his hands and soon pressed it onto the boys leaking cock. Shocked eyes landed upon Heeseung’s arm, as Jake’s hands flailed and grabbed onto everything they could: one on the counter above and the other onto Heeseung’s wrist. He didn’t wanna push him away but the pleasure was just too much. His grip was harsh, knuckles turning white, but his hyung just stared at him with the same loving gave
“Pl-please hyung~… Puppy can’t take- take it… hngh~ I can’t take it i wan’ cum” Jake could be hear begging, the dip in his stomach visible, his high pitched sounds and the stream of tears which loaded his eyes made it clear that he was edging closer and closer and that his orgasm was bound to happen.
Heeseung pulled the vibrator away, setting onto the counter, turning it off and watching in awe as Jake’s face distorted once again in confusing. “Tsk baby, you really don’t know your rules? I get to cum first and I decide when you cum and don’t. Am i clear?” Heeseung asked sternly, eyes sharply looking at Jake who nodded slowly, tears threatening to spill from his eyes
“Now, if you do a great job at sucking me off, maybe i’ll consider letting you cum baby. Now, just get your meal puppy. Or should i say your milk, kitty?” Heeseung laughed at his own face and Jake just shut his legs, embarrassed at how much both nicknames affected him. He dragged his already red and bruised knees closer towards Heeseung and just dipped his head instantaneously,
taking him fully.
You could say that Jake’s pace was animalistic, but even that wasn’t enough to describe fully what he was doing. He’d take Heeseung fully, hollowing out his cheeks with a stare that could only be described as a deer in the headlights. Then, Jake would pull away slowly, nipping at bits of Heeseung’s cock or adding his tongue as a way to push out more saliva and make the next slide easier on his throat and mouth. Once at the tip, he’d push it out, letting globs of spit seep onto it, as he pressed messy kisses, as if he was making out with his cock.
This drove Heeseung crazy. He felt on cloud nine, Jake had never given such a blowjob before. Did he watch porn to improve himself? Or… did he try out on the other members? No way. That was impossible, he would’ve noticed bruising, sore throats, signs would’ve been there, right? His hands slipped down towards Jake’s cheeks, as if in instant and grabbed his face harshly, pulling Jake all the way towards his base, completely unexpected.
He kept thrusting into Jake’s mouth, as if it was nothing but a hole to be used. Jake’s tears were streaming all over his face from the harsh grip, which his face got planted with red marks from Heeseung’s hands. Spit was spilled everywhere: all over his face, Heeseung’s hands, his shirt and on the floor. His gazed was fixed on his jealous hyung’s one. Their eye contact was like a snap, which only fueled to fuck himself deeper and deeper, till Jake was on the verge of vomiting. His throat was being abused and despite him having the opportunity to back out at any second, he never asked for it. He just took whatever Heeseung gave him, as if it was the last hope and the only thing remaining on Earth.
“Shit puppy… You know you’re only mine? hngh.. Just mine puppy. A little puppy toy for Hyung to play with whenever he’s bored. I bet you’d do anything hyung says with the promise of dick, isn’t that right baby? Such a slut…” Heeseung moaned out, the pleasure also reaching him and making it harder for him to straighten his thoughts out. He himself felt ruined but tried to keep his act up. Should Jake know how affected he is after just a blowjob, he’d take it up a notch and who would be able to dominate Jake? Clearly not Heeseung.
Jake couldn’t even respond anymore. He just felt his mind in a dizzying spiral, the only words revolving in his head being ‘hyung’,
‘cum’ and ‘cock’. His dick was red and leaking but he knew if he wanted anything to happen afterwards, he’d stay obedient and follow his hyungs rules.
Heeseung teetered closer and closer towards the edge, his body shaking and his moans becoming more erratic and whiny. Soon, he felt himself burst, to which Jake pulled off his mouth and jerked him off, Heeseung’s cum falling all over his cheeks, eyebrows and mouth, some even landing in his hair. Jake licked his lips, lapping up the cum surrounding his mouth as well as scooping up the remainder on his face and spreading it over his own lips.
It took Heeseung a good two minutes to regain his compuse and come back to the real world. That orgasm changed him, especially the new image of Jake with cum all over his face, a new one to add to the collection of things to jerk off to.
But, what he was missing, was how his poor baby Jake was now busy palming himself slightly to find any sort of relief from his painful erection. Heeseung picked up the discarded vibrator, kneeling down next to Jake, who’s now sitting on his butt, bruised knees on display. Once he saw the vibrator, Jake’s eyes sparked both in fear and interest, finally getting a reward. He watched Heeseung as he turned it on to the first setting, the slowest one too, before putting onto his tip and working it up and down his entire length.
“Here, puppy. Hyung’s here to make you feel good.” Heeseung pulled up Jake’s tee, holding the bottom part of the fabric in front of him mouth “Bite this. Show your tits. Need to see every part of you baby. And you can also use it to keep quiet…” Heeseung added giggling, knowing it was impossible to have him stay quiet. Jake looked at him with fucked out eyes, nodding to whatever he was saying, too drunk in the thought of finally feeling relief from all the pressure built up which was coming to even think.
Heeseung turned the settings up higher and higher, to which Jake’s legs started closing in, his body trembling and more spit coated his shirt. All he could hear were mumbles from beyond the fabric along the lines of “Hyung”, “Heeseungie hyung”, “Wanna cum” and “Please” and the high pitched noise, which, had he not known Jake was making, would’ve thought they were made by a girl. He shut his eyes and his legs twitched, his head moved in all directions, as if to both agree and disagree with the immense amounts of pleasure felt. He didn’t know if this was a highway to heaven or a road straight to hell.
As the setting reached maximum, so did Jake’s limits. He started moving erratically, his mouth wide open, precum consistently leaking from his tip. “Is my baby puppy close?” is all Jake heard before his eyes rolled back and with the only bit of energy he had, nodded his head, awaiting the one phrase which would send him to another dimension. He was so close, he felt like a ticking time bomb, one which was dangerously close to exploding. He whined and begged endlessly, hoping for an affirmative response from Heeseung, but it seemed like he was doing this on purpose, Tessing him, edging him and bringing himself so close to the edge, soso close that he could just bust at any second. But he couldn’t, he can’t do that, he has to list-
“Cum for me puppy”
And he didn’t even hesitate one second. White ropes shot through his cock, reaching all the way up his exposed chest, moving up and down due to his heavy breathing and all over his thighs. The ringing in his ears persisted for a good minute, as his chest heaved up and down while his dick kept spilling and spilling, all over his thighs, his shirt, the vibrator and the kitchen floor. His eyes were still rolled back and his head pushed back, sweat dripping off of his entire body. His legs went limp and his mind blank.
Once the vibrator started becoming painful, he started groaning, to which Heeseung threw it aside and drew himself closer to Jake. He grabbed the youngest jaw softly, pulling him in for a sloppy kiss. They were making out after their round? This rarely, if ever, happened after one of their sex sessions or blowjobs. Heeseung always stated kissing to be limited as he saw it was a sign of affection rather than attraction and since it was their whole “No strings attached condition” it obviously implied that kissing and, moreover, making out was prohibited. However, it felt as if a New year’s party was taking place in his heart, fireworks booming his entire system, and he hoped Heeseung felt it. It was his first time making out with him outside of sex.
He can’t say he hated it though.
And before he knew it, he was all dressed up, in Heeseung’s bed, surrounded by the familiar scent of the man who just made him orgasm, engulfed by the warmth of his room. A comfortable silence fell amongst the two, as the only noises which could be heard were their breaths and Heeseung shuffling around his room, throwing his unattended clothes into the closet, without even bothering to fold them up. Jake was still trying to compose himself after the session they’d just had and tried to forget the words Heeseung had previously said; “No strings attached, right?” My ass. His strings were knotted and too many to count.
Sooner rather than later, Heeseung hopped into bed alongside Jake, scrolling through his phone as Jake cuddled into the blanket, eyes succumbing to the slumber awaiting him. Last things he remembers before he falls asleep is the now warm hands wrapping around his exposed waist, kisses peppered onto his shoulders and a mumble in the depth of his nape, a faint “I love you” Heeseung murmured to ease Jake’s heart. Maybe the strings got slightly untied, but at least his heart skipped a beat. And maybe, just maybe confessing himself too would mean a new relationships to bloom between them, despite them having already shared so many intimate moments.
But, alas, Jake fell asleep, stupid smile plastered on his face and Heeseungs grip still tight and comforting around his pelvis. Maybe he could get used to this.
Maybe.