By: @JeonPark_Danielle
When Jimin came down with the flu, he was more than distraught about it. He couldn't sing properly because this throat was in so much pain, he couldn't dance because his body ached, he couldn't do anything for the whole week to help the other members. Jimin knew that a week off work isn't an extremely long time, and he should be thankful that he wasn't not direly sick and stuck away from any big performances. The members reassured him that missing practice wasn't a big deal as their comeback had awhile to approach and he already learned a large amount of the new album's choreography. But Jimin wasn't any less upset, wishing that he could be beside his members while they practice, wanting to put in as much effort as everyone else.
Realistically, Jimin knew that he didn't need a whole week to recover from the flu. He had a strong immune system that battled sicknesses quicker than the average person, but when Seokjin insisted that the flu lasts anywhere from four to seven days, the staff and the members alike both settled on keeping Jimin at the dorms for a week. Originally he hated it, the feeling of everyone catering to his needs and constantly checking up on him. But as he was starting to get better, he was starting to appreciate their efforts and even enjoy the attention just a little bit. It was the fifth day of his week off when he felt like he wasn't too sick anymore. His nose was still running and his cough would come back every so often, but it was nothing compared to how he was earlier in the week. He desperately begged to go back to practice and at least watch the members so he wouldn't get too far behind. Obviously though, his advances were ignored and denied.
That's how he found himself laying on his mattress fisting his hard cock lazily. Jerking off wasn't an uncommon occurrence in the group. They were growing men that all had needs and even though they had a busy life, they eventually would need some time alone to relieve some sexual frustration. Generally they found this time in dark corners of their bedrooms late at night or under the warm water spraying from the shower head. But at rare times like these, when the members were all out of the house and Jimin found himself alone, he always took his time. Slowly stroking his dick, edging himself, letting out loose exhales and moans that he would usually stifle, he loved having time to tease himself.
Recently though, he was figuring out what he liked and what he didn't like in the bedroom. There wasn't much room for experimenting with anyone since he was in the spotlight at all times so he resulted to sleepless nights watching porn and trying to sort out what turned him on. He began fingering himself out of curiosity when he saw loads of videos of men hitting their prostates aggressively and based off their reactions, he knew the feeling had to be good. He didn't expect to like it so much that he would often cum from fingering himself and even go as far to order a sex toy.
The topic of sex was a little taboo, especially gay sex. Jimin didn't know much about his sexuality, but he did know that he liked the feeling of something up his ass. However, it wouldn't be a bright idea for him to go outside and buy a dildo as a male idol. He could only imagine the worldwide scandal that would get him into, which is why he decided to order it online under a fake name. When the package arrived under a random name with 'Park' in front of it, he spouted some lie about it being a family member to the managers and quickly took the deformed package to his room.
It had been months since he ordered it, but it still remained unused, pressed deep into his drawer, hiding in between pieces of clothing shamefully. They rarely had any time to jerk off, making it difficult for Jimin to find time to finger himself open enough to fuck a dildo. Since he was feeling better though, he couldn't help but feel like this was his only chance to finally put it to use.
A small part of him felt guilty for taking advantage of his time to rest to succumb to his sexual desires, but the moment he pushed his lubed index finger into the rim of his ass, he quickly forgot about any second thoughts he was having. He immediately let out a sigh, thrusting his finger into himself slowly before adding another finger. He scissored his fingers, spreading them open in an attempt to stretch himself more than usual. His hands weren't too big so when he fingered himself he didn't feel much pain, but he knew he would be pushing his limits with the dildo. He focused on trying to order one that looked realistic, but once he dug it out of his drawer and got a good look at it, he realized it may have been bigger than he had anticipated.
Jimin's mouth twitched as he gazed at the size, curling his fingers in an attempt to find his prostate before getting fed up and adding a third finger to help. He was whimpering sweetly now, thankful that no one else was home so he could moan as he pleased. He fingered himself until he was panting, feeling his abdomen tighten as he got closer to his release. He begrudgingly slid his fingers out of his ass in exchange for rubbing lube over the dildo generously.
The dildo itself was a simple light nude color and it was plastic with a suction cup at the end with the balls so it could stick to surfaces. Jimin had seen dildos used in many ways, but he had always wanted to try sticking one to a wall and riding it that way instead of just fucking it into himself. He found it extremely arousing because when he saw other bottoms fuck themselves like that, it almost looked like they weren't alone and that there was someone fucking them to help them release. That's all Jimin wanted really, was for someone else to make him come. He was tired of doing it himself and this was the best thing he could think of to give him the feeling that he craved.
He pushed himself off of his bed, making his way towards the wall to set up the dildo. He lined up the dildo perfectly with the height of his ass before pushing it against the wall with pressure, huffing when it wouldn't stick to the surface. He kept trying to make the suction work in an attempt to live out his fantasies, but the rough texture of the wall made it impossible. He was just about ready to give up and just ride it on the floor instead when his eyes landed on the door to his bedroom.
For some reason he couldn't explain, all of the members had normal bedroom doors except for his and Hoseok's shared room. The pair had a large glass door as the entrance to their bedroom, leaving little room for privacy when literally anyone walked passed their room as the door was completely see-through. They didn't mind though, the only people living there were the members themselves, and a crystal clear view of their room from outside didn't really bother anyone there.
In theory, Jimin's thoughts would've sounded like an ridiculous porn scene that was lacking in plot. He realized that the suction would stick to the glass better than it would the wall, and once he made his way over to test his theory, it was clear that the suction worked perfectly on the door. The idea of fucking yourself against a glass door in a shared dorm with your best friends is an awful idea to anyone with half of a brain. But Jimin could only think about the videos he had seen, the faces the men had made in the videos, the moans they let out as they fucked themselves against the wall. He glanced at the clock briefly, making sure that he would have enough time to himself. Once he saw that the members wouldn't be back for at least another two hours he didn't need any other incentive to go through with his plan of fucking himself against the glass door. None of the members would be home and he would have enough time to make himself come and fix everything up to look like he had just been in bed all day while they were out. The whole idea was foolproof and Jimin was more than eager to line himself up with the dildo that was now sticking out from the door.
As he sunk onto the large dildo he held his breath, releasing a shaky exhale once he felt his ass pressed against the plastic balls. He stayed still, moaning at the feeling of finally being full. He had yearned for this for so long and to finally experience it was something that made his hips buck, forcing the dildo to press against his prostate. Jimin choked on his saliva at the pressure, placing his hands behind him against the door for stability. He began to slowly work his hips against the dildo, tilting his head back when he clenched down on it experimentally.
Jimin wanted to make this last long, he really did, but he found the need to cum was approaching sooner than he anticipated. He was picking up the thrusts of his hips, letting out involuntary whimpers as he scrambled to hold onto the door knob. He teased himself, pushing it all the way inside of him, letting it press into him deeper than ever before bucking his hips in short movements, small calculated attacks to his prostate. He was moaning loudly now, the wet squelch of the dildo entering his hole continuously was getting faster and faster.
He was losing himself in the feeling, his stomach tightening and muscles tensing. "F-Fuck," he cursed under his breathe, a loud groan following. His cock twitched before he sank back on the dildo two more times. Jimin's vision became blurry as he felt his body become overwhelmed with pleasure, shooting white hot stripes of cum onto the floor. He rode out his orgasm, pushing himself against the plastic cock until his legs gave out and he was shaking from the overstimulation. He slowly pulled off the dildo, immediately sinking to his knees and placing his hands on the floor in front of him in an attempt to catch his breathe.
Jimin didn't have much time to ground himself though, jumping at the sound of a door closing. He moved quickly, wiping the mixture of cum and lube off the floor and using his discarded shirt to wrap the used dildo as best as he could to hide it. He was sweaty and out of breath as he pulled on random pajamas haphazardly, opening the door of his room to see who was home.
When he stumbled out of the bedroom though, there was no one to be seen. Confused, he walked around the dorm, checking the members rooms to see if any of them came home early. After he didn't find anyone, he peeked his head out of the front door to see if anyone was lurking through the hallway, but when he was greeted with silence and no one in sight, he retreated back to his room. Jimin figured it was probably just his imagination and he just thought he heard the sound of a door shutting. He let out a sigh of relief, cleaning up the sex toy appropriately before hopping into the shower, letting the hot water wash away any traces of what he had done while he was home alone.
Unbeknownst to Jimin, Jeongguk stood around the corner of the hallway outside of their dorms, back pressed against the wall as he willed his hard-on to go down. Jeongguk couldn't recall how long he had been standing there, but he knows that he was present long enough to watch as his hyung fucked himself back against a fucking sex toy. At first, when Jeongguk walked into the house, he tried to stay quiet, knowing that Jimin might have been sleeping his sickness off still. So when he silently stepped towards his room, he was surprised to hear the sound of high pitched moans coming from Jimin and Hoseok's bedroom. Jeongguk figured Jimin was just jerking off, getting ready to plug in his headphones and retreat to his room when he saw something moving in his peripherals.
Jeongguk gasped as he laid his eyes on the door that led to Jimin's room, the see-through glass not leaving any room for debate as he witnessed Jimin rocking back eagerly against a plastic dildo. He froze, watching his hyung more out of shock than anything. He found himself staring at how Jimin's ass would press against the glass slightly when he forced the dildo entirely inside of him, his eyes settling on the way his small hands were twitching against the glass behind him. Jeongguk's dick twitched in his sweatpants when he heard Jimin's whimpers begin to grow louder.
He was alarmed by his own arousal, looking down guiltily at the growing bulge in his sweats. Jeongguk didn't have much time to feel ashamed, looking back up at the door with urgency when Jimin let out a much louder set of moans, his hips working desperately. Jeongguk's breath hitched as he watched on intently, admiring Jimin's beautiful thrusts, listening to each and every groan and sigh that left his mouth. His own hips began to move slightly on their on accord, his hand slowly pressing against his cock, providing just a little bit of sweet relief. He was subconsciously timing his thrusts against his palm with Jimin's thrusts back against the dildo, hips bucking faster and faster as Jimin began to grow more eager. Jeongguk couldn't see when Jimin came, but he could tell based off of his loud cursing and moaning. He was moving against the dildo much slower now, seemingly drawing out his orgasm as long as he could.
Once Jeongguk saw him lift completely off the plastic dick and land on his knees, the realization of what he was doing had finally settled in. He took quick strides towards the front door, closing it louder than he should have in his haste. He didn't stop just outside though, walking till he was at the end of the hallway, turning the corner to calm himself. Jeongguk was breathing heavily, thinking about how wrong it was for him to watch his best friend get off without him knowing at all. A part of him was trying to convince himself that he didn't really watch on purpose, he just stumbled across Jimin fucking himself against a literal glass door. Anyone walking in the dorm could've witnessed what Jeongguk had. But the way he stood there until his hyung came, palming himself as he desperately held back his own noises of pleasure just reminded him that he did in fact watch on purpose.
Jeongguk tilted his head back, looking at the ceiling aimlessly. He knew he couldn't just walk in there with his dick hard and act like he normally would with Jimin. First of all, he needed to get off as soon as possible, and second of all, he needed to somehow erase his memory and pretend like he didn't see a damn thing. Jeongguk couldn't think straight, stumbling towards the elevator to go back down to the first floor. He originally planned on just staying in the lobby's bathroom until his boner went down, but if he ended up jerking off in one of the stalls and cumming with Jimin's name on his lips, no one had to know.
Back upstairs though, Jimin was finished with washing up, laying down peacefully on his bed when he heard the sounds of his best friends chatting up a storm outside of their dorm room. He walked out of the comfort of his bedroom to greet everyone, confused when he noticed that they were missing one person. "Where's Jeonggukie? Don't tell me you guys left him at the studio again," Jimin giggled as he recalled that time when they drove off without him on accident.
"Oh?" Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows, "He's not here?"
Jimin shook his head, "No...why would he be here. I thought he was at practice with everyone?"
Hoseok spoke softly, "Ah, he wasn't feeling good. We asked him to go back home and rest up."
"But that was like thirty minutes ago," Yoongi mumbled, "He should've been here by now."
Taehyung perked up, "Oh no! I'll call him and make sure he's okay!"
"I could've sworn I heard the door open earlier, but when I checked there was no one here. Not even in the hallway outside," Jimin frowned, wondering where the youngest had been.
"That's weird...maybe it's just the sickness getting to you," Seokjin joked, "I still have no clue where Jeongguk is-"
All six of them turned around at the sound of the front door opening, Jeongguk blushing when he looked up to see everyone looking at him. "Why are you guys staring at me?" he questioned.
"Where were you? We told you to go straight home after you left," Taehyung raised an eyebrow.
Suddenly Jeongguk's eyes diverted, "O-Oh I was using the bathroom downstairs. I didn't feel too good and I didn't think I would make it a-all the way up here."
Jimin gasped, "Do you think you caught the flu from me? We need to get you in bed immediately," he walked over to grab at Jeongguk's hand. Jeongguk couldn't help but stare down at the small hand that was wrapped around his own large one, remembering how those same small hands were scrambling against the glass door so eagerly, fingers twitching out of pleasure. He gulped at the memory and tugged at their hands shyly, "N-No! I think I just ate something bad, that's all. Sorry I worried everyone. I think I'm just gonna call it a night." "Are you sure you don't wanna eat something first?" Seokjin pouted, "Yoongi is ordering lamb skewers for us!"
As much as Jeongguk wanted lamb skewers, he knew he couldn't. He wasn't lying when he said he thought he ate something bad, his stomach turning sour at the thought of eating food. In addition to the ache in his belly, he also knew he couldn't be in the same room as Jimin for too long after his little incident. Even now, as he was staring at the floor, he could feel Jimin's eyes on him, making him feel just the slightest bit of arousal even after he had just came to the thought of him.
Jeongguk finally separated his and Jimin's hands, "I'm okay hyung, you guys can eat without me. I'm just gonna take a quick shower and then head off to bed," he smiled weakly at the group in front of him, the corner of his mouth twitching when his eyes landed on Jimin's messy wet hair, imagining that Jimin looked just like that right after he came against that glass door. He quickly walked to his room, fearing that he would get a boner again if he stared at Jimin for too long. Luckily no one disturbed him for the rest of the night and Jeongguk was able to push down his confusing thoughts long enough to get some sleep.
It had been at least a week since that day that Jimin fucked himself. He felt sexually sated, not feeling the need to masturbate since then. He quickly recovered from the flu and was back on his feet in no time, practicing alongside the other members as if he hadn't been gone for a week. All was well for the group, their album was coming together nicely, ad-libs and vocals being recorded to the best of their abilities, dance practices remaining lengthy, but productive. Everything was going well for all of them, well, except for Jeongguk.
The youngest wasn't called the 'Golden Maknae' for no reason, constantly raising the bar for everyone around him. He was a talented in many aspects, a great singer, a great dancer, even a great rapper, which made him vital to the team. So when he began to mess up the choreography more often than usual, along with his singing faltering and becoming off-pitch, the members were concerned about him to say the least. It wasn't just his performance as an idol that changed, but his personality was a lot more monotonous than it had ever been. He began spending most of his time alone rather than bugging his older members like usual and even when the boys did something as a group, he would still find an excuse to stay alone or leave earlier than everyone else.
It wasn't easy for any of them to understand what changed, but Jimin was especially disheartened by it. While Jeongguk would still joke around with the other members on occasion, he completely stopped messing around with Jimin. He would only speak to the older if it was extremely necessary or if they were in a group, and when he did talk to Jimin, he couldn't stare him in the eye for longer than a few seconds.
Jimin was left wondering if he did something wrong that made Jeongguk want to distance himself away from him. He struggled as he tried to think of anything that he said that might've upset him, not finding anything that was coming to mind. Eventually, he asked Namjoon for advice, always going to their leader when it came to any individual problems.
"I don't think Jeongguk would ignore you," Namjoon stated simply as he flipped a page of his book, "but if you really feel like he's been avoiding you lately, just ask him about it. It might be awkward, but there's really no other solution. And if your theory is right and he actually is ignoring you, then you two need to sort it out. We can't have something like that going on, especially since we're preparing for a comeback right now."
Jimin hummed, agreeing with Namjoon. He knew that it would be easier said than done to actually talk to the youngest one on one, but Namjoon was right. Jimin really did feel like something had changed between him and Jeongguk, and they really needed to figure out what was wrong as soon as they could. They couldn't have a successful comeback if they weren't all working together in harmony.
He didn't approach Jeongguk until a few days after that conversation though, struggling to find the courage to confront him with such a question. It wasn't until Jimin had went to play with Jeongguk's hair like he usually would that he reached his breaking point. Usually Jeongguk would become pliant under Jimin's hands, he always loved when he would run his fingers through his hair. But this time, Jeongguk became tense, swatting Jimin's hand away making Jimin frown slightly. "Hey...what's wrong?" Jimin asked softly.
"W-What? Nothing is wrong! What do you mean?" Jeongguk stuttered out.
Jimin sighed, "Guk, you've been weird with me all week. It feels like you're avoiding me," he stared down at his hands on his lap, "Seriously, what's up? If I did something wrong just tell me."
Jeongguk felt a pang of guilt go straight through his chest, eyes widening as he looked at the man sitting next to him, "No! You didn't do anything wrong hyung, w-why would you say that?"
"Then why are you acting like this with me?" Jimin turned to stare back at Jeongguk. The younger's eyes began flitting across the room nervously as he tried to stare at anything except for the other's eyes. "Hey," Jimin snapped his fingers in front of Jeongguk in an attempt to get his attention, "Just tell me the truth. And then I'll stop asking."
Jeongguk stayed silent though, staring into Jimin's eyes as long as he could before turning a bright red, his gaze averting to the door of the bedroom. They were currently sitting on Jimin's bed, originally Jeongguk came to ask if he was hungry, but when Jimin asked him to stay and watch a movie with him, he couldn't resist. He was focused on the glass door now, imagining how Jimin would look getting fucked against it by Jeongguk's hard cock instead of some stupid plastic dildo. Jimin took his silence as a way of ignoring Jimin, "Fine, I'll just leave you alone..."
Before Jimin could move to get off of his bed, long fingers reached out towards him and wrapped around his wrist, stopping him from leaving. "Hyung wait! I can explain," Jeongguk stared up at Jimin desperately, blush still present on his flushed face. Jimin looked at him expectantly, waiting for Jeongguk to start talking. "O-Okay so I don't really know h-how to tell you this but before I say anything I want to uh," Jeongguk took a deep breath before continuing, "apologize. You know, for making you feel like I was avoiding you. B-But I'm only acting weird because I d-did something bad and I didn't wanna tell you because it's really invasive and I didn't mean to do it and it's probably gonna make you like super uncomfortable so don't-"
"Jeongguk." Jimin cut off his rambling, "Just tell me. It can't be that bad."
Jeongguk couldn't stare at Jimin any longer, his eyes landing back on the door again, "I kind of..." he trailed off nervously. Jimin nodded encouragingly as he continued, "W-Well I may or may not have seen you? Like when you were masturbating against the-"
Jimin gasped as he realized why Jeongguk kept staring at the glass door, "No..." he whispered.
"B-But it's okay! I just didn't want to embarrass you hyung!" Jeongguk quickly tried to cover up the whole situation.
Jimin's hands came up to cover his face, "Oh my- this is so fucking embarrassing. I'm so sorry, God, you probably think I'm a freak or something. Now I get why you've been so uncomfortable-"
"No hyung! I'm not uncomfortable, I was just...."
"You were just?"
"I was just..."
Jeongguk took a long pause as his brain scrambled for something to say. He needed to make up a lie, spout out bullshit, mention anything but the truth. "It turned me on. I-I can't stop thinking about it."
'Fuck fuck fuck why did I fucking say that,' Jeongguk's mind raced the second the words tumbled out of his mouth. He was frozen, too mortified to even catch Jimin's reaction to what he said. He wanted to run away, climb under his blankets and hide from everyone for an eternity.
"O-Oh..." Jimin spoke softly, clearly taken aback as he was blushing furiously now too, "Um, sorry if this is a weird question, but h-how much did you see?"
"Well I don't really know, I guess. L-Long enough to get a boner," Jeongguk tried to joke, mentally slapping himself, "I- I mean I was really shocked! You know? You were just against the door and I was walking by and...yeah..."
Jimin's eyes widened, "Yeah..." he trailed off trying to think of something to say to make things less awkward, "It's because it wouldn't stick to the w-wall and I just stuck it to the glass and-"
"It's okay! It's my fault for watching, I should have left immediately."
"Why did you stay?"
"W-What?"
"I asked why you stayed and watched?" Jimin whispered, "What were you thinking about?"
"I..." Jeongguk licked at his lips, "I don't know hyung..."
"Look at me," Jimin commanded, Jeongguk's eyes quickly snapping up to meet his at the demand. Jimin bit his lip before speaking, watching Jeongguk's eyes flicker between staring at his eyes and staring at his lips, "I asked you a question Jeonggukie. Answer me."
"Hyung..." Jeongguk turned his head to look at the wall, but a tiny hand grabbed his chin, forcing him to stare back at Jimin. "I can't s-say why."
Jimin hummed, "Why can't you tell me? You trust hyung, don't you?"
Jeongguk nodded, face remaining just as red as before, "Of course I trust you, it's just a b-bit embarrassing."
"Jeonggukie, come on. Tell me why you stayed to watch." Jimin teased, moving the hand that was holding his chin up to his hair, running his fingers through the chocolate brown locks. Jeongguk sighed, "I don't think t-that's necessary," his breath hitched as he felt the older tighten his grip and tug at his hair, "Jiminie-hyung..."
"I'm waiting Guk," Jimin smiled wickedly. Neither of them knew when they started moving closer, but their distance wasn't very far all of a sudden, to the point where Jimin could feel Jeongguk's unlabored breaths against his lips.
Jeongguk was staring at Jimin's plump lips openly now, "I...I was thinking about you. I stayed to watch you because I wanted to imagine it was me. That I was the one fucking you."
There was a moment of silence, both of them holding their breath in anticipation. Jeongguk wasn't the confident type, his sentence shocking himself more than it shocked Jimin. Suddenly everything was moving too fast, Jimin pulling Jeongguk into a passionate kiss and Jeongguk eagerly returning it. Jeongguk's mind was reeling as Jimin pulled back, immediately chasing his lips with urgency.
"This is a bad idea." Jimin mumbled against his lips.
"Don't care."
With that note, they went back to making out, losing themselves in the feeling. They knew they should've stopped and thought about the consequences of their actions, but they were so wound up from all of these years of not being able to touch anyone, having nothing but their own hand to help satisfy them.
Jimin pushed Jeongguk onto his back, guiding the kiss as he straddled his lap with intention. Jeongguk groaned when he felt Jimin's ass slide over his hardening cock, fighting the urge to buck up into the weight.
Jimin moved down to nibble at Jeongguk's neck, sucking when he heard shaky whimpers leave the younger's mouth. "Can I take this off of you?" Jimin asked sweetly, tugging at Jeongguk's loose white shirt.
Jeongguk nodded eagerly, quickly discarding his and Jimin's shirts before going back to kissing with utmost urgency. The sounds of their heavy breathing and lips smacking together was beginning to fill the room, Jimin's hands moving to rub at Jeongguk's nipples.
Jeongguk whined when he felt Jimin take one of his nipples into his mouth, suckling at it fervently. His eyes dragged down to the sight before him before settling on what had gotten them there in the first place, the glass door to the bedroom.
"Hyung...the door- ah, a-anyone could see us," Jeongguk moaned out desperately.
Jimin ignored him though, moving down to lap at his abs with his tongue, humming at the taste of Jeongguk on his lips. His hands ran along the expanse of his chest, eventually settling at his hips where they fiddled with the waistband of his sweatpants.
"What do you want to do, Guk? Tell me." Jimin smiled up at him warmly, tongue coming out to lick at his v-line gently.
Jeongguk bucked his hips, "I-I don't know. I've never done this before. B-But I want you..."
Jimin hummed, palming at the bulge in Jeongguk's sweats, "We don't have to go that far, I've never done this before either. If you don't like something or you feel like you're not ready just tell me and I'll stop. Okay?"
"Okay," Jeongguk blushed, "I-I trust you, hyung. I know you'll make me feel good."
Jimin's devilish smile was back on his face as he tugged Jeongguk's sweats down, letting the material pool at his ankles as he laid on top of his legs. He slowly licked at the tip of his cock, moaning at the bitter taste.
Jimin never thought he would be here, about to shove his best friend's dick down his throat, but here they were. A part of him was shocked with himself, having never felt anything particularly romantic or intimate for Jeongguk before this moment, and he was surprised that he let himself lose control with the younger so quickly.
It didn't take long for Jeongguk to feel close, warning Jimin that he didn't want to cum yet when the older sunk down all the way for the first time, lips wrapped snuggly around the base. Jimin pulled off reluctantly, his hand rubbing at his own cock vigorously before Jeongguk pulled him against his chest for a passionate kiss, groaning when he tasted himself on his tongue.
Jimin sat up, lips shiny with saliva as he stared down at Jeongguk's doe eyes. "Gukie, do you want to finger me open? I can show you what I do when I'm home alone..." he trailed off, suddenly embarrassed by the clear implication of his words.
Jeongguk's eyes widened, "Y-Yes, I want it so bad. I don't wanna hurt you though," he stared back up at Jimin.
"You won't hurt me," Jimin giggled, "I'll make sure you won't."
Jeongguk breathed out, starting to feel himself get hornier at the thought of fingering Jimin open, imagining how his face would look as Jeongguk stretched him until he couldn't think. He couldn't control his body, hips grinding up into Jimin's, whining when Jimin began to rock with him, setting a rhythm.
Jimin continued to rut his hips deliciously, hand reaching into his bedside drawer to grab at his bottle of lube, half empty with how much he used it. He squirted the lube onto Jeongguk's fingers, telling him to warm it up before coating the length of his fingers liberally. He took off his own shorts and underwear, perching himself on top of Jeongguk's lap again as he finally took off Jeongguk's sweats that were still bunched up at his ankles.
He grabbed Jeongguk's lubed fingers and trailed the index around his rim, guiding him to tease him the way he liked it. "Go ahead, fuck your finger into me. I'll tell you when to add another, just start stretching me out. I know you'll make hyung feel good," Jimin breathed out
Jeongguk nodded submissively, staring up at Jimin intently while he gently pushed his finger into his hole, meeting little resistance. He worried about the intrusive digit hurting him, but when he noticed that Jimin began to whine adorably, he started to move with more confidence, earning him endless whimpers.
"Feel good?" Jeongguk questioned. He was genuinely curious if Jimin actually felt anything good or if he was just putting on a show. Jeongguk had never seen anything related to gay sex, but he knew that apparently some guys liked the feeling of something inside of them. He assumed Jimin was one of those guys.
Jimin mewled sweetly, "Mhm, your fingers are so f-fucking long. Feels so good, God, Jeongguk...add another one. Please?"
Jeongguk complied, wanting to do his best to please his hyung. He couldn't help but smile when Jimin began to moan louder at the feeling, shushing him calmingly. He wanted to hear more of his noises, but he knew they had to stay quiet if they didn't want to get caught. Hell, their chances of getting caught were already high considering the fact that anyone in the hallway could look in and see what they were doing.
"G-Guk, spread out your fingers inside of me. Scissor them and open me up. If you do a good job I'll let you watch m-me ride my dildo for you," Jimin whined as he moved his hips against the hand pressing inside of him.
Jeongguk took instructions well, doing as he was told and soon enough, Jimin was leaking onto his chest, a pool of cum gathering on his abs. It didn't take long for Jimin to ask for a third finger, Jeongguk twisting his hand inside of him, testing what movements got a reaction out of him.
Suddenly, Jimin's back arched immensely, letting out a high pitched moan that made Jeongguk jump to cover his lips with his hand. Jeongguk remained still while Jimin continued to rock himself back and forth, hips canting with disorganized thrusts. "H-Ha Jeongguk, right there. Feels so fucking good baby, your fingers are so d-damn long," his whines were muffled by Jeongguk's hand still pressing against his lips in an attempt to silence him.
Jeongguk began to thrust into him at the same angle, suddenly becoming aware of the sponge-like texture that he was pressing against. He watched in awe as Jimin grabbed the hand that was covering his mouth, suckling around his fingers and moaning seductively.
The younger's cock twitched at the sight, pressing into Jimin faster and faster now that he could see what impact he was having on his best friend's resolve. "S-Stop," Jimin panted around his hand, "I'm close."
He listened to him and stopped, a little confused as to why Jimin didn't want to cum just yet. He didn't have much time to be confused though, Jimin quickly getting up and stalking over to one of his drawers, coming back to the bed with a large dildo in hand.
Jeongguk gasped at the size, now that he was able to see it up close, he was shocked that something so big could fit into someone so small. He sat up against the headboard as Jimin positioned himself in front of Jeongguk, leaning back so he could rub the head of the dildo against his stretched rim.
He teased Jeongguk, pouring an excessive amount of lube onto the dildo, rubbing his hand along it to coat it thoroughly which served to turn Jeongguk on more than he thought it would. This night was so much for the both of them, and neither of them would be able to last very long.
Jimin slowly pushed the dildo inside of him, letting himself sink down onto it as he let out a satisfied groan. "H-Hyung," Jeongguk whined, wrapping his large hand around his own length as he watched Jimin's hole enclose around the girth.
"Y-Yes baby?" Jimin moaned, beginning to bounce himself up and down against the dildo, mewling when the length pressed into his prostate.
"Can I? Can I do it for you?" Jeongguk licked at his bottom lip, staring at Jimin with a dark gleam in his eye.
Jimin only responded with a heady groan, his tiny hand reaching for Jeongguk's to press it against the base of the dildo. Jeongguk wrapped his hand around the plastic balls, thrusting it into Jimin shallowly as he watched his reactions to the feeling. Jimin was biting at his lips in a clear attempt to stay quiet, his noises still slipping out for Jeongguk to hear. He pressed his lips against Jimin's, biting at his bottom lip for him, licking into his mouth hotly when he started to squirm.
"F-Fuck!" Jimin moaned when Jeongguk shoved the dildo against his prostate aggressively, "C'mere Gukie, let me touch you."
Jeongguk moved closer to Jimin, hands still moving the dildo eagerly inside of him as he mouthed at his neck. Jimin wrapped his hand around Jeongguk's throbbing cock, the younger biting at his jaw when he could feel how small his hands were. He began canting his hips into Jimin's closed fist, moving the dildo inside of him with renewed vigor, both of them groaning in unison at the obnoxious squelch.
Jeongguk had been riled up from everything that had happened, he had been on edge all week really and it didn't take him long to feel himself reach his impending orgasm once again. Jimin came first, whimpering loudly against Jeongguk's lips as the younger fucked the dildo back into him with a pace that made the entire bed rock with the force of his body moving. Jeongguk followed shortly, the sight of Jimin thrashing through his orgasm was egging him on enough to cum all over both of their chests, Jimin's hand stroking him through the aftershocks of pleasure.
They were breathing against each others open mouths loudly, occasionally letting their tongues intertwine when they had enough consciousness to. Jimin pushed himself up off the dildo, Jeongguk helping him as he gently dragged it out of his clenched hole.
Jimin immediately collapsed on top of Jeongguk after that, ignoring the feeling of their drying cum as he laid against his chest. "Hyung, let's get cleaned up before you fall asleep. You're gonna wake up feeling disgusting if you don't," Jeongguk rubbed at his back soothingly, feeling sated for the first time in a while.
Jimin mumbled, "In a bit, let's stay like this for a few minutes. 'M tired."
Jeongguk giggled breathily, letting himself relax as Jimin's arms wrapped around his body comfortingly. Eventually they did get up and shower, much to Jimin's displeasure since all he wanted to do was fall asleep. While they were sharing sweet kisses and loving caresses under the warm water, the other members were sitting in their own rooms, staring down at their half-hard cocks with frowns on their faces.
Hoseok was sitting on Taehyung's bed next to him, staring disappointedly at the younger before asking, "Think we can share a room for tonight? I don't think I want to try and sleep in that room after hearing all of that," he shivered dramatically.
Taehyung thankfully agreed, and when Jimin got the text that he would have the room to himself for the night, he let himself and Jeongguk get to know each other's bodies better as they kissed until they ached.