Jonghyun leaned in again, seeming to read his mind (which was really fucking annoying), "Want to try?" Minho sucked in a breath. Those were the exact words that he wanted to hear, but he'd been half hoping that he wouldn't. Because now that the option was on the table, he knew for damned sure that he wasn't going to say no. "When?" he heard himself whispering. Jonghyun smirked, "Now." "Now?" Minho looked around, seeing thirty of their peers studiously working on homework. Or sleeping. But this clearly wasn't the time to receive any type of sexual favors. "In the bathroom, dumbass," Jonghyun told him, laughing infuriatingly. "The teacher isn't going to let us go at the same time, dumbass," Minho mocked, almost glad for the escape
( ... )
Then his boxers were pulled down as well and Jonghyun was staring at his cock with such a focused expression that Minho had to bite back a moan from the sight alone. But that was nothing compared to the feel (and sight) of Jonghyun parting his lips and taking Minho's length into his mouth slowly, sinking down until the tip bumped the back of Jonghyun's throat and Minho had to grasp tightly onto the other's hair to keep himself from falling to a heap on the floor or coming on the spot. "Fuck," Minho cursed, fingers flexing in the silky strands of the other's hair. Jonghyun moaned around his shaft, fingers digging into Minho's bare hips so tightly that the taller boy was sure that there would be marks left on his skin. But the vibrations around his cock had him shuddering and letting his head tilt back to hit against the metal stall door. It felt so much better than he'd ever imagined- better than his own hand by far and better than the one handjob he'd received from his sophomore year girlfriend- but it was the fact that it was
( ... )
If Jonghyun's satisfied groan was anything to go by, he was doing a good job so far. Encouraged, Minho hollowed his cheeks and sucked, working to create a vacuum that would have the other boy turning to putty. If Jonghyun was going to brag about his abilities to give good head (something that he could not dispute), he'd better not give him a reason to act superior- he had to be good too. "Oh fuck, Minho," Jonghyun groaned, fingers threading through his hair and tugging lightly on the strands
( ... )
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Minho sucked in a breath. Those were the exact words that he wanted to hear, but he'd been half hoping that he wouldn't. Because now that the option was on the table, he knew for damned sure that he wasn't going to say no.
"When?" he heard himself whispering.
Jonghyun smirked, "Now."
"Now?" Minho looked around, seeing thirty of their peers studiously working on homework. Or sleeping. But this clearly wasn't the time to receive any type of sexual favors.
"In the bathroom, dumbass," Jonghyun told him, laughing infuriatingly.
"The teacher isn't going to let us go at the same time, dumbass," Minho mocked, almost glad for the escape ( ... )
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"Fuck," Minho cursed, fingers flexing in the silky strands of the other's hair.
Jonghyun moaned around his shaft, fingers digging into Minho's bare hips so tightly that the taller boy was sure that there would be marks left on his skin. But the vibrations around his cock had him shuddering and letting his head tilt back to hit against the metal stall door. It felt so much better than he'd ever imagined- better than his own hand by far and better than the one handjob he'd received from his sophomore year girlfriend- but it was the fact that it was ( ... )
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"Oh fuck, Minho," Jonghyun groaned, fingers threading through his hair and tugging lightly on the strands ( ... )
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