Open Up (Jaeyong) [Complete]

thirteen [M]

It was frightening saying all of this out loud. Even though he knew Jaehyun was his friend and would never reject him or hurt him, he was still afraid it would happen.

"Yes," Taeyong whispered. "I understand and I still... want you."

Jaehyun smiled.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to hear you say that."

He gently tilted Taeyong's face up to look at him. When Taeyong got that look on his face again that screamed for Jaehyun to take him, Jaehyun groaned low in his throat and kissed him.

It wasn't going to be the most restful of days, but it certainly was going to be the most satisfying.

As their lips met, Taeyong melted into him, giving himself completely.

His hand rested lightly on Jaehyun's bare chest feeling his heartbeat under his hand. It was nearly as erratic as his own and that comforted him in ways he couldn't even explain.

The feel of Jaehyun's skin under his palm excited him. Growing brave, he let his fingers slide down.

Jaehyun moaned into his mouth.

It was empowering knowing that his touch could elicit a response from Jaehyun.

Moving slowly, he rose up and sat on Jaehyun's lap, both hands now on his chest. Jaehyun's hands reached up and caressed his neck and face as their lips plundered each other.

Taeyong let one hand trail its way down Jaehyun's chest onto his stomach.

The muscles under his exploratory touch making excitement jump in his stomach. He could feel the length of Jaehyun's arousal under him.

Jaehyun jumped under him, another groan rising in his throat.

Jaehyun broke away from their kiss.

"Touch me, Taeyong."

Taeyong looked down at Jaehyun's jeans and could clearly see the bulge.

He'd never pictured himself touching another guy.

But, then again, he never would have imagined allowing his best friend to seduce him on his birthday, either.

With a hand that shook only slightly, Taeyong traced the outline of the bulge, Jaehyun sucking in his breath. When Taeyong let his finger slide inside, Jaehyun let the same breath out.

Taeyong pulled his hand back afraid he'd hurt him or done something wrong.

Jaehyun made a grab for his hand, a smile on his lips.

"No, baby, its okay. It felt good. Damn good."

Taeyong gave a small smile.

"As much fun as I can see that you are having, I'm not sure I can take a whole lot more of this. You're torturing me."

Taeyong laughed and coyly put both hands on top of Jaehyun.

"That means I shouldn't stop, right? How am I ever supposed to learn how to do this if you stop me at crucial moments?" His hands griped Jaehyun through his jeans, making Jaehyun go taunt.

Jaehyun grabbed Taeyong's wrists in one hand and flipped them so Taeyong was under him, his hands above his head. Taeyong looked startled, but his body told a different story.

"My turn."

Letting his body pin Taeyong to the mattress and keeping one hand secure around Taeyong's wrists, Jaehyun's left hand eased its way down Taeyong's neck, slowly unbuttoning the shirt Taeyong was in.

With each new section of skin, Jaehyun would lean in and love this new area with a lick and kiss.

It didn't take long for him to have Taeyong breathing erratically under him. Still, he didn't relent.

Pushing the now open shirt wide, he let his mouth cherish each nipple while his hand made it's way to Taeyong's jeans, unbuttoned them and lowered the zipper.

Taeyong let out a cry as Jaehyun's hand found him.

"Hmmm, seems like you like this." Jaehyun said with a husky laugh.

"You bastard," Taeyong responded without any heat.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Releasing Taeyong's hands. Jaehyun rose up and stripped Taeyong of his jeans, making short time of his own as well.

Coming down on top of him again, Jaehyun nestled himself in between Taeyong's legs, the head of his arousal right at Taeyong's entrance.

He reached into his nightstand and found lube. He poured some onto Taeyong's manhood.

Taeyong moaned out loud, a sound of pure ecstasy.

Jaehyun laughed as he rubbed the lubricant in, using some on himself as well.
"Like the self warming, do you?"

Taeyong began to buck his hips in time to Jaehyun's hand. Jaehyun paused and leaned in close to Taeyong, whispering in his ear.

"Tell me what you want, Taeyong."

"I..."

"Tell me what you want."

"I want you."

"How do you want me?"

Taeyong groaned.

"Come on, tell me."

"You're cruel."

"And you love it. Now tell me how you want me."

"I want you inside of me. Please, Jaehyun!"

That was all he needed. With a surge of his hips, he buried himself into Taeyong with a moan.

Taeyong cried out and rose off his back, pressing himself farther onto Jaehyun.

"I'll never let you go, Taeyong," Jaehyun panted. "Never. You are mine."

Together, they began to move.

Taeyong looked into Jaehyun's eyes, afraid he'd lose this moment of unity if he looked away. Their bodies became slick, still Taeyong held to Jaehyun.

"Come with me, Taeyong. Come with me."

As one, they cried out their release and fell back onto the bed.

Jaehyun smoothed Taeyong's hair away from his face and kissed him on the lips.

Taeyong smiled at him.

"I don't know how good of a boyfriend I'll be, but I'll try, I promise, Jaehyun."

"You're already everything I need, Taeyong."

Jaehyun leaned back onto a pillow, rolling Taeyong with him so he was laying on top.

"How did you know?"

"How did I know what?"

Taeyong let his finger roam Jaehyun's collar bone.

"How did you know I was, um, gay? I didn't even know, so how did you?"

"Call it gaydar, call it what ever you want. All I know is that when I looked at you, I wanted you and that was enough for me."

"Hmm."

Taeyong raise his head and looked toward the bedroom door into the hallway.

"What?"

Taeyong looked back at Jaehyun.

"I thought I heard the front door."

Jaehyun reached for the remote and quickly turned off the TV. With in moments, they both heard the steady pounding on the front door.

"Shit."

Taeyong rolling off the bed. Grabbing for his pants, he headed for the door.