Hot Shot
Title: Hot shot
Paring: Jonghyun/Onew (Jongyu)
Rating: NC 17
Summary: Jinki has to be Jonghyun’s favorite tutor, hands down.
Jonghyun wouldn't consider himself stupid, no, he just wasn’t a genius or anything like that. His parents were always nagging at him to do better, to work harder, especially now that he was 18 and according to them he ‘still didn’t know what he was going to do later in life’. However, in reality, Jonghyun knew exactly what he was going to do, he was going to go a nice university for music, but of course that was an unacceptable option for his parents. They said he was too young to decide what his career was going to be himself, which was bullshit in Jonghyun’s opinion. They wanted him to become a doctor, like his father and grandfather because all of his family was in that field, even his mom was a nurse. However, Jonghyun hated that idea, there was absolutely no way that was going to happen, however his parents and him didn’t always see eye to eye. His parents stuck him into a private academy which was known for its academic excellence, hoping that Jonghyun would straighten up. The only issue was Jonghyun did not get into this academy through his good grades, but instead because his rich parents dumped money at the school to accept him. Jonghyun, was, at his best, ranking somewhere in the lower middle of his class, but usually he found himself somewhere in the middle of the bottom half. He wasn’t dead last, usually, but the test were always worded so strangely and they tried to trick him, making all that studying he did worthless. Then he would listen to his parents scold him, saying he doesn’t work hard enough; to which Jonghyun would sigh, say he will work harder, then shut himself into his room.
Jonghyun and his parents actually never seem to see eye to eye. Jonghyun could study more, he could maybe open his textbook quite a few more times and read a bit more thoroughly, however, he just felt like his social life was just as important so he would hide the parties he went to behind the title of ‘study groups’ or ‘review sessions’. He also would sneak people into his room to have a ‘study session’ of his own. However, his parents claim this isn’t helping him enough so they hire him a tutor but Jonghyun goes through them just as fast as they are hired. They never seem to last more than one session without Jonghyun firing them himself or complaining to his parents until they eventual replace him or her.
Jonghyun groans, leaning back on his bed and running his eyes, he swears his parents find him the ugliest tutors they can find. They could at least find someone hot, give him something to at least work with but no, that seemed to be an impossible task for them. He dragged himself out of bed to throw on his uniform, running a hand through his hair while he looked at himself in the mirror. He messed it up just enough then smirked at his reflection, moving his hand down to touch his jaw. Yea, dying his hair nearly white was a great idea, sure it had minor side effects like his mother nearly passed out when he came home with it but it was for the greater good. He grabbed his bag, putting it over his should as he walked out into the living space. He walked over to the kitchen and grabbed an apple from the basket on the island that sat on the counter, stopping after he shoved it into his mouth to look over at his mother, sitting on the white leather couch. He was surprised she was even home at this time, it must have been her day off.
“Jonghyun-ah, your father and I found you another tutor, this one is a bit older but he seems sweet,” She didn’t look up from the newspaper that she was reading, “He is currently attending Seoul National University so please don’t mess this up.” She looked up at her sun with a sharp, pointed look to exaggerate her words.
Jonghyun held up his hands, chewing the chunk of apple he had bitten off, “Alright damn mom, as long as he doesn’t suck.”
His mother’s eyes narrowed, “I mean it Kim Jonghyun, we are very lucky to have a man who is this intelligent taking time to tutor someone like you.”
Jonghyun gasped, putting a hand over his chest with mock pain, “Mother, that hurts.”
She pinched the bridge of her nose while her son put on his shoes, black snapback, and matching large framed Prada sunglasses, “Jonghyun please.”
Jonghyun rolled his eyes, waving his hand, “Yea, yea mom I’ll do my best.”
She sighed, not believing him, “Good, he will be here sometime tonight.”
Jonghyun wrinkles his nose, “Damn mom you move fast.”
“Kim Jonghyun!” Her voice cracked from the higher pitch it reached looking scandalized.
Jonghyun laughed, “Don’t worry mom, it is ok if you have a hard on for the guy!” He called, quickly closing the door to run down the building stairs, laughing all the way down.
He was breathing a bit heavy once he reached the bottom, winking at the women sitting at the front desk, making her blush the same color as her shirt. He chuckled, pulling his backpack more on his shoulder, nodding at the man who opened the front door for him, grunting back in greeting. The walk to school was always a boring one, but school was even more boring than the walk. Jonghyun sat, leaning back in his chair, as he stared out of the window as the clouds moved slowly. He began to wonder if that particular cloud was an upside down dog or a right side up palm tree when the teacher announced they were done, singling it was time for their lunch period. Jonghyun stood up with the rest of his classmates and filed out of the classroom.
It wasn’t more than twenty minutes later when Jonghyun pressed a boy against the walls of the boy’s bathroom, kissing him messily, pressing their waists closer together as the boy’s skinny legs wrapped themselves around his waist. He was around three years behind Jonghyun, well he thought anyways, he hadn’t even really caught his name. But none of that was really important when the boy dropped to his knees to give Jonghyun, notably, really good head. Jonghyun tilted his head back and groaned, thrusting his hips up, wanting to be in deeper but the boy moved back a bit to save himself from gagging. Jonghyun wasn’t going to have any of this however, he grabbed the back of his head, holding his black hair tightly so he couldn’t move while Jonghyun forced his erection into his mouth, effectively ‘fucking his face’. He came like that, whimpering because the way the boy slightly gagged on his erection, and the way his eyes became wet made Jonghyun come undone. Jonghyun pulled the boy up to kiss him with a bit too much tongue, smirking from the desperate look he got.
“Hey kid, you free later?”
Jinki never really saw himself as a good teacher, or honestly a teacher at all but he could use the money. He sighed and sat down on his couch at his apartment near his university, staring at his computer screen, re reading the flyer asking for a tutor for some high school kid. The pay was honestly way beyond what he was getting at his part time job and he would only have to see the kid a few times a week for two hours. However, something about tutoring some younger kid just didn’t seem like it was the best idea. He groaned and fell over on his couch, deciding to call the number to see what this was all about, he could at least do this. He sat up, pulling out his phone and dialing the number, listening it ring a few times before a woman answered it.
“Hello?”
Jinki sat up a bit more, “Ahh, hello, my name is Lee Jinki and I was calling about you needing a tutor.”
“Yes, it is for my son.” She started but suddenly so many questions about Jinki’s life suddenly became relevant to this conversation.
Jinki wrinkled his nose, this really does feel like a job interview. He told her his age, where he went to high school, what rank he was there, what he was doing now, where he lived, some of his hobbies, and if he was willing to have a criminal back ground check done on him. Fucking rich people.
She hummed, obviously getting all the answers she wanted from Jinki, “Alright then, and one last question, how tall are you?”
Jinki paused, what kind of question was this, “Uhm, is this a qualification?”
“No, not really.”
Rich people were really strange, “177 centimeters?” It came out as more of a question.
She chuckled, “Perfect. Are you able to come tomorrow? It would be most favorable if we are able to start immediately.”
Jinki nodded slowly, that was easy enough, “Yes that is alright. I just cannot arrive until late.”
“That is fine, Jonghyun doesn’t exactly have a curfew.”
Jinki hung up the phone after exchanging goodbyes and sighed deeply, he just hoped this would go better than he feared. At least they were going to give him a lot of money he supposed.
Jinki had stare down at the address that was texted to him for a few minutes, trying to memorize the numbers so when he looked back at the large building in front of him he was sure it was the correct one. He squinted when he looked up, the building seeming to stretch for miles into the sky, but of course that was incorrect. He rubbed his head as he walked to the door, looking a bit oddly at the man standing there who opened it for him. He bowed a bit and thanked him before going to the elevator and pressing the designated floor, rocking back and forth on his feet as it rose to his destination. Once the doors opened with a soft ‘ding’ and he exited it, both his eyebrows rose because even from this hallway he could tell extremely rich families had to live here. He felt a bit odd as he walked over to the door whose silver numbers matched the ones on his phone. He hesitated before knocking on the door and waiting a few moments before the door was opened. There was a woman in light blue scrubs with short black hair, he guessed this must have been the woman on the phone.
“Ahh, Jinki-ah you are here. Good, Jonghyun is in his room now, it is the last one down that hall.” She pointed in the direction then she grabbed her coat, “I am sorry but I was called into work so I can’t stay, but help yourself to any food or drinks.”
Jinki bowed, thanking her and watching her hastily leave the apartment that Jinki just now got a good look at. He sighed heavily, plush white carpets, expensive looking white leather furniture, expensive looking throw pillows with an open kitchen fully equipped with brand new appliances and granite counter tops. No wonder they were offering this much money. He moved towards where Jonghyun’s room was supposed to be, feeling a bit weird that he was just going to show up when he almost ran into a boy that was walking from that exact hallway. He took a step back to look at him. He had black hair, that was thoroughly messed up and lips that looked a bit too red and puffy to be normal. He smiled at Jinki before walking past him and leaving the apartment. Jinki paused, looking at the door, what was that? He continued down the hallway to the last door and knocking on it, hoping he got the right room and wasn’t knocking on the bathroom or something idiotic like that. A soft ‘come in’ confirmed that this probably was, in fact, the right door. He was not prepared for what he saw when he walked in however. He froze a foot inside of the room, staring at the other man, who probably was Jonghyun, as he pulled a shirt over his head. Jinki blinked a few times, that image of his toned back and sweat pants barley hanging on his small waist permanently burned into his mind. Jonghyun turned around and Jinki thought it was impossible for this man to get any better looking. His jaw was strong, his eyes large, and he could tell his chest was probably just as toned as that small piece of back he saw was.
Jonghyun waved at Jinki, now a bit closer, “Hello?”
Jinki snapped out of his thoughts and took a step back, “Ah, hello, I am Lee Jinki. I a-“
Jonghyun interrupted him, “You’re my new tutor?”
Jinki blinked, not expecting Jonghyun to cut him off, “Yes, I am.”
Jonghyun pursed his lips, looking up slightly at him and wrinkling his nose, shaking his head to walk over to his desk to grab some books. Jinki was confused but said nothing and following Jonghyun until he threw he books on his bed, which had blankets thrown every which way. He hesitated until Jonghyun patted the spot in front of him and sat back. Jinki sat down, slowly as his mind flashed back to that boy who looked a lot younger than both him and Jonghyun, did Jonghyun…?
His thought process was interrupted by Jonghyun starting to tell him about where he was in his classes. Jinki nodded, pushing his glasses closer onto his face as he leaned over, running his eyes over the words and nodding. He paused, eyes flickering up to see Jonghyun’s face was so close to his, his face blank besides a slightly quirked eyebrow. Jinki moved back, clearing his throat and fixing his glasses again before beginning his lesson, although he really didn’t have much prepared for the day. About an hour later Jonghyun fell back on his bed, groaning and kicking his books away. Jinki rose an eyebrow and looked at Jonghyun, what was he five?
“We should be done. I am hungry.” Jonghyun grumbled, rolling at of bed and walking towards his door before stopping, looking back, “are you coming?”
Jinki looked around quickly, realizing that there was actually no one else Jonghyun could be talking to so he stood up, “Yea.”
Jonghyun shook his head, walking out into the kitchen to eat a snack, offering Jinki some too who gladly indulged. They talked for a bit on the couch after eating, Jinki learned that Jonghyun was 18 years old, loved music, and played the guitar. Jonghyun discovered that Jinki didn’t get out much, he was pretty boring, keeping himself shut up in his apartment to study. However, they still didn’t know anything about each other but the generic facts acquaintances would know. Jinki was curious; he kept thinking back to that boy who looked, the only adjective that could come to Jinki’s mind, debauched. Jinki left before either of Jonghyun’s parents could come back, bowing awkwardly at the door then feeling himself smiling at Jonghyun’s laughter. He felt like maybe this job wouldn’t be all that bad after all.
The next time Jinki came to see Jonghyun was after his classes on Friday and he came prepared with a lesson this time. He followed the path he had memorized to Jonghyun’s luxurious home and knocked on the white door. He frowned when no one answered, looking down at his watch to see that no he was not early so Jonghyun should be there. He knocked again, only this time it was cut short by the door opening and all Jinki could see was a black tee-shirt. He looked up to see realize that the tee-shirt was on an unusually tall male, his lips full with a cigarette held between them. Jinki shuffled out of the way, feeling an odd sensation of déjà vu as he walked into the apartment and to Jonghyun’s room. He knocked on the door, hearing shuffling on the other side before a muffled ‘come in’ was heard. Jinki walked in and shut the door, stopping to see Jonghyun laying face first on his bed, head stuffed into his pillow. He was shirtless again, only this time Jinki was able to see his whole back, that deep dip in the center of his lower back and the little dimples below them, because his pants always seemed to just barley hang on his hips, causing him to swallow hard.
“Uhh Jonghyun-ssi?”
Jonghyun slowly sat up, running a hand through his hair and looking at Jinki, “Hey, you mind if I take a shower first? You can just chill here and whatever.”
Jinki shook his head, watching as Jonghyun stood up to stretch and he noticed that yes, Jonghyun’s front was just as good as his back. His eyes followed as Jonghyun rubbed his hand over his abs that seemed to just not be real.
Jonghyun looked a bit skeptical at Jinki, “You ok?”
Jinki jumped a bit from the words that were suddenly spoken and nodded quickly, “Yea, I’m fine.”
He tried to play it off smoothly but he felt his face heat up from Jonghyun’s smirk, however the way Jonghyun’s eyes fell then rose again, shamelessly checking Jinki out, caused Jinki’s face to heat up even more. Wait, was that a hicky on Jonghyun’s shoulder?
Jonghyun turned before Jinki could inspect further, “Thanks hyung, I will be back in a bit.” He waved a bit before disappearing into his personal bathroom.
Jinki couldn’t help but notice just a bit of a dark purple mark on Jonghyun’s hips, his sweatpants just barley concealing it. Did he have bruises on his hips? His mind went back to the tall man he had bumped into earlier and he felt a spike of arousal shoot through his body. Jinki wanted to die.
The lesson ran smoothly enough, as long as Jinki tried not to figure out what Jonghyun seemed to do every single day with different people, or was it only when Jinki came? He shook his head, trying to focus on helping Jonghyun understand a pretty simple concept actually but he just wasn’t getting it. Jonghyun groaned and pushed Jinki, a lot harder than he had expected, causing him to fall over on his bed.
“You are distracted so it is distracting me too.” Jonghyun leaned back on his hands, his legs loosely cross-legged.
Jinki sat back up, shaking his head, “I am not distracted so I don’t know what it is.”
Jonghyun scoffed, “Yea right, and I’m an idiot.”
Jinki rose both his eyebrows causing Jonghyun to glare at him and kick him a few times which ended in both of them laughing.
Jonghyun nudged him with his foot, “No really, what is your problem?” His head tilted to the side, a smirk on his face.
Jinki looked up from the text book, “I told you it is-“He paused halfway to just look at Jonghyun.
He was slightly leaning back, causing his fitted shirt to go up, showing only a small amount of dark hair from his happy trail, a smirk on his face while he looked at Jinki with those eyes. He knew exactly what Jinki’s problem was, that little shit.
Jinki waved his hand, “It’s nothing, and I’m actually fine Jonghyun-ssi.”
Jonghyun pouted, sitting back up and resting his head on his hands, looking back down at the text book when Jinki pointed to it to begin explaining the concept once again. Jinki decided to call it a day after a few hours into their studying, they both needed a mental break from this. Jonghyun thanked him and saw him to the door, chucking again at Jinki’s awkward goodbye before the door was shut.
Jinki tilted his head to the side, gripping his pillow tightly as his breath increased each time he ran his thumb over the head of his straining erection. He bit his bottom lip, feeling his body heating up at each passing second while he pumped his erection slowly. He wasn’t able to keep teasing himself as his arousal rose to dangerous levels so he started rubbing his erection faster, his hips moving up to effectively fuck his hand. He tilted his head back, tightening his grip and he cussed. He had originally just woken up with an erection, probably from some dream he couldn’t remember for the life of himself but it slowly morphed into something that was just so wrong.
“F-fuck. Jonghyun.”
The words came out before he could even think about what he was saying, he gasped when he realized it and from how his arousal spiked. He gripped the pillow his head was on tighter and moved his hand quicker, holding himself with a strong grip, imagining how tight Jonghyun would be around him. He felt his face heat up, but once the thoughts invaded his mind he couldn’t help but conjure up images of Jonghyun shirtless, those bruises on his hips, that deep purple mark on his neck and imagine that he was the cause of all that. He bucked up harder into his hand, his brow creasing and he couldn’t help but groan out loud, when he came hard on his hand. He laid still, breathing for a few moments while he came down from his high. After his normal brain functions returned to him he flushed a dark red, he just masturbated to the thought of fucking the high school boy he was tutoring. He quickly got up, stuffing himself back into his pajama pants to quickly get into the shower, avoiding his reflection and probably turning the water a couple of degrees too hot.
Jinki was actually dreading going to see Jonghyun, he was plagued with not only the fact he got off to the thought of fucking him, but he even managed to get hard in his class when he couldn’t stop thinking about it. He really didn’t want to pop a boner in the middle of teaching him math or something like that because wouldn’t that just be the coolest thing ever. He sighed however when he found himself in front of the familiar door and knocked once before just walking in, it seemed if he didn’t walk in some random male would probably just beat him to it. He looked around, frowning at how quite the apartment was but he shook it off and walked down to Jonghyun’s room like he did every time. He rose his fist to knock on the door but froze when he heard someone nearly scream but it was definably not one from pain. He swallowed hard, leaning a bit closer to the door, his member twitching in his pants because he could hear it, Jonghyun was literally fucking someone behind this door. He jumped from hearing another loud moan from the unfamiliar source but what really caught his attention was the groan that was most definably Jonghyun. He choked on air because it became quite and dear lord did Jonghyun just climax? He stayed rooted to that spot until he heard some shuffling then he realized the position he was in at the moment. He was standing with his ear to Jonghyun’s door, listening to the tail end of him fucking someone with his pants tented. Yea that would be great to be caught with. He quickly turned around and rushed as quietly as he could down the hall way and out of the door. He panicked, he didn’t know what to do so he waited down the hallway to try and calm down, trying to let his erection wilt and the blush on his face to die down. After a few long minutes he felt considerably better and he turned to see Jonghyun’s door open so he started to walk in that direction, to not seem suspicious. He glanced at the man and had to do a double take, he was extremely good looking. Short black hair and sharp eyes with just a hint of eye liner and he just had this air of superiority around him. Well of course Jonghyun could fuck something like that.
Jinki knocked on the door and Jonghyun actually answered it this time, a lazy smile on his face and his hair was a mess.
“Hey hyung.”
His voice was still rough from sex and fucking hell Jinki was getting hard.
Jinki managed to get out of the apartment without being teased and either Jonghyun didn’t notice something was up with Jinki or he wasn’t mentioning it. Jinki was certain it was the second one, that smirk he would give Jinki seemed to be too full of knowledge he shouldn’t have. However, much like every other time, Jonghyun showed him to the door and Jinki left like any other time, to return back to his apartment and try his hardest to not imagine he wasn’t fucking his fist but instead Jonghyun’s ass. This proved to be more difficult than Jinki originally thought.
Jinki was even more nervous than before the next time he rode the elevator up to Jonghyun’s floor, but Jonghyun’s mid-terms were coming up so under special request, and a bit of a raise, Jinki was coming by more often than before. Jinki could only recall what happened the last time he came to see Jonghyun and he swallowed hard, praying that for once he would walk in and Jonghyun was doing something a normal high school student would do, like playing video games and not fucking probably every good looking guy in his school. He went into Jonghyun’s apartment cautiously, his ears straining but he couldn’t hear anything so he walked in and went to Jonghyun’s room, honestly surprised he didn’t hear anything through the door. Feeling more confident, Jinki knocked on the door and only waited a few seconds before he heard a muffled ‘come in’. Jonghyun’s voice was weird but Jinki brushed it off and walked in, closing the door behind him, strength returning to him.
“Hey Jonghyun-ssi, I have a few sample exams for you and I feel like they-.”
Jinki slowly let his bag that he had started to take off fall to the floor, his eyes widening when he finally looked at Jonghyun, who was sitting at his desk chair, facing Jinki, with his dick in his hand. Jonghyun let out a soft moan, his hand moving slowly with an obvious light grip that was causing Jinki to feel frustrated.
“Fuck Jonghyun.”
Jonghyun smirked, his eyes slowly opening and they were so dark, “I think that was the first time you cussed hyung.”
Jinki heard Jonghyun speak it just didn’t register that those sounds he was hearing were actually words that might have been meant to be processed. “What?”
Jonghyun chuckled, hand never leaving his erection while he looked at Jinki with confidence that was border line annoying but honestly he had a reason to be, “You want to fuck me don’t you hyung?”
Jinki let out a breath he hadn’t known he had been holding because how could he just say that, sure it was true, but he said it out loud.
Jonghyun let go of himself, tucking himself back into his sweat pants to stand up and walk over to Jinki, looking slightly up while his hand run up the quickly forming tent in his jeans, “I want to see your cock hyung.”
Jinki opened his mouth so say something but Jonghyun simply touched his lips, effectively shutting him up and tugging Jinki to his bed so he could push him onto it and Jinki felt like he really should say something, anything, but he couldn’t form sentences when Jonghyun pushed their lips together. Jinki hadn’t kissed many people in his life but damn Jonghyun was by far the best, he pushed himself closer, enjoying the feeling of those lips on his and how could Jonghyun do that with his tongue?
Jonghyun pulled away, huffing a bit and a lazy smile crossed his face, oddly cute for the sexual tension between them, “You’re really cute.”
Jinki frowned but quickly felt his face heat up a bit, probably a bit pink, when Jonghyun pulled his shirt off to kiss down Jinki’s chest, not giving particular attention to anything until he mouthed at the tent in Jinki’s jeans.
Jonghyun moaned and Jinki struggled to breathe, “Fuck you’re huge.”
Jonghyun let his tongue run across the denim before undoing the button of his pants then pulled down the zipper with his teeth and Jinki swore Jonghyun was probably the single most hottest thing Jinki had ever seen in his life. He propped himself up on his elbows so he could look down and watch Jonghyun tug off his jeans then fully pull off his underwear and he just stared for a few moments, causing Jinki’s face to heat up. Jinki opened his mouth to say something, wiggling a bit under Jonghyun’s stare but the younger leaned down to run his tongue over the head of his erection and Jinki’s body stopped moving. He gasped, hips easing up to try and get closer to Jonghyun’s plump lips. Jonghyun smirked, chuckling before parting his lips and taking the tip of Jinki’s erection into his mouth and he just sucked so hard Jinki had to close his eyes, fisting the bed sheets beneath him. Jonghyun took in as much as he could before he started to bob his head, running his tongue against the underside and moaning like it was the best fucking thing he had ever had in his mouth. Jinki threw his head back, hips thrusting up and forcing more of his erection into Jonghyun’s mouth who gagged a bit and had to pull back. That did not discourage Jonghyun, instead it did the opposite. Jonghyun pushed Jinki’s hips against the bed and slowly bobbed his head on Jinki’s erection, causing Jinki to whimper because of the pace, until Jonghyun could take nearly the entire thing into his mouth. Jinki threw his head back, moaning loudly and trying to force his hips up but Jonghyun wouldn’t let him. Jinki hasn’t received many blow jobs in his life but he was sure no one on this planet could suck dick like Jonghyun could. His tongue ran over every part of Jinki’s dick as his head bobbed and how he just deep throated Jinki every single time, it was starting to make Jinki feel crazed. Jonghyun removed one of his hands to run his hand over Jinki’s balls, making soft muffled moans and Jinki had to bite his fist to not scream.
Jonghyun moved his head back so Jinki’s erection slowly slipped from his mouth, but he just moved to lick over the base down his balls only back up to run over the tip. “Fuck your cock is hot.”
Jinki wasn’t sure how to speak at all let alone how to reply to Jonghyun’s compliment, especially when he spoke so close to his erection that his lips brushed the tip. Jonghyun gave a few last sucks to the tip before moving back up Jinki’s body to kiss him with more desperation than before and with so much more tongue. Jonghyun pulled away so they both could breath, picking back up Jinki’s glasses that had fallen off his face to put them back on his face and he smiled.
“You want to fuck me?”
Jinki wasn’t sure how Jonghyun could smile like and say such lewd words but he found himself nodded, gasping out “yes.”
Jonghyun smirked, shifting so he could pull his sweatpants off, leaving them both naked. He hovered over Jinki and let their erections rub against each other causing them both to moan.
“Shit Jinki,” Jonghyun panted, licking over his bottom lip and repeating the motion, moaning again, “fuck, you’re going to fuck me so deep.” He hummed.
Jinki gripped onto Jonghyun’s hips tightly because he didn’t know what else to do with his hands and he felt like he was going to fall through the bed if he wasn’t grounded somehow. He thrust up, trying to get more friction to his erection. Jonghyun hushed him, even though he said nothing, and moved away from him, smiling. He returned quickly however with a condom and a bottle of something that Jinki could only guess was lube. Jonghyun straddled Jinki and was about to pour the liquid onto his fingers when Jinki sat up and took it from him, not meeting eye contact. Jonghyun smiled, putting his arms around Jinki’s neck and kissing his jaw slowly until he gasped when Jinki slid a slicked finger into him. Jinki moaned softly, tilting his head to the side as Jonghyun nipped at his neck harder and harder with each press of his finger inside of him. Jinki added another finger when he felt Jonghyun was ready for it but he was starting to feel dizzy and moving slowly was becoming more difficult. He quickly added a third and thrust them in and out of Jonghyun until he was moaning and whispering into his ear that he was ready. Jonghyun grabbed the condom next to them and pushed Jinki’s chest so he was laying down, picking up his glasses to re place them on Jinki’s face before ripping open the package and rolling the condom onto Jinki’s erection. Jinki hissed from the touch that wasn’t enough and tried to be patient as Jonghyun shifted so he was above Jinki’s erection. Jonghyun slowly sunk down until Jinki was fully seated inside of him and Jinki swore he blacked out from the feeling. Jonghyun whimpered, clawing at Jinki’s chest as his eyebrows furrowed.
“Holy fuck you are huge.” Jonghyun panted, slowly rocking his hips to try and get used to the feeling of Jinki inside of him.
Jinki gripped onto Jonghyun’s hips tightly and moved slowly with him, forcing his eyes open to look at Jonghyun and he was even more attractive than before. Jonghyun started to bounce on Jinki’s erection, moving up until only the tip was inside of him before dropping himself back down, causing them both to gasp and moan. Jonghyun dug his short nails into Jinki’s chest and he picked up the pace, getting louder as he did so. Jinki gripped Jonghyun’s waist harder, trying to thrust up into Jonghyun, not caring that his glasses fell off his face yet again to lay next to his head. Jonghyun arched his back and shifted just a bit so Jinki thrust up at just a slightly different angle that had him practically shouting and Jinki nearly came.
“Fuck, there Jinki. Fuck me harder.”
Jinki thrust his hips up harder, trying to make Jonghyun even louder and it seemed to do the trick as Jonghyun couldn’t seem to stay quite. Jonghyun quickly moved a hand down to pump his erection, moaning out incomprehensible words but Jinki could hear his name mixed in those. All it took was a few more thrusts and Jinki was coming harder than he ever has in his life, Jonghyun following him, shouting his name in a higher than normal pitch. Jinki felt like he was having an out of body experience when Jonghyun sat up on shaky legs to take the condom off and throw it into the waste basket next to him and collapsed next to Jinki, resting his head on his chest. Jinki looked down at Jonghyun and placed a hand on his head because he didn’t know what else to say.
“We should do this every time.” Jonghyun muttered.
Jinki liked that idea, he liked it a lot actually, “You still need to study you know.”
Jonghyun groaned and moved closer and Jinki could only laugh.
Paring: Jonghyun/Onew (Jongyu)
Rating: NC 17
Summary: Jinki has to be Jonghyun’s favorite tutor, hands down.
Jonghyun wouldn't consider himself stupid, no, he just wasn’t a genius or anything like that. His parents were always nagging at him to do better, to work harder, especially now that he was 18 and according to them he ‘still didn’t know what he was going to do later in life’. However, in reality, Jonghyun knew exactly what he was going to do, he was going to go a nice university for music, but of course that was an unacceptable option for his parents. They said he was too young to decide what his career was going to be himself, which was bullshit in Jonghyun’s opinion. They wanted him to become a doctor, like his father and grandfather because all of his family was in that field, even his mom was a nurse. However, Jonghyun hated that idea, there was absolutely no way that was going to happen, however his parents and him didn’t always see eye to eye. His parents stuck him into a private academy which was known for its academic excellence, hoping that Jonghyun would straighten up. The only issue was Jonghyun did not get into this academy through his good grades, but instead because his rich parents dumped money at the school to accept him. Jonghyun, was, at his best, ranking somewhere in the lower middle of his class, but usually he found himself somewhere in the middle of the bottom half. He wasn’t dead last, usually, but the test were always worded so strangely and they tried to trick him, making all that studying he did worthless. Then he would listen to his parents scold him, saying he doesn’t work hard enough; to which Jonghyun would sigh, say he will work harder, then shut himself into his room.
Jonghyun and his parents actually never seem to see eye to eye. Jonghyun could study more, he could maybe open his textbook quite a few more times and read a bit more thoroughly, however, he just felt like his social life was just as important so he would hide the parties he went to behind the title of ‘study groups’ or ‘review sessions’. He also would sneak people into his room to have a ‘study session’ of his own. However, his parents claim this isn’t helping him enough so they hire him a tutor but Jonghyun goes through them just as fast as they are hired. They never seem to last more than one session without Jonghyun firing them himself or complaining to his parents until they eventual replace him or her.
Jonghyun groans, leaning back on his bed and running his eyes, he swears his parents find him the ugliest tutors they can find. They could at least find someone hot, give him something to at least work with but no, that seemed to be an impossible task for them. He dragged himself out of bed to throw on his uniform, running a hand through his hair while he looked at himself in the mirror. He messed it up just enough then smirked at his reflection, moving his hand down to touch his jaw. Yea, dying his hair nearly white was a great idea, sure it had minor side effects like his mother nearly passed out when he came home with it but it was for the greater good. He grabbed his bag, putting it over his should as he walked out into the living space. He walked over to the kitchen and grabbed an apple from the basket on the island that sat on the counter, stopping after he shoved it into his mouth to look over at his mother, sitting on the white leather couch. He was surprised she was even home at this time, it must have been her day off.
“Jonghyun-ah, your father and I found you another tutor, this one is a bit older but he seems sweet,” She didn’t look up from the newspaper that she was reading, “He is currently attending Seoul National University so please don’t mess this up.” She looked up at her sun with a sharp, pointed look to exaggerate her words.
Jonghyun held up his hands, chewing the chunk of apple he had bitten off, “Alright damn mom, as long as he doesn’t suck.”
His mother’s eyes narrowed, “I mean it Kim Jonghyun, we are very lucky to have a man who is this intelligent taking time to tutor someone like you.”
Jonghyun gasped, putting a hand over his chest with mock pain, “Mother, that hurts.”
She pinched the bridge of her nose while her son put on his shoes, black snapback, and matching large framed Prada sunglasses, “Jonghyun please.”
Jonghyun rolled his eyes, waving his hand, “Yea, yea mom I’ll do my best.”
She sighed, not believing him, “Good, he will be here sometime tonight.”
Jonghyun wrinkles his nose, “Damn mom you move fast.”
“Kim Jonghyun!” Her voice cracked from the higher pitch it reached looking scandalized.
Jonghyun laughed, “Don’t worry mom, it is ok if you have a hard on for the guy!” He called, quickly closing the door to run down the building stairs, laughing all the way down.
He was breathing a bit heavy once he reached the bottom, winking at the women sitting at the front desk, making her blush the same color as her shirt. He chuckled, pulling his backpack more on his shoulder, nodding at the man who opened the front door for him, grunting back in greeting. The walk to school was always a boring one, but school was even more boring than the walk. Jonghyun sat, leaning back in his chair, as he stared out of the window as the clouds moved slowly. He began to wonder if that particular cloud was an upside down dog or a right side up palm tree when the teacher announced they were done, singling it was time for their lunch period. Jonghyun stood up with the rest of his classmates and filed out of the classroom.
It wasn’t more than twenty minutes later when Jonghyun pressed a boy against the walls of the boy’s bathroom, kissing him messily, pressing their waists closer together as the boy’s skinny legs wrapped themselves around his waist. He was around three years behind Jonghyun, well he thought anyways, he hadn’t even really caught his name. But none of that was really important when the boy dropped to his knees to give Jonghyun, notably, really good head. Jonghyun tilted his head back and groaned, thrusting his hips up, wanting to be in deeper but the boy moved back a bit to save himself from gagging. Jonghyun wasn’t going to have any of this however, he grabbed the back of his head, holding his black hair tightly so he couldn’t move while Jonghyun forced his erection into his mouth, effectively ‘fucking his face’. He came like that, whimpering because the way the boy slightly gagged on his erection, and the way his eyes became wet made Jonghyun come undone. Jonghyun pulled the boy up to kiss him with a bit too much tongue, smirking from the desperate look he got.
“Hey kid, you free later?”
Jinki never really saw himself as a good teacher, or honestly a teacher at all but he could use the money. He sighed and sat down on his couch at his apartment near his university, staring at his computer screen, re reading the flyer asking for a tutor for some high school kid. The pay was honestly way beyond what he was getting at his part time job and he would only have to see the kid a few times a week for two hours. However, something about tutoring some younger kid just didn’t seem like it was the best idea. He groaned and fell over on his couch, deciding to call the number to see what this was all about, he could at least do this. He sat up, pulling out his phone and dialing the number, listening it ring a few times before a woman answered it.
“Hello?”
Jinki sat up a bit more, “Ahh, hello, my name is Lee Jinki and I was calling about you needing a tutor.”
“Yes, it is for my son.” She started but suddenly so many questions about Jinki’s life suddenly became relevant to this conversation.
Jinki wrinkled his nose, this really does feel like a job interview. He told her his age, where he went to high school, what rank he was there, what he was doing now, where he lived, some of his hobbies, and if he was willing to have a criminal back ground check done on him. Fucking rich people.
She hummed, obviously getting all the answers she wanted from Jinki, “Alright then, and one last question, how tall are you?”
Jinki paused, what kind of question was this, “Uhm, is this a qualification?”
“No, not really.”
Rich people were really strange, “177 centimeters?” It came out as more of a question.
She chuckled, “Perfect. Are you able to come tomorrow? It would be most favorable if we are able to start immediately.”
Jinki nodded slowly, that was easy enough, “Yes that is alright. I just cannot arrive until late.”
“That is fine, Jonghyun doesn’t exactly have a curfew.”
Jinki hung up the phone after exchanging goodbyes and sighed deeply, he just hoped this would go better than he feared. At least they were going to give him a lot of money he supposed.
Jinki had stare down at the address that was texted to him for a few minutes, trying to memorize the numbers so when he looked back at the large building in front of him he was sure it was the correct one. He squinted when he looked up, the building seeming to stretch for miles into the sky, but of course that was incorrect. He rubbed his head as he walked to the door, looking a bit oddly at the man standing there who opened it for him. He bowed a bit and thanked him before going to the elevator and pressing the designated floor, rocking back and forth on his feet as it rose to his destination. Once the doors opened with a soft ‘ding’ and he exited it, both his eyebrows rose because even from this hallway he could tell extremely rich families had to live here. He felt a bit odd as he walked over to the door whose silver numbers matched the ones on his phone. He hesitated before knocking on the door and waiting a few moments before the door was opened. There was a woman in light blue scrubs with short black hair, he guessed this must have been the woman on the phone.
“Ahh, Jinki-ah you are here. Good, Jonghyun is in his room now, it is the last one down that hall.” She pointed in the direction then she grabbed her coat, “I am sorry but I was called into work so I can’t stay, but help yourself to any food or drinks.”
Jinki bowed, thanking her and watching her hastily leave the apartment that Jinki just now got a good look at. He sighed heavily, plush white carpets, expensive looking white leather furniture, expensive looking throw pillows with an open kitchen fully equipped with brand new appliances and granite counter tops. No wonder they were offering this much money. He moved towards where Jonghyun’s room was supposed to be, feeling a bit weird that he was just going to show up when he almost ran into a boy that was walking from that exact hallway. He took a step back to look at him. He had black hair, that was thoroughly messed up and lips that looked a bit too red and puffy to be normal. He smiled at Jinki before walking past him and leaving the apartment. Jinki paused, looking at the door, what was that? He continued down the hallway to the last door and knocking on it, hoping he got the right room and wasn’t knocking on the bathroom or something idiotic like that. A soft ‘come in’ confirmed that this probably was, in fact, the right door. He was not prepared for what he saw when he walked in however. He froze a foot inside of the room, staring at the other man, who probably was Jonghyun, as he pulled a shirt over his head. Jinki blinked a few times, that image of his toned back and sweat pants barley hanging on his small waist permanently burned into his mind. Jonghyun turned around and Jinki thought it was impossible for this man to get any better looking. His jaw was strong, his eyes large, and he could tell his chest was probably just as toned as that small piece of back he saw was.
Jonghyun waved at Jinki, now a bit closer, “Hello?”
Jinki snapped out of his thoughts and took a step back, “Ah, hello, I am Lee Jinki. I a-“
Jonghyun interrupted him, “You’re my new tutor?”
Jinki blinked, not expecting Jonghyun to cut him off, “Yes, I am.”
Jonghyun pursed his lips, looking up slightly at him and wrinkling his nose, shaking his head to walk over to his desk to grab some books. Jinki was confused but said nothing and following Jonghyun until he threw he books on his bed, which had blankets thrown every which way. He hesitated until Jonghyun patted the spot in front of him and sat back. Jinki sat down, slowly as his mind flashed back to that boy who looked a lot younger than both him and Jonghyun, did Jonghyun…?
His thought process was interrupted by Jonghyun starting to tell him about where he was in his classes. Jinki nodded, pushing his glasses closer onto his face as he leaned over, running his eyes over the words and nodding. He paused, eyes flickering up to see Jonghyun’s face was so close to his, his face blank besides a slightly quirked eyebrow. Jinki moved back, clearing his throat and fixing his glasses again before beginning his lesson, although he really didn’t have much prepared for the day. About an hour later Jonghyun fell back on his bed, groaning and kicking his books away. Jinki rose an eyebrow and looked at Jonghyun, what was he five?
“We should be done. I am hungry.” Jonghyun grumbled, rolling at of bed and walking towards his door before stopping, looking back, “are you coming?”
Jinki looked around quickly, realizing that there was actually no one else Jonghyun could be talking to so he stood up, “Yea.”
Jonghyun shook his head, walking out into the kitchen to eat a snack, offering Jinki some too who gladly indulged. They talked for a bit on the couch after eating, Jinki learned that Jonghyun was 18 years old, loved music, and played the guitar. Jonghyun discovered that Jinki didn’t get out much, he was pretty boring, keeping himself shut up in his apartment to study. However, they still didn’t know anything about each other but the generic facts acquaintances would know. Jinki was curious; he kept thinking back to that boy who looked, the only adjective that could come to Jinki’s mind, debauched. Jinki left before either of Jonghyun’s parents could come back, bowing awkwardly at the door then feeling himself smiling at Jonghyun’s laughter. He felt like maybe this job wouldn’t be all that bad after all.
The next time Jinki came to see Jonghyun was after his classes on Friday and he came prepared with a lesson this time. He followed the path he had memorized to Jonghyun’s luxurious home and knocked on the white door. He frowned when no one answered, looking down at his watch to see that no he was not early so Jonghyun should be there. He knocked again, only this time it was cut short by the door opening and all Jinki could see was a black tee-shirt. He looked up to see realize that the tee-shirt was on an unusually tall male, his lips full with a cigarette held between them. Jinki shuffled out of the way, feeling an odd sensation of déjà vu as he walked into the apartment and to Jonghyun’s room. He knocked on the door, hearing shuffling on the other side before a muffled ‘come in’ was heard. Jinki walked in and shut the door, stopping to see Jonghyun laying face first on his bed, head stuffed into his pillow. He was shirtless again, only this time Jinki was able to see his whole back, that deep dip in the center of his lower back and the little dimples below them, because his pants always seemed to just barley hang on his hips, causing him to swallow hard.
“Uhh Jonghyun-ssi?”
Jonghyun slowly sat up, running a hand through his hair and looking at Jinki, “Hey, you mind if I take a shower first? You can just chill here and whatever.”
Jinki shook his head, watching as Jonghyun stood up to stretch and he noticed that yes, Jonghyun’s front was just as good as his back. His eyes followed as Jonghyun rubbed his hand over his abs that seemed to just not be real.
Jonghyun looked a bit skeptical at Jinki, “You ok?”
Jinki jumped a bit from the words that were suddenly spoken and nodded quickly, “Yea, I’m fine.”
He tried to play it off smoothly but he felt his face heat up from Jonghyun’s smirk, however the way Jonghyun’s eyes fell then rose again, shamelessly checking Jinki out, caused Jinki’s face to heat up even more. Wait, was that a hicky on Jonghyun’s shoulder?
Jonghyun turned before Jinki could inspect further, “Thanks hyung, I will be back in a bit.” He waved a bit before disappearing into his personal bathroom.
Jinki couldn’t help but notice just a bit of a dark purple mark on Jonghyun’s hips, his sweatpants just barley concealing it. Did he have bruises on his hips? His mind went back to the tall man he had bumped into earlier and he felt a spike of arousal shoot through his body. Jinki wanted to die.
The lesson ran smoothly enough, as long as Jinki tried not to figure out what Jonghyun seemed to do every single day with different people, or was it only when Jinki came? He shook his head, trying to focus on helping Jonghyun understand a pretty simple concept actually but he just wasn’t getting it. Jonghyun groaned and pushed Jinki, a lot harder than he had expected, causing him to fall over on his bed.
“You are distracted so it is distracting me too.” Jonghyun leaned back on his hands, his legs loosely cross-legged.
Jinki sat back up, shaking his head, “I am not distracted so I don’t know what it is.”
Jonghyun scoffed, “Yea right, and I’m an idiot.”
Jinki rose both his eyebrows causing Jonghyun to glare at him and kick him a few times which ended in both of them laughing.
Jonghyun nudged him with his foot, “No really, what is your problem?” His head tilted to the side, a smirk on his face.
Jinki looked up from the text book, “I told you it is-“He paused halfway to just look at Jonghyun.
He was slightly leaning back, causing his fitted shirt to go up, showing only a small amount of dark hair from his happy trail, a smirk on his face while he looked at Jinki with those eyes. He knew exactly what Jinki’s problem was, that little shit.
Jinki waved his hand, “It’s nothing, and I’m actually fine Jonghyun-ssi.”
Jonghyun pouted, sitting back up and resting his head on his hands, looking back down at the text book when Jinki pointed to it to begin explaining the concept once again. Jinki decided to call it a day after a few hours into their studying, they both needed a mental break from this. Jonghyun thanked him and saw him to the door, chucking again at Jinki’s awkward goodbye before the door was shut.
Jinki tilted his head to the side, gripping his pillow tightly as his breath increased each time he ran his thumb over the head of his straining erection. He bit his bottom lip, feeling his body heating up at each passing second while he pumped his erection slowly. He wasn’t able to keep teasing himself as his arousal rose to dangerous levels so he started rubbing his erection faster, his hips moving up to effectively fuck his hand. He tilted his head back, tightening his grip and he cussed. He had originally just woken up with an erection, probably from some dream he couldn’t remember for the life of himself but it slowly morphed into something that was just so wrong.
“F-fuck. Jonghyun.”
The words came out before he could even think about what he was saying, he gasped when he realized it and from how his arousal spiked. He gripped the pillow his head was on tighter and moved his hand quicker, holding himself with a strong grip, imagining how tight Jonghyun would be around him. He felt his face heat up, but once the thoughts invaded his mind he couldn’t help but conjure up images of Jonghyun shirtless, those bruises on his hips, that deep purple mark on his neck and imagine that he was the cause of all that. He bucked up harder into his hand, his brow creasing and he couldn’t help but groan out loud, when he came hard on his hand. He laid still, breathing for a few moments while he came down from his high. After his normal brain functions returned to him he flushed a dark red, he just masturbated to the thought of fucking the high school boy he was tutoring. He quickly got up, stuffing himself back into his pajama pants to quickly get into the shower, avoiding his reflection and probably turning the water a couple of degrees too hot.
Jinki was actually dreading going to see Jonghyun, he was plagued with not only the fact he got off to the thought of fucking him, but he even managed to get hard in his class when he couldn’t stop thinking about it. He really didn’t want to pop a boner in the middle of teaching him math or something like that because wouldn’t that just be the coolest thing ever. He sighed however when he found himself in front of the familiar door and knocked once before just walking in, it seemed if he didn’t walk in some random male would probably just beat him to it. He looked around, frowning at how quite the apartment was but he shook it off and walked down to Jonghyun’s room like he did every time. He rose his fist to knock on the door but froze when he heard someone nearly scream but it was definably not one from pain. He swallowed hard, leaning a bit closer to the door, his member twitching in his pants because he could hear it, Jonghyun was literally fucking someone behind this door. He jumped from hearing another loud moan from the unfamiliar source but what really caught his attention was the groan that was most definably Jonghyun. He choked on air because it became quite and dear lord did Jonghyun just climax? He stayed rooted to that spot until he heard some shuffling then he realized the position he was in at the moment. He was standing with his ear to Jonghyun’s door, listening to the tail end of him fucking someone with his pants tented. Yea that would be great to be caught with. He quickly turned around and rushed as quietly as he could down the hall way and out of the door. He panicked, he didn’t know what to do so he waited down the hallway to try and calm down, trying to let his erection wilt and the blush on his face to die down. After a few long minutes he felt considerably better and he turned to see Jonghyun’s door open so he started to walk in that direction, to not seem suspicious. He glanced at the man and had to do a double take, he was extremely good looking. Short black hair and sharp eyes with just a hint of eye liner and he just had this air of superiority around him. Well of course Jonghyun could fuck something like that.
Jinki knocked on the door and Jonghyun actually answered it this time, a lazy smile on his face and his hair was a mess.
“Hey hyung.”
His voice was still rough from sex and fucking hell Jinki was getting hard.
Jinki managed to get out of the apartment without being teased and either Jonghyun didn’t notice something was up with Jinki or he wasn’t mentioning it. Jinki was certain it was the second one, that smirk he would give Jinki seemed to be too full of knowledge he shouldn’t have. However, much like every other time, Jonghyun showed him to the door and Jinki left like any other time, to return back to his apartment and try his hardest to not imagine he wasn’t fucking his fist but instead Jonghyun’s ass. This proved to be more difficult than Jinki originally thought.
Jinki was even more nervous than before the next time he rode the elevator up to Jonghyun’s floor, but Jonghyun’s mid-terms were coming up so under special request, and a bit of a raise, Jinki was coming by more often than before. Jinki could only recall what happened the last time he came to see Jonghyun and he swallowed hard, praying that for once he would walk in and Jonghyun was doing something a normal high school student would do, like playing video games and not fucking probably every good looking guy in his school. He went into Jonghyun’s apartment cautiously, his ears straining but he couldn’t hear anything so he walked in and went to Jonghyun’s room, honestly surprised he didn’t hear anything through the door. Feeling more confident, Jinki knocked on the door and only waited a few seconds before he heard a muffled ‘come in’. Jonghyun’s voice was weird but Jinki brushed it off and walked in, closing the door behind him, strength returning to him.
“Hey Jonghyun-ssi, I have a few sample exams for you and I feel like they-.”
Jinki slowly let his bag that he had started to take off fall to the floor, his eyes widening when he finally looked at Jonghyun, who was sitting at his desk chair, facing Jinki, with his dick in his hand. Jonghyun let out a soft moan, his hand moving slowly with an obvious light grip that was causing Jinki to feel frustrated.
“Fuck Jonghyun.”
Jonghyun smirked, his eyes slowly opening and they were so dark, “I think that was the first time you cussed hyung.”
Jinki heard Jonghyun speak it just didn’t register that those sounds he was hearing were actually words that might have been meant to be processed. “What?”
Jonghyun chuckled, hand never leaving his erection while he looked at Jinki with confidence that was border line annoying but honestly he had a reason to be, “You want to fuck me don’t you hyung?”
Jinki let out a breath he hadn’t known he had been holding because how could he just say that, sure it was true, but he said it out loud.
Jonghyun let go of himself, tucking himself back into his sweat pants to stand up and walk over to Jinki, looking slightly up while his hand run up the quickly forming tent in his jeans, “I want to see your cock hyung.”
Jinki opened his mouth so say something but Jonghyun simply touched his lips, effectively shutting him up and tugging Jinki to his bed so he could push him onto it and Jinki felt like he really should say something, anything, but he couldn’t form sentences when Jonghyun pushed their lips together. Jinki hadn’t kissed many people in his life but damn Jonghyun was by far the best, he pushed himself closer, enjoying the feeling of those lips on his and how could Jonghyun do that with his tongue?
Jonghyun pulled away, huffing a bit and a lazy smile crossed his face, oddly cute for the sexual tension between them, “You’re really cute.”
Jinki frowned but quickly felt his face heat up a bit, probably a bit pink, when Jonghyun pulled his shirt off to kiss down Jinki’s chest, not giving particular attention to anything until he mouthed at the tent in Jinki’s jeans.
Jonghyun moaned and Jinki struggled to breathe, “Fuck you’re huge.”
Jonghyun let his tongue run across the denim before undoing the button of his pants then pulled down the zipper with his teeth and Jinki swore Jonghyun was probably the single most hottest thing Jinki had ever seen in his life. He propped himself up on his elbows so he could look down and watch Jonghyun tug off his jeans then fully pull off his underwear and he just stared for a few moments, causing Jinki’s face to heat up. Jinki opened his mouth to say something, wiggling a bit under Jonghyun’s stare but the younger leaned down to run his tongue over the head of his erection and Jinki’s body stopped moving. He gasped, hips easing up to try and get closer to Jonghyun’s plump lips. Jonghyun smirked, chuckling before parting his lips and taking the tip of Jinki’s erection into his mouth and he just sucked so hard Jinki had to close his eyes, fisting the bed sheets beneath him. Jonghyun took in as much as he could before he started to bob his head, running his tongue against the underside and moaning like it was the best fucking thing he had ever had in his mouth. Jinki threw his head back, hips thrusting up and forcing more of his erection into Jonghyun’s mouth who gagged a bit and had to pull back. That did not discourage Jonghyun, instead it did the opposite. Jonghyun pushed Jinki’s hips against the bed and slowly bobbed his head on Jinki’s erection, causing Jinki to whimper because of the pace, until Jonghyun could take nearly the entire thing into his mouth. Jinki threw his head back, moaning loudly and trying to force his hips up but Jonghyun wouldn’t let him. Jinki hasn’t received many blow jobs in his life but he was sure no one on this planet could suck dick like Jonghyun could. His tongue ran over every part of Jinki’s dick as his head bobbed and how he just deep throated Jinki every single time, it was starting to make Jinki feel crazed. Jonghyun removed one of his hands to run his hand over Jinki’s balls, making soft muffled moans and Jinki had to bite his fist to not scream.
Jonghyun moved his head back so Jinki’s erection slowly slipped from his mouth, but he just moved to lick over the base down his balls only back up to run over the tip. “Fuck your cock is hot.”
Jinki wasn’t sure how to speak at all let alone how to reply to Jonghyun’s compliment, especially when he spoke so close to his erection that his lips brushed the tip. Jonghyun gave a few last sucks to the tip before moving back up Jinki’s body to kiss him with more desperation than before and with so much more tongue. Jonghyun pulled away so they both could breath, picking back up Jinki’s glasses that had fallen off his face to put them back on his face and he smiled.
“You want to fuck me?”
Jinki wasn’t sure how Jonghyun could smile like and say such lewd words but he found himself nodded, gasping out “yes.”
Jonghyun smirked, shifting so he could pull his sweatpants off, leaving them both naked. He hovered over Jinki and let their erections rub against each other causing them both to moan.
“Shit Jinki,” Jonghyun panted, licking over his bottom lip and repeating the motion, moaning again, “fuck, you’re going to fuck me so deep.” He hummed.
Jinki gripped onto Jonghyun’s hips tightly because he didn’t know what else to do with his hands and he felt like he was going to fall through the bed if he wasn’t grounded somehow. He thrust up, trying to get more friction to his erection. Jonghyun hushed him, even though he said nothing, and moved away from him, smiling. He returned quickly however with a condom and a bottle of something that Jinki could only guess was lube. Jonghyun straddled Jinki and was about to pour the liquid onto his fingers when Jinki sat up and took it from him, not meeting eye contact. Jonghyun smiled, putting his arms around Jinki’s neck and kissing his jaw slowly until he gasped when Jinki slid a slicked finger into him. Jinki moaned softly, tilting his head to the side as Jonghyun nipped at his neck harder and harder with each press of his finger inside of him. Jinki added another finger when he felt Jonghyun was ready for it but he was starting to feel dizzy and moving slowly was becoming more difficult. He quickly added a third and thrust them in and out of Jonghyun until he was moaning and whispering into his ear that he was ready. Jonghyun grabbed the condom next to them and pushed Jinki’s chest so he was laying down, picking up his glasses to re place them on Jinki’s face before ripping open the package and rolling the condom onto Jinki’s erection. Jinki hissed from the touch that wasn’t enough and tried to be patient as Jonghyun shifted so he was above Jinki’s erection. Jonghyun slowly sunk down until Jinki was fully seated inside of him and Jinki swore he blacked out from the feeling. Jonghyun whimpered, clawing at Jinki’s chest as his eyebrows furrowed.
“Holy fuck you are huge.” Jonghyun panted, slowly rocking his hips to try and get used to the feeling of Jinki inside of him.
Jinki gripped onto Jonghyun’s hips tightly and moved slowly with him, forcing his eyes open to look at Jonghyun and he was even more attractive than before. Jonghyun started to bounce on Jinki’s erection, moving up until only the tip was inside of him before dropping himself back down, causing them both to gasp and moan. Jonghyun dug his short nails into Jinki’s chest and he picked up the pace, getting louder as he did so. Jinki gripped Jonghyun’s waist harder, trying to thrust up into Jonghyun, not caring that his glasses fell off his face yet again to lay next to his head. Jonghyun arched his back and shifted just a bit so Jinki thrust up at just a slightly different angle that had him practically shouting and Jinki nearly came.
“Fuck, there Jinki. Fuck me harder.”
Jinki thrust his hips up harder, trying to make Jonghyun even louder and it seemed to do the trick as Jonghyun couldn’t seem to stay quite. Jonghyun quickly moved a hand down to pump his erection, moaning out incomprehensible words but Jinki could hear his name mixed in those. All it took was a few more thrusts and Jinki was coming harder than he ever has in his life, Jonghyun following him, shouting his name in a higher than normal pitch. Jinki felt like he was having an out of body experience when Jonghyun sat up on shaky legs to take the condom off and throw it into the waste basket next to him and collapsed next to Jinki, resting his head on his chest. Jinki looked down at Jonghyun and placed a hand on his head because he didn’t know what else to say.
“We should do this every time.” Jonghyun muttered.
Jinki liked that idea, he liked it a lot actually, “You still need to study you know.”
Jonghyun groaned and moved closer and Jinki could only laugh.