That New Car Smell
Title: That New Car Smell
Pairing: Minho/Jonghyun
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut, car sex.
Summary: Jonghyun can't stop thinking about Minho, and Minho still wants to show off his new car. Obviously this leads to them going on a ride they'll both enjoy.
Word Count: 3,876
Notes: Due to popular demand, I have written a sequel to Celebrating Victory. It's not absolutely necessary that you read it first, but I would recommend it so some things will make more sense, and it will just flow better. I really enjoyed writing this, so I hope you all enjoy reading it!
Spot(s) For: pandragonriyong.
Jonghyun couldn't stop thinking about what happened no matter how hard he tried, which actually wasn't very hard at all. The morning after Minho had come home to celebrate winning Dream Team with him, the feelings and images left over from the night clung to him, staining his mind permanently. He felt himself getting hard as he thought about it in the shower, as he ran his hands over his still somewhat sore body. The way he'd felt, the things Minho had said, the way he'd acted slipped through Jonghyun's mind, replaying over and over as he wrapped a hand around his aching member, pulling an orgasm from himself before actually cleaning.
The other three still weren't going to be back that day, but Jonghyun didn't really get the chance to confront Minho about the fact that he'd come home and fucked him over the table without even the slightest warning. Jonghyun had never even known something like that was possible, not with Minho. Regardless though. Jonghyun wasn't even sure what he would say to the other man. He didn't really feel like he wanted or needed to have a deep conversation about their sexualities or what it meant for the band or how they would have to keep anything bad from happening because of it. That stuff was easily ignorable, and Jonghyun thought for the most part it was probably understood. The only thing he felt really concerned with was whether or not it was going to happen again. And hell, but he wanted it to.
Later that afternoon when everything started to settle down again, Jonghyun found himself sitting on the couch, a bag of chips in hand, his mind still stuck on the same topic. When Minho walked into the room Jonghyun lost whatever interest was left over in him for the television.
"What are you watching?" Minho asked skeptically, making Jonghyun look at the television a little more closely. He wasn't really sure how, but it had ended up on some dumb movie he wouldn't have normally even thought about watching.
Shrugging and holding back a grimace, Jonghyun reached down for the remote to turn it off. "Nothing really."
He stared at the blank television screen though, almost afraid to look back at Minho, afraid of what he might or might not see there. His insides were all knotted up in a way that made him want to scramble out of the room as fast as his legs would carry him. That, or jump Minho where he was standing. Instead of doing either of those things, he simply stuffed some chips into his mouth, hoping eating would make him look less awkward.
"I bet I know something that would be a lot more interesting than that," Minho said and Jonghyun looked up to see him stepping closer to the couch. Jonghyun's inside knotted even more tightly as his mind filled in the possibilities of what the younger man might be suggesting.
"What?" he asked, trying to just sound curious and normal, and not like the mess he'd been reduced since the previous night.
"Let's go for a ride," he responded, now standing right in front of Jonghyun, his body looking like the evil temptation it was. Jonghyun forced his eyes to raise up to the rapper's face, but that didn't really help quiet his racing body. Minho's words didn't help at all either. "I want to show you my new car, hyung."
Oh. Well, that made sense too.
A slightly doubtful look crossed Jonghyun's face as he wondered if getting in the car with Minho was really a good idea. He didn't know how far Minho would want to go, but he did know that every second he was in the car, every moment he was that close to Minho without being able to touch him again, would be torture.
A big smile crossed Minho's face and Jonghyun wondered if he could guess the effect he'd had on him, or if he felt the same way. "Come on," Minho said decidedly, reaching out to grab Jonghyun's arm, pulling him up off the couch. He didn't waste any time before heading for the door. Eyes wide, Jonghyun dropped his bag of chip, looking back to see them tipped over on the floor. He shrugged and turned to follow Minho with a small smile tugging at his lips. Oh well.
Minho didn't let go until they were outside, something that Jonghyun liked because it was the first time they'd had physical contact since Minho finished ramming into his ass the night before, and it made his body ignite with a fire like heat that burned through him making his body feel ready and needy for more. Jonghyun had never considered himself gay, and definitely not the kind of guy who would take it from another guy. He didn't want to be anyone's woman. But while that still nagged at the back of his mind, it was impossible to deny that his body yearned for that feeling, almost to the point where he felt like he needed to be fucked again. He needed something pounding into his ass, making his body explode with pleasure, just for that moment. His body ached for just a little more of that moment.
The car was nice and Jonghyun felt his lips pull up into a smile as Minho waggled his keys in the air before opening the door. "Get in," he said, his eyebrows raising slightly, his voice low in a way that excited Jonghyun, who simply smiled in return and quickly opened the door to slide into the passenger side.
"Smells new," he commented idly, running his hands against the door frame and the seat before reaching for his seat belt. Minho looked over and smirked at him before sticking the keys in the ignition.
"Just wait until you see how she runs."
Smirking, Jonghyun nodded. He couldn't wait, actually feeling a little excited about the car, but he also couldn't keep his mind completely from other possibilities.
It was several minutes later, driving down a particularly busy street, when Minho finally spoke again. "Why don't we do something about that new car smell while we're out?"
Looking over at him in surprise, Jonghyun quickly reasoned that there were many ways to change the smell of the car without anything sexual being involved. But he couldn't help it when his mind tried to focus on that instead, especially when he was pretty sure that was what Minho was suggesting. Instead of responding verbally, Jonghyun leaned forward to turn the radio up, smirking and looking out the window. There wasn't anything wrong with teasing his dong saeng a little. Of course Jonghyun was pretty sure Minho knew he wanted it, even if he didn't know how much.
The amount of time it took them to get somewhere less populated with traffic felt endless, but eventually they were driving down a road and no one else was close enough to see in. By then it was fairly obvious to Jonghyun that they were driving out of the city specifically so they could be alone. He couldn't help but smile at how obvious Minho was, but it wasn't anything that bothered him. It was exciting, thinking about Minho wanting him again, to think about what they might do. Even though Jonghyun knew it wasn't smart, or completely safe, he knew that if they were careful they could easily get away with it. It wasn't like anyone knew Minho's serial number, and it was actually pretty easy to tell when they were being followed, which they weren't right now, so Jonghyun didn't feel like anything was holding him back.
Reaching over, Jonghyun ran his hand against the top of Minho's thigh, smirking as he let his fingers dip between his legs, the pressure only enough to tease. Minho looked over at him for a moment before smiling and looking back at the road. Jonghyun watched as he licked his lips, the movement of his tongue making his blood rush a little. Pressing his hand harder against Minho's crotch, Jonghyun smirked when he got a low moan out of the younger man. "Jonghyun," Minho almost growled, making tingles crawl up Jonghyun's spine.
"Yeah, Minho?" Jonghyun questioned, his throat tight with arousal, making him already sound a little breathless. He felt his stomach knot in pleasure as he felt Minho's cock getting harder under his hand as he rubbed it through his pants. "Minho," Jonghyun repeated the other man's name in a moan that let Minho know just how turned on he was, how much he wanted him.
"Fuck, Jonghyun. We're almost there," he said tightly, and Jonghyun wasn't sure if he was telling him or reassuring himself. Either way it made him excited. Minho had somewhere in mind, somewhere private. Jonghyun knew what was coming, and he felt his dick aching at the thought of getting what he'd wanted all day long. Minho's hips pressing up against Jonghyun's hand brought him back to what he was doing and out of what he would be doing soon. Smirking, Jonghyun moved his fingers to undo the button on Minho's pants. Without really leaning over in his seat at all, Jonghyun slid the zipper down, amused that to anyone that drove by it wouldn't really look like anything was going on unless they got really close and peered down. Of course, no one was driving by. It made Jonghyun wonder exactly where they were and where they were going. He didn't really know the area well, but he hadn't been paying that much attention to where Minho was taking him. He knew he'd like wherever it was when they got there.
Suddenly the car turned down a smaller road. It was dirt, and there were tons of trees surrounding it. Jonghyun looked out the window for a moment, briefly distracted from what he had been doing, until he felt Minho's hand wrap around his. He looked back to see Minho guiding his hand into the band of his underwear. Jonghyun felt his blood rush and he didn't resist, instead pushing his hand down further as Minho let go to continue steering with both hands. Jonghyun felt his stomach tighten when his fingers brushed against Minho's cock, which made the younger man moan deeply. Licking his lips, Jonghyun used his free hand to undo his seat belt, concern for their surroundings vanishing because he actually felt pretty secure already.
Scooting closer to Minho, Jonghyun pushed his hand into Minho's underwear further, wrapping it around his dick as well as he could in the tight pants. He started to stroke it as he leaned closer and pressed his lips against Minho's neck. "Minho," he breathed out deeply, "You drive too slow. Why aren't we there yet?" he teased, barely able to keep himself from smiling as he trailed his lips up the rapper's neck to his ear. He wrapped his lips around the lobe, flicking his tongue against it before pressing his teeth on it and sliding them down.
A frustrated moan worked out of Minho's mouth and he moved one of his hands back to wrap around Jonghyun's waist, pulling him closer. Jonghyun liked the way it felt and pressed closer to him, as close as he could get without getting in the way of the younger man's driving too much. He ran his hand against his cock more demandingly and moaned into the crook of his neck.
Suddenly the car stopped and Jonghyun looked up to see that they were in some sort of clearing, trees on one side, and a drop off on the other. Not like in a mountain, but it was steep and deep enough that Jonghyun was pretty sure someone would need equipment to go down or up it. Well, from what he could tell without getting out and looking closer.
"Jonghyun," Minho growled, pulling him back to the present. His other hand was now pressing against Jonghyun's side, pulling him closer. Smirking, Jonghyun turned and lifted himself so he could straddle Minho's lap. His leg pressed oddly between Minho and the door, but he wasn't too concerned with being uncomfortable for the moment as he used the new position to roll his hips against Minho. He moaned deeply as Minho pressed up against him in response.
Tilting his head, Jonghyun latched his lips onto the unmolested side of Minho's neck. Minho made a moaning noise that had Jonghyun's blood rushing. He gasped when he felt Minho's hand pressing against his crotch, rubbing his dick through his pants. "You're so much more eager than you were yesterday," Minho said breathily as he kissed Jonghyun's jaw.
"Fuck you," the singer muttered in response, crashing his hips down against Minho a little harder to emphasize his words. Minho simply moaned and moved his hands to grip Jonghyun's hips, pulling him down against him harder. Jonghyun took a shuddering breath before tilting his head to press his lips against Minho's. He moaned as Minho's tongue immediately pushed into his mouth. Sucking on the muscle, Jonghyun moved his hips against Minho, not ashamed to dry hump him because of how turned on he was, regardless of how little it did for him because their position was so limited.
Minho moaned as Jonghyun sucked his tongue harder, moving his hands further around Jonghyun to squeeze his ass, pulling him against him harder as he pushed up against him. "Fuck, Minho," Jonghyun whined as he pulled out of the kiss, his voice needy, "I want more."
His body felt like it was about to go crazy, and he bucked his hips hard against Minho, accidentally hitting the horn on the wheel when he did so. Minho's chuckle made Jonghyun grunt in annoyance, and he reached down in retaliation, grabbing the release and pushing the seat down as far as it would go. Jonghyun smirked down at Minho laying in front of him. "I like this position," he said cockily, leaning over to brush his lips against Minho's as he gave his cock an extra hard tug.
Moaning, Minho pushed up against the touch and squeezed Jonghyun's ass again, except this time a lot harder. Whimpering against Minho's lips, Jonghyun felt the need in him for Minho's cock grow much stronger.
Suddenly, Minho's hold on him tightening and Jonghyun felt himself being lifted and turned over. His back hit the rear seat, and he grunted at the way his ass hit the arm rest. "Fuck Minho," he complained before pulling himself back onto the seat. Minho smirked down at him and moved so that he was between Jonghyun's legs. He reached down to unbutton Jonghyun's pants and quickly started to pull them off. Jonghyun lifted his hips easily, ready for them to be out of the way as well. Once that was taken care of Minho used his hands to push Jonghyun's legs further apart. Jonghyun complied with a little prodding, pulling one leg to the side to rest on the lowered seat and propped the other one up against the back of the passenger side seat. The position left him wide open for Minho, who stared down at him hungrily.
Running his tongue along his lips, Jonghyun watched as Minho practically drank in the sight of his hard cock lying against his stomach, his balls heavy with arousal, his ass just ready to be pushed into. Moaning in frustration, Jonghyun jerked his hips to try and get Minho to move faster. He didn't mind being appreciated physically, but he wanted Minho inside of him much more. Minho seemed to get the message because he smiled and reached down to push his own pants down and off of his hips. Leaning over Jonghyun, Minho kissed him firmly before pulling back. He spit on his fingers and then moved them down to rub against Jonghyun's entrance.
When Minho slipped the first finger in, Jonghyun felt himself easily remembering the feeling. He moaned and pressed his hips down against it. The finger felt a lot less intrusive, and Jonghyun wasn't sure if it was because he'd been fucked the night before or if it was because he was more used to it now. Despite that, he could still easily feel the soreness left over, both in his ass and in the muscles in his legs as they tensed against the seats.
"Minho, don't go so fucking slow," Jonghyun whined, earning him the quick insertion of a second finger. Gasping, Jonghyun clenched his eyes shut and let his head fall back against the seat. He breathed in heavily as Minho started fucking him with his fingers, spreading them and stretching Jonghyun open for him. "Minho," Jonghyun moaned the younger man's named as he started moving his hips against his fingers, feeling eager for more. Minho looked up at him, his eyes clouded with lust. His pupils dilated as he pushed his fingers in harder, and Jonghyun felt pleasure race through his body in response. When Minho hit his prostate, Jonghyun gasped, his back arching and a string of curses falling out of his mouth. He clenched his eyes and bit his lower lip.
Suddenly, Minho's fingers were gone and Jonghyun felt the other man moving further on top of him. The heat in Jonghyun's stomach dropped to his dick, and he felt it twitch as Minho's hand wrapped around it. "Minho," he breathed shakily, afraid he might cum before Minho really got to fuck him, but Minho didn't waste too much time before letting go to help guide the tip of his cock to Jonghyun's ass, the other hand holding tightly onto his hip.
A reflexive thrust of his hips made Minho's cock slide against his hole and Jonghyun bit his lip to keep from moaning loudly. Minho smirked and shook his head a little. "Stay still so I can get it in, okay?"
Jonghyun frowned at him, but kept his hips still as Minho slowly pushed the head in, which was difficult because it hurt and felt so good at the same time. Jonghyun took several ragged breaths, seeing his chest fall and rise rapidly in front of him. He whimpered as Minho pushed in further, tense from the strain of trying to keep still.
Then Minho was in all the way and Jonghyun could no longer keep his hips from rocking against him. Minho moaned and leaned over him. "Jonghyun, you feel so good around my cock," he whispered, the words feeling like they washed over his body, leaving tingles of pleasure everywhere.
"Minho," he responded, his voice surprisingly soft as he moved his hands around Minho's back, pressing them against the skin. His hands were hot and sweaty, but Minho's back was too, and Jonghyun wondered how good it would taste if he ran his tongue along Minho's skin. He made a note to try that sometime, because he couldn't imagine this not happening again. Since it already was becoming a reoccurrence, and he didn't want it to stop.
As Minho's hips started to rock against him, his penis sliding in and out of his ass, Jonghyun moaned loudly, his eyes rolling back in his head. He pressed his hands harder against Minho, pushing his hips up to meet him. He wanted it harder and faster even though he was still getting used to the feeling again, even though it still stretched a little. He jerked his hips against Minho hard, making the younger gasp and push into him harder and deeper. Their pace became fast and hard quickly, and Jonghyun felt an intense pleasure building in his groin as Minho's cock slid against his sweet spot.
Steady moans poured out of his mouth as Minho thrust into him over and over until Minho's mouth was pressing against his and he became preoccupied with kissing him. He sucked on his tongue again, jerking his hips up harder against Minho, who groaned in response.
Pulling out of the kiss Minho cursed, "Fuck, Jonghyun. Fuck."
Leaning back, Minho gripped Jonghyun's hips tightly, pulling him up off the seat slightly as he pounded his cock into him as hard as he could. Jonghyun shook from the force, his arms giving out so that he fell back against the seat, feeling himself being repeatedly forced back against it. Moaning loudly and arching his back, Jonghyun gripped the edge of the seat with his fists.
Moving one of his hands, Jonghyun wrapped it around his aching cock. He hastily jerked his hand up and down the length, feeling the pleasure quickly intensify until his body tightened, his seed shooting up onto his stomach. He could feel his muscles tighten around Minho's cock and the resulting moan as Minho's thrusts lost rhythm, becoming erratic as his nails dug into Jonghyun's hips slightly. After just a couple more thrusts, Minho spilled his seed into Jonghyun, filling him with it. Jonghyun moaned at the feeling, rocking his hips up against Minho as he stilled inside of him.
Leaning over, Minho pressed a messy kiss to Jonghyun's lips, sliding over to kiss his cheek, jaw, and then his neck. Jonghyun made a content noise at the feeling, moving his hands to run up Minho's sides. "Minho," he felt the other man's name fall from his lips in a voice he hadn't really ever used with him before. It was soft, satisfied in the afterglow bliss he was feeling. Minho leaned back to look at him and smiled before kissing his lips again. Jonghyun felt like he never wanted to move, even though the tension in his legs was quickly becoming much more apparent, and the soreness all over was quickly starting to set in.
"You're so fucking perfect," Minho whispered against Jonghyun's lips, making Jonghyun's stomach tense oddly. He brushed it off because they'd already had sex, and he didn't want to think about any other reasons why his stomach might do that.
"Thanks," he answered cheekily, although less to be a brat and more as an attempt to change the atmosphere before he started feeling too weird. Minho smirked at him before pulling back. He reached for some napkins to wipe himself off, tossing them to Jonghyun and fixing his pants before moving any further to give the older man enough room to move himself. Jonghyun raised his eyebrows at him as he watched Minho work.
When Minho was finally back on his own seat, Jonghyun raised himself up slightly. He quickly used the napkins to wipe off the rest of his own cum. He frowned slightly as he pulled his own pants back on, knowing full well he'd really need a shower by the time they got home, and a change of clothes. Instead of making a big deal about it though, Jonghyun finished putting on his pants and slid back into the passenger seat as Minho restarted the engine. It was kind of sad that he felt like he'd rather not go back so quickly. It wouldn't be long before the others returned, and Jonghyun wasn't sure how easy it would be to get away with anything like this again. He wasn't sure how easy or how difficult, but he knew he would try anyway.
Pairing: Minho/Jonghyun
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut, car sex.
Summary: Jonghyun can't stop thinking about Minho, and Minho still wants to show off his new car. Obviously this leads to them going on a ride they'll both enjoy.
Word Count: 3,876
Notes: Due to popular demand, I have written a sequel to Celebrating Victory. It's not absolutely necessary that you read it first, but I would recommend it so some things will make more sense, and it will just flow better. I really enjoyed writing this, so I hope you all enjoy reading it!
Spot(s) For: pandragonriyong.
Jonghyun couldn't stop thinking about what happened no matter how hard he tried, which actually wasn't very hard at all. The morning after Minho had come home to celebrate winning Dream Team with him, the feelings and images left over from the night clung to him, staining his mind permanently. He felt himself getting hard as he thought about it in the shower, as he ran his hands over his still somewhat sore body. The way he'd felt, the things Minho had said, the way he'd acted slipped through Jonghyun's mind, replaying over and over as he wrapped a hand around his aching member, pulling an orgasm from himself before actually cleaning.
The other three still weren't going to be back that day, but Jonghyun didn't really get the chance to confront Minho about the fact that he'd come home and fucked him over the table without even the slightest warning. Jonghyun had never even known something like that was possible, not with Minho. Regardless though. Jonghyun wasn't even sure what he would say to the other man. He didn't really feel like he wanted or needed to have a deep conversation about their sexualities or what it meant for the band or how they would have to keep anything bad from happening because of it. That stuff was easily ignorable, and Jonghyun thought for the most part it was probably understood. The only thing he felt really concerned with was whether or not it was going to happen again. And hell, but he wanted it to.
Later that afternoon when everything started to settle down again, Jonghyun found himself sitting on the couch, a bag of chips in hand, his mind still stuck on the same topic. When Minho walked into the room Jonghyun lost whatever interest was left over in him for the television.
"What are you watching?" Minho asked skeptically, making Jonghyun look at the television a little more closely. He wasn't really sure how, but it had ended up on some dumb movie he wouldn't have normally even thought about watching.
Shrugging and holding back a grimace, Jonghyun reached down for the remote to turn it off. "Nothing really."
He stared at the blank television screen though, almost afraid to look back at Minho, afraid of what he might or might not see there. His insides were all knotted up in a way that made him want to scramble out of the room as fast as his legs would carry him. That, or jump Minho where he was standing. Instead of doing either of those things, he simply stuffed some chips into his mouth, hoping eating would make him look less awkward.
"I bet I know something that would be a lot more interesting than that," Minho said and Jonghyun looked up to see him stepping closer to the couch. Jonghyun's inside knotted even more tightly as his mind filled in the possibilities of what the younger man might be suggesting.
"What?" he asked, trying to just sound curious and normal, and not like the mess he'd been reduced since the previous night.
"Let's go for a ride," he responded, now standing right in front of Jonghyun, his body looking like the evil temptation it was. Jonghyun forced his eyes to raise up to the rapper's face, but that didn't really help quiet his racing body. Minho's words didn't help at all either. "I want to show you my new car, hyung."
Oh. Well, that made sense too.
A slightly doubtful look crossed Jonghyun's face as he wondered if getting in the car with Minho was really a good idea. He didn't know how far Minho would want to go, but he did know that every second he was in the car, every moment he was that close to Minho without being able to touch him again, would be torture.
A big smile crossed Minho's face and Jonghyun wondered if he could guess the effect he'd had on him, or if he felt the same way. "Come on," Minho said decidedly, reaching out to grab Jonghyun's arm, pulling him up off the couch. He didn't waste any time before heading for the door. Eyes wide, Jonghyun dropped his bag of chip, looking back to see them tipped over on the floor. He shrugged and turned to follow Minho with a small smile tugging at his lips. Oh well.
Minho didn't let go until they were outside, something that Jonghyun liked because it was the first time they'd had physical contact since Minho finished ramming into his ass the night before, and it made his body ignite with a fire like heat that burned through him making his body feel ready and needy for more. Jonghyun had never considered himself gay, and definitely not the kind of guy who would take it from another guy. He didn't want to be anyone's woman. But while that still nagged at the back of his mind, it was impossible to deny that his body yearned for that feeling, almost to the point where he felt like he needed to be fucked again. He needed something pounding into his ass, making his body explode with pleasure, just for that moment. His body ached for just a little more of that moment.
The car was nice and Jonghyun felt his lips pull up into a smile as Minho waggled his keys in the air before opening the door. "Get in," he said, his eyebrows raising slightly, his voice low in a way that excited Jonghyun, who simply smiled in return and quickly opened the door to slide into the passenger side.
"Smells new," he commented idly, running his hands against the door frame and the seat before reaching for his seat belt. Minho looked over and smirked at him before sticking the keys in the ignition.
"Just wait until you see how she runs."
Smirking, Jonghyun nodded. He couldn't wait, actually feeling a little excited about the car, but he also couldn't keep his mind completely from other possibilities.
It was several minutes later, driving down a particularly busy street, when Minho finally spoke again. "Why don't we do something about that new car smell while we're out?"
Looking over at him in surprise, Jonghyun quickly reasoned that there were many ways to change the smell of the car without anything sexual being involved. But he couldn't help it when his mind tried to focus on that instead, especially when he was pretty sure that was what Minho was suggesting. Instead of responding verbally, Jonghyun leaned forward to turn the radio up, smirking and looking out the window. There wasn't anything wrong with teasing his dong saeng a little. Of course Jonghyun was pretty sure Minho knew he wanted it, even if he didn't know how much.
The amount of time it took them to get somewhere less populated with traffic felt endless, but eventually they were driving down a road and no one else was close enough to see in. By then it was fairly obvious to Jonghyun that they were driving out of the city specifically so they could be alone. He couldn't help but smile at how obvious Minho was, but it wasn't anything that bothered him. It was exciting, thinking about Minho wanting him again, to think about what they might do. Even though Jonghyun knew it wasn't smart, or completely safe, he knew that if they were careful they could easily get away with it. It wasn't like anyone knew Minho's serial number, and it was actually pretty easy to tell when they were being followed, which they weren't right now, so Jonghyun didn't feel like anything was holding him back.
Reaching over, Jonghyun ran his hand against the top of Minho's thigh, smirking as he let his fingers dip between his legs, the pressure only enough to tease. Minho looked over at him for a moment before smiling and looking back at the road. Jonghyun watched as he licked his lips, the movement of his tongue making his blood rush a little. Pressing his hand harder against Minho's crotch, Jonghyun smirked when he got a low moan out of the younger man. "Jonghyun," Minho almost growled, making tingles crawl up Jonghyun's spine.
"Yeah, Minho?" Jonghyun questioned, his throat tight with arousal, making him already sound a little breathless. He felt his stomach knot in pleasure as he felt Minho's cock getting harder under his hand as he rubbed it through his pants. "Minho," Jonghyun repeated the other man's name in a moan that let Minho know just how turned on he was, how much he wanted him.
"Fuck, Jonghyun. We're almost there," he said tightly, and Jonghyun wasn't sure if he was telling him or reassuring himself. Either way it made him excited. Minho had somewhere in mind, somewhere private. Jonghyun knew what was coming, and he felt his dick aching at the thought of getting what he'd wanted all day long. Minho's hips pressing up against Jonghyun's hand brought him back to what he was doing and out of what he would be doing soon. Smirking, Jonghyun moved his fingers to undo the button on Minho's pants. Without really leaning over in his seat at all, Jonghyun slid the zipper down, amused that to anyone that drove by it wouldn't really look like anything was going on unless they got really close and peered down. Of course, no one was driving by. It made Jonghyun wonder exactly where they were and where they were going. He didn't really know the area well, but he hadn't been paying that much attention to where Minho was taking him. He knew he'd like wherever it was when they got there.
Suddenly the car turned down a smaller road. It was dirt, and there were tons of trees surrounding it. Jonghyun looked out the window for a moment, briefly distracted from what he had been doing, until he felt Minho's hand wrap around his. He looked back to see Minho guiding his hand into the band of his underwear. Jonghyun felt his blood rush and he didn't resist, instead pushing his hand down further as Minho let go to continue steering with both hands. Jonghyun felt his stomach tighten when his fingers brushed against Minho's cock, which made the younger man moan deeply. Licking his lips, Jonghyun used his free hand to undo his seat belt, concern for their surroundings vanishing because he actually felt pretty secure already.
Scooting closer to Minho, Jonghyun pushed his hand into Minho's underwear further, wrapping it around his dick as well as he could in the tight pants. He started to stroke it as he leaned closer and pressed his lips against Minho's neck. "Minho," he breathed out deeply, "You drive too slow. Why aren't we there yet?" he teased, barely able to keep himself from smiling as he trailed his lips up the rapper's neck to his ear. He wrapped his lips around the lobe, flicking his tongue against it before pressing his teeth on it and sliding them down.
A frustrated moan worked out of Minho's mouth and he moved one of his hands back to wrap around Jonghyun's waist, pulling him closer. Jonghyun liked the way it felt and pressed closer to him, as close as he could get without getting in the way of the younger man's driving too much. He ran his hand against his cock more demandingly and moaned into the crook of his neck.
Suddenly the car stopped and Jonghyun looked up to see that they were in some sort of clearing, trees on one side, and a drop off on the other. Not like in a mountain, but it was steep and deep enough that Jonghyun was pretty sure someone would need equipment to go down or up it. Well, from what he could tell without getting out and looking closer.
"Jonghyun," Minho growled, pulling him back to the present. His other hand was now pressing against Jonghyun's side, pulling him closer. Smirking, Jonghyun turned and lifted himself so he could straddle Minho's lap. His leg pressed oddly between Minho and the door, but he wasn't too concerned with being uncomfortable for the moment as he used the new position to roll his hips against Minho. He moaned deeply as Minho pressed up against him in response.
Tilting his head, Jonghyun latched his lips onto the unmolested side of Minho's neck. Minho made a moaning noise that had Jonghyun's blood rushing. He gasped when he felt Minho's hand pressing against his crotch, rubbing his dick through his pants. "You're so much more eager than you were yesterday," Minho said breathily as he kissed Jonghyun's jaw.
"Fuck you," the singer muttered in response, crashing his hips down against Minho a little harder to emphasize his words. Minho simply moaned and moved his hands to grip Jonghyun's hips, pulling him down against him harder. Jonghyun took a shuddering breath before tilting his head to press his lips against Minho's. He moaned as Minho's tongue immediately pushed into his mouth. Sucking on the muscle, Jonghyun moved his hips against Minho, not ashamed to dry hump him because of how turned on he was, regardless of how little it did for him because their position was so limited.
Minho moaned as Jonghyun sucked his tongue harder, moving his hands further around Jonghyun to squeeze his ass, pulling him against him harder as he pushed up against him. "Fuck, Minho," Jonghyun whined as he pulled out of the kiss, his voice needy, "I want more."
His body felt like it was about to go crazy, and he bucked his hips hard against Minho, accidentally hitting the horn on the wheel when he did so. Minho's chuckle made Jonghyun grunt in annoyance, and he reached down in retaliation, grabbing the release and pushing the seat down as far as it would go. Jonghyun smirked down at Minho laying in front of him. "I like this position," he said cockily, leaning over to brush his lips against Minho's as he gave his cock an extra hard tug.
Moaning, Minho pushed up against the touch and squeezed Jonghyun's ass again, except this time a lot harder. Whimpering against Minho's lips, Jonghyun felt the need in him for Minho's cock grow much stronger.
Suddenly, Minho's hold on him tightening and Jonghyun felt himself being lifted and turned over. His back hit the rear seat, and he grunted at the way his ass hit the arm rest. "Fuck Minho," he complained before pulling himself back onto the seat. Minho smirked down at him and moved so that he was between Jonghyun's legs. He reached down to unbutton Jonghyun's pants and quickly started to pull them off. Jonghyun lifted his hips easily, ready for them to be out of the way as well. Once that was taken care of Minho used his hands to push Jonghyun's legs further apart. Jonghyun complied with a little prodding, pulling one leg to the side to rest on the lowered seat and propped the other one up against the back of the passenger side seat. The position left him wide open for Minho, who stared down at him hungrily.
Running his tongue along his lips, Jonghyun watched as Minho practically drank in the sight of his hard cock lying against his stomach, his balls heavy with arousal, his ass just ready to be pushed into. Moaning in frustration, Jonghyun jerked his hips to try and get Minho to move faster. He didn't mind being appreciated physically, but he wanted Minho inside of him much more. Minho seemed to get the message because he smiled and reached down to push his own pants down and off of his hips. Leaning over Jonghyun, Minho kissed him firmly before pulling back. He spit on his fingers and then moved them down to rub against Jonghyun's entrance.
When Minho slipped the first finger in, Jonghyun felt himself easily remembering the feeling. He moaned and pressed his hips down against it. The finger felt a lot less intrusive, and Jonghyun wasn't sure if it was because he'd been fucked the night before or if it was because he was more used to it now. Despite that, he could still easily feel the soreness left over, both in his ass and in the muscles in his legs as they tensed against the seats.
"Minho, don't go so fucking slow," Jonghyun whined, earning him the quick insertion of a second finger. Gasping, Jonghyun clenched his eyes shut and let his head fall back against the seat. He breathed in heavily as Minho started fucking him with his fingers, spreading them and stretching Jonghyun open for him. "Minho," Jonghyun moaned the younger man's named as he started moving his hips against his fingers, feeling eager for more. Minho looked up at him, his eyes clouded with lust. His pupils dilated as he pushed his fingers in harder, and Jonghyun felt pleasure race through his body in response. When Minho hit his prostate, Jonghyun gasped, his back arching and a string of curses falling out of his mouth. He clenched his eyes and bit his lower lip.
Suddenly, Minho's fingers were gone and Jonghyun felt the other man moving further on top of him. The heat in Jonghyun's stomach dropped to his dick, and he felt it twitch as Minho's hand wrapped around it. "Minho," he breathed shakily, afraid he might cum before Minho really got to fuck him, but Minho didn't waste too much time before letting go to help guide the tip of his cock to Jonghyun's ass, the other hand holding tightly onto his hip.
A reflexive thrust of his hips made Minho's cock slide against his hole and Jonghyun bit his lip to keep from moaning loudly. Minho smirked and shook his head a little. "Stay still so I can get it in, okay?"
Jonghyun frowned at him, but kept his hips still as Minho slowly pushed the head in, which was difficult because it hurt and felt so good at the same time. Jonghyun took several ragged breaths, seeing his chest fall and rise rapidly in front of him. He whimpered as Minho pushed in further, tense from the strain of trying to keep still.
Then Minho was in all the way and Jonghyun could no longer keep his hips from rocking against him. Minho moaned and leaned over him. "Jonghyun, you feel so good around my cock," he whispered, the words feeling like they washed over his body, leaving tingles of pleasure everywhere.
"Minho," he responded, his voice surprisingly soft as he moved his hands around Minho's back, pressing them against the skin. His hands were hot and sweaty, but Minho's back was too, and Jonghyun wondered how good it would taste if he ran his tongue along Minho's skin. He made a note to try that sometime, because he couldn't imagine this not happening again. Since it already was becoming a reoccurrence, and he didn't want it to stop.
As Minho's hips started to rock against him, his penis sliding in and out of his ass, Jonghyun moaned loudly, his eyes rolling back in his head. He pressed his hands harder against Minho, pushing his hips up to meet him. He wanted it harder and faster even though he was still getting used to the feeling again, even though it still stretched a little. He jerked his hips against Minho hard, making the younger gasp and push into him harder and deeper. Their pace became fast and hard quickly, and Jonghyun felt an intense pleasure building in his groin as Minho's cock slid against his sweet spot.
Steady moans poured out of his mouth as Minho thrust into him over and over until Minho's mouth was pressing against his and he became preoccupied with kissing him. He sucked on his tongue again, jerking his hips up harder against Minho, who groaned in response.
Pulling out of the kiss Minho cursed, "Fuck, Jonghyun. Fuck."
Leaning back, Minho gripped Jonghyun's hips tightly, pulling him up off the seat slightly as he pounded his cock into him as hard as he could. Jonghyun shook from the force, his arms giving out so that he fell back against the seat, feeling himself being repeatedly forced back against it. Moaning loudly and arching his back, Jonghyun gripped the edge of the seat with his fists.
Moving one of his hands, Jonghyun wrapped it around his aching cock. He hastily jerked his hand up and down the length, feeling the pleasure quickly intensify until his body tightened, his seed shooting up onto his stomach. He could feel his muscles tighten around Minho's cock and the resulting moan as Minho's thrusts lost rhythm, becoming erratic as his nails dug into Jonghyun's hips slightly. After just a couple more thrusts, Minho spilled his seed into Jonghyun, filling him with it. Jonghyun moaned at the feeling, rocking his hips up against Minho as he stilled inside of him.
Leaning over, Minho pressed a messy kiss to Jonghyun's lips, sliding over to kiss his cheek, jaw, and then his neck. Jonghyun made a content noise at the feeling, moving his hands to run up Minho's sides. "Minho," he felt the other man's name fall from his lips in a voice he hadn't really ever used with him before. It was soft, satisfied in the afterglow bliss he was feeling. Minho leaned back to look at him and smiled before kissing his lips again. Jonghyun felt like he never wanted to move, even though the tension in his legs was quickly becoming much more apparent, and the soreness all over was quickly starting to set in.
"You're so fucking perfect," Minho whispered against Jonghyun's lips, making Jonghyun's stomach tense oddly. He brushed it off because they'd already had sex, and he didn't want to think about any other reasons why his stomach might do that.
"Thanks," he answered cheekily, although less to be a brat and more as an attempt to change the atmosphere before he started feeling too weird. Minho smirked at him before pulling back. He reached for some napkins to wipe himself off, tossing them to Jonghyun and fixing his pants before moving any further to give the older man enough room to move himself. Jonghyun raised his eyebrows at him as he watched Minho work.
When Minho was finally back on his own seat, Jonghyun raised himself up slightly. He quickly used the napkins to wipe off the rest of his own cum. He frowned slightly as he pulled his own pants back on, knowing full well he'd really need a shower by the time they got home, and a change of clothes. Instead of making a big deal about it though, Jonghyun finished putting on his pants and slid back into the passenger seat as Minho restarted the engine. It was kind of sad that he felt like he'd rather not go back so quickly. It wouldn't be long before the others returned, and Jonghyun wasn't sure how easy it would be to get away with anything like this again. He wasn't sure how easy or how difficult, but he knew he would try anyway.