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It’s been a year since Jaemin graduated, the same time he started dating Jeno openly. The first time they didn’t have to date secretly or go somewhere far away from everyone’s eyes— they felt like they were finally dating properly. It looked like it was the first time they’re going out when in reality they’ve been together for three years already. It was new, it was fun and it was the best thing ever.
But if you’re going to ask Jeno, the best part of it all is when he started living with the younger. Being able to wake up next to him, having breakfast with him, leaving for work with a kiss and a good luck and making love to him almost every night is what makes his life a whole lot better. He never knew he’d find someone he’ll love more than swimming.
“Babe, you’re gonna be late for work!” Jaemin yells at his boyfriend who is still upstairs in their bedroom, hurrying in putting on his clothes that the younger has so kindly prepared for him.
“Coming.” His boyfriend yells back once he’s done ruffling his still damp hair just to give it a little drying.
When Jeno descends from the stairs, his eyes immediately catch sight of Jaemin’s dressed up state. He eyes his choice of outfit suspiciously since he’s used to seeing the younger in just his stolen shirt from last night’s activity— not really having the need to get ready early in the morning like Jeno since he works from home.
Today, Jaemin is unusually wearing a pair of black yoga leggings that makes his legs look longer and a sports bra hidden under his training jacket. If Jeno is only not in a rush, he would love to bend his boyfriend over the dining table and rip his leggings to lap at his hole for his breakfast instead. He immediately shakes the thought away because he can’t afford to get hard when he's gonna be late for work.
“You’re in a...sportswear. What’s up?” Jeno comments as he sits down on the chair to wait for his real breakfast. Now, there’s nothing wrong if Jaemin decides to wear something else than his forgotten shirt from last night. But the younger in a sportswear is as unusual as Popeyes selling a Mcdonald’s. It means that Jaemin has never worn one until today because he hates exercising and anything related to that. The closest thing to exercise that he does is fucking and that’s it. Sometimes, Jeno wonders how Jaemin even passed his P.E class. Maybe out of love.
Jaemin places a plate of light sandwich in front of Jeno before sitting across him to eat his salad.
“I’m going to the gym today!” The younger says all too brightly that has the older looking at him with his mouth agape and face in complete confusion, doubting if it’s really Jaemin in front of him. “Hey, you should dry your hair.” Jaemin naturally changes the topic as if he didn’t just say something weird.
“It’ll dry itself.”
“You might catch a cold.” Jaemin frowns at his boyfriend. When he sees that he won’t do anything about it, he drops his fork and stands up to get a small towel. He comes back with one and carefully wraps it around Jeno’s head.
“Leave it there for awhile.” The younger instructs and Jeno nods dutifully.
“Thanks darling.” When Jaemin is back on his seat he opens up the topic about gym again since he got sidetracked with his wet hair. “Since when did you take interest in going to the gym? You won’t even do ten push ups with me.” Jeno snorts but Jaemin just glares at him.
“Since you’ve been fucking me for more than two rounds! I feel like I have to work out to match your stamina. I was barely awake when we did it for the third time last night.” Jaemin complains with his mouth moving fast like he’s rapping accompanied with hand actions that Jeno finds endearing.
“You don’t have to match my stamina. I’d gladly do all the work for you, fuck you even when you sleep, darling.” Jeno smirks knowing that he’s right— that Jaemin is his pillow princess.
The thing is, Jaemin lied. He actually likes being Jeno’s precious doll that he can fuck whenever and however. The way that he can just prettily lie down as he lets his boyfriend wreck him is an unspoken kink between them. So really, he doesn’t need to go to the gym to match Jeno’s stamina.
It’s something else.
“I know, but I just wanna start moving my muscles too, you know. I’m too cooped up in this house, sitting and lying down all the time is not good for me.”
“You're only realizing it now? I’ve been telling you that ever since and you never listen.” Jeno flicks his forehead weakly yet he acts like it hurts with an ow!
“I was listening. I just took too long to obey you.” Jaemin pouts cutely. “You’ll drop me off at the gym, right?”
“Of course, darling.”
“I was wondering when you would come.” Mark, the owner of the small gym Jeno frequents at, comes out from the staff room. He’s also Haechan’s husband for everyone’s knowledge. They got married right after they graduated in Haechan’s persistence of course and Mark is just too much of an ‘okay guy’ to refuse and convince his boyfriend to do it after they become more stable at least.
“Sorry. I couldn’t let go of my boyfriend without sucking him off.” Jaemin shamelessly admits as he walks to the locker room.
“Keep it PG please.” He receives a displeased look from the older but he only rolls his eyes because he knows the truth that Mark is just as nasty. He once caught his best friend and his husband doing it at the gym.
“Wow, I never thought I’d see the Na Jaemin in a gym.” He hears a clap and a familiar beautiful voice that could only belong to his one and only best friend.
“I could say the same to you Hyuck.” Jaemin takes off his training jacket and hangs it before closing his locker to face the married couple.
“But I don’t go here to exercise.” Yeah you go here to get fucked.
“Whatever. You’re joining me starting from now on.” He smiles wickedly as he drags him to the bench so they can sit while Mark gives them an overview of how the training will be.
“So you wanted to work on your chest, is that right Jaemin?” He nods enthusiastically as a reply. He’s actually quite excited contrary to his beliefs. “And...you don’t want us to tell Coach Lee? I mean Jeno.” Mark is still having a hard time calling his old professor casually by his name but he’s trying his best since he is his friend’s boyfriend.
“Yeah. If he asks, just tell him that we’re doing basic beginner’s exercises.”
“Ohh. Is this a surprise for your boyfriend?” Haechan teasingly nudges his side.
“Shh. You’re going to shop bras with me later after this.” He whispers so Mark wouldn’t hear in case Haechan decides to surprise his husband too. They both giggle at the thought of wearing lingerie for their partners until Mark calls them where the bench presses are.
“Alright. Let’s do a little stretching first before we move on to the bench press. We don’t wanna strain a muscle here.” Mark finalizes with a clap and Jaemin gets on to it right away. He’s always been good at stretching because of his very flexible body that Jeno always puts to good use.
Jaemin did his exercises diligently even if it was hard, while Haechan didn’t even last long and quit after lifting two rounds of fifteen pound barbell with the help of his husband. He’s thankful that he has a naturally fit body so he didn’t have to do any more than this. He just needs to work on his chest and he’s good to go.
Jaemin has never put so much effort into something else before, not even when he was in Jeno’s swimming class— the most effort he did that time was to look pretty. But despite the ache in his arms and the sweat decorating his forehead, he continues to lift the fifteen kilogram barbell just for his boyfriend who’s lowkey obsessed with his chest.
It’s not really a surprising thing as Jeno’s foreplay always includes chest play. He’s the type to play with his lover’s breasts first until they cum before he actually fucks them. But lately, his thing for chests must have grown when he unconsciously starts to play with one of Jaemin’s mounds even out of sex and even at their most innocent moments his hand still makes it way to fondle the pair of softness.
So for their upcoming anniversary, Jaemin decided to surprise Jeno with a much better tits to offer and maybe put to light his not-so-secret fetish.
Good morning darling
I’m sorry I can’t give you a lift to the gym today
We have an early swimming practice
Message me when you get up I’m gonna book you a grab
I love youu
Jaemin wakes up to a note stuck on his phone. His boyfriend’s messy handwriting immediately makes him smile and he never forgets to message him as he was told to do.
Good morning
I can book a grab on my own yk
I know but I wanna do it bcs you always forget to send me the driver’s details
How was your sleep?
So protective haha
It was good bcs I slept with your cock in me 🥺
Alright let’s stop here
I don’t want to get a boner while I’m wearing my trunks
Have fun in the gym darling
I will thank you
I love you too
Jaemin is sporting his usual gym clothes with his holdall in his right hand while he waits for the grab car that Jeno booked for him outside their house. The car didn’t take too long to arrive and the trip to Mark’s gym was also short. The exercise routines Mark gives him gets harder and harder but he has gotten used to it now and even found joy in it that he understands his gym junkie boyfriend a little bit better now.
Funny thing is, it’s been three months since Jaemin started this whole ‘Operation: make my boobies bigger’ but he and his boyfriend have not once gone to the gym together. Jeno has insisted it once but Jaemin refused profusely, making up excuses just so he won’t spoil the surprise. Since then, Jeno has never asked him again.
“I think we can stop now, Jaemin. You’ve been such a diligent trainee. You were able to produce such good results in a short amount of time and I’m so proud of you.” Mark says, very well pleased as he and Jaemin stood before the floor to ceiling mirrors in the gym, assessing the growth and progress of his training.
“Yeah, I think this is okay now.” Jaemin hums contentedly as he examines his chest with his hands. “Thank you so much for helping me Mark.” He embraces the older in a loose hug and pulls away soon after.
“Alright, I’ll be at the back if you need anything. Haechan is almost here. He brought us some brunch.”
When Mark is gone, Jaemin takes off his training jacket and is left with nothing but the sluttiest sports bra a man can ever wear for his top. He took some mirror selfies in it while posing sexily for the camera. He also took normal selfies while squishing his breasts with his two arms so it will protrude even more. He was too engrossed in his little photo shoot to notice his best friend watching him the whole time.
“Wow, look at those pecs.” Haechan says, accompanied by a wolf-whistle, and that was the only time Jaemin has noticed his presence. Jaemin whips his head and gives his best friend a brief glance before going back to his business.
“What did Jeno say? After we bought all those bras, you never told me anything.” Haechan pouts before joining him for pictures.
“That’s because nothing happened yet. He hasn’t seen my chest since.” Jaemin explains and closes his camera tab, satisfied with the hundreds of pics he took.
“Really? Not even touch?”
“Nope.”
“Then what about when you have sex?”
“I keep the shirt on and I always make sure I wear my loose shirts so he won’t notice a thing.” Jaemin smirks as he remembers the pitiful look on his boyfriend whenever he swats his hands away from his chest or whenever he refuses to remove his shirt during sex.
Haechan gasps. “You’re so cruel Jaemin!”
“What’s cruel is me working out every 9AM five times a week just for his goddamn breast fetish!” Jaeminisn’t really complaining though because he’d go through such lengths for his boyfriend whom he knows does the same for him and more.
“Maybe you should rile him up a bit. Send him one of those pictures you took just awhile ago.” Haechan suggests naughtily.
“You’re a genius!” Jaemin gives him an approving look then opens his phone back once again.
A naughty grin graces his face as he carefully chooses the photo he’s going to send to his boyfriend. He sure took tons and all of them looked good to Jaemin that he’s quite having a hard time at choosing. Haechan runs out of patience and he takes the matter to his own hands by clicking a random photo and quickly pressing send before Jaemin can even react.
It was a picture of Jaemin groping his left boob sensually. It’s the perfect picture.
Not even a minute has passed and the little one on the side of the picture has already disappeared, a proof that Jeno has already seen the message. The two friends hold their breaths, eyes never leaving the screen as they wait for the reply. But there’s no sign of Jeno typing anything and it makes Jaemin giggle internally. It worked!
A few minutes later, Jeno finally replied.
What are you doing?
Jaemin giggles. Their anniversary is still in a week but it wouldn't hurt if he does his surprise a little earlier.
Showing you my progress?
So after 3 months u finally decided to show me what have u been up to
at the gym?
And with just a lewd pic?
Did you like it?
I’ve been growing my boobs just for you
I thought you didn’t like me touching it
I just dont wanna ruin the surprise
I know how much you love my tits
You and your breast fetish...
Don’t all men love tits?
Maybe for straight guys but idk for gays
Aren’t gays mostly into ass?
I like both
But which do you like better?
My tits or ass?
Does it matter when I like you most?
Sap!
You sure you don’t like this better?
[insert another selca]
Ur such a little minx
You know I still have a class
I know but ur the professor you have the call to cancel ur class
Darling...
I can’t just do that
Forget the surprise then!
Wait jaemin
Jeno lets out an incredulous laugh when his boyfriend actually leaves him on read. It’s been a rough three months for him. With Jaemin refusing to take off his shirt during sex and swatting his hands away before it can even touch his breast has been a pure torture to him. He never asked why the younger acted like that and simply stopped in case he actually found it uncomfortable. But of course his boyfriend was just being the vixen that he is.
Jeno looks at his students and examines the whole situation of his class— biting his lip with contemplation. He’s seriously considering ending his class abruptly. There’s twenty minutes left before it all ends but he doesn’t think the tent forming in trunks can wait for that long.
They seem to be doing fine. He shrugs nonchalantly. His job be damned. He is a man in need.
“Alright! Class is over. We can continue this next week. Practice your breathing techniques if you have time.” He says in a hurry and his students give him a puzzled look because Coach Lee Jeno takes his job seriously. Nevertheless, they seem to be happy with it so all is good as long as both parties are benefiting from it.
I’m omw home
Jaemin sees his message but doesn’t reply. It’s okay because he knows his darling must be in a hurry preparing his surprise. He’ll drive slowly and ignore his raging boner just so he can give him a lil bit more time. Maybe he’ll just stare at the selfies his boyfriend sent him while hoping he doesn’t get into a car accident for being too horny.
It was dark and quiet when Jeno gets home. Almost as if no one is there except for the fact that he saw Jaemin’s rubber shoes from this morning scattered in the doorway. With quick big strides, he reaches their room in less than a minute. The door creaks creepily as he opens it and his breath hitches at the sight that greets him.
Their room is dimly lit with the main lights turned off while his boyfriend sexily lies on his right side in the middle of the bed, clad in one of Jeno’s dress shirts with two buttons unopened, showing a bit of his cleavage. Jeno licks his lips with want for his darling who glows ethereally with the orange hues coming from the electric candelabra he bought online a month ago.
“Hi.” Jaemin greets him too innocently.
“Hello, darling.” Jeno greets back as he doesn’t waste his time, coming forward to finally give Jaemin a kiss. It’s just a soft and wet kiss that ended too quickly. They can kiss all they want later, Jeno still has a gift to unwrap.
Jaemin lies down on his back and beckons Jeno to come forward. The older easily complies and straddles the younger while his gaze remains focused on the main event. Jaemin giggles at his boyfriend’s eagerness.He really tested his patience in the whole course of three months.
“So this wasn’t about boosting your stamina all along, huh?”
“You know I never cared for that.”
“That’s true, but seriously what made you do this, hmn?” Jeno asks as he lets his finger dangerously thread along the hem of Jaemin’s collar. He doesn’t do more than that and waits for his boyfriend’s signal to take off his shirt.
Jaemin pinches Jeno’s big nose. “I told you it’s because of your breast fetish!”
The older furrows his brows, “Do I really have that? I think I only love boobs a normal amount though?”
Jeno’s response makes Jaemin scoff. “Normal amount my ass. The first time we had sex you assaulted my poor tits so much it was swollen and erected for days I had to wear loose tops!” He hits his chest lightly and adds, “And is groping my chest outside the bed at any given chance, normal?”
The older scratches his head in embarrassment. He can’t even deny it because Jaemin is actually right. He just needs to accept that he’s really into tits a psychotic amount. It’s not just any tits though, just his darling’s.
“I choose not to be normal then.”
Jaemin is pleased to hear his boyfriend surrender so he proceeds to the next event and reaches for the nightstand. He opens the top drawer for a small bottle of oil and takes it out once his hand collides with the glass. He carefully gives it to Jeno and asks him cheekily, “Unwrap your present and give it some love, hmn?”
Jeno immediately gets the message and in a flash, with his adept hands, he opens the buttons of his shirt to finally get a look at his boyfriend’s chest that he hasn’t seen in what felt like ages. Once he’s done, he spreads out the front panels and reveals a sight that knocks out all senses in him.
“Do you like it?” Jaemin shakes his bralette covered tits and Jeno could only nod dumbly as he stares at the white thin lace that leaves nothing to the imagination.
“Fuck darling. This is all for me?”
“Yes babe. All for you.” The younger presents his beautiful mounds to the older and the latter doesn’t waste any more of his time. He sets the oil aside first and puts his large and veiny hands on top of each mounds. He revels into the wonderful feeling of having it in his hands again before he gropes it in eagerness making Jaemin moan in pleasure.
“F-fuck! Do it more.”
The older complies and kneads Jaemin’s chest in utter bliss. It is big, firm yet soft to the touch. It is perfect al dente if he’s going to compare it to pasta. “You’re so perfect darling, so perfect for me. Your cunt is made to take my cock and your tits fit perfectly in my hands. I can’t get enough of you.” Jeno growls madly at the sudden intense feelings for his boyfriend. He loves him so much, so much that his heart feels like it would burst any moment. Then a ripping sound spoils the grunts and moans that filled the room. Jaemin’s lace bralette has been torn into two.
“That was new!” Jaemin pouts in disappointment.
“I’ll buy you more.” Is all what Jeno says to placate his boyfriend before he takes one of his breasts in his mouth.
“Ah! J-jeno!” The younger cries out in pleasure when the hot cavern of his boyfriend envelops his mound. Jeno puts it wholly in his mouth and swirls his tongue around it and then inhales it like a vacuum. He continues to do it until he’s satisfied and does the same to the other mound.
By the time he’s done, Jaemin’s nipples stand erect and draws Jeno in to latch his lips into one of it. He sucks on the hardened nub and moans at the feeling, the vibration making the younger writhe in so much pleasure. “Ah ah hngg ahh J-jeno ahh...”
While he’s busy sucking one nipple, he uses his fingers to tweak the other nipple and give it an equal amount of pleasure. He shifts from one nipple to another, sucking and grazing it with his teeth until the areola is swollen and darker in color.
“If I suck hard enough, will milk come out of it?” Jeno asks. And how Jaemin wishes he’d actually lactate.
“You’ll have to put a baby in me first.”
“I’d do that some other time. But now, I would like to fuck your tits. Can I do that?” Jaemin moans at the thought of it. He finds it so hot that a man like him is able to give his boyfriend a titty fuck.
“Please.” Jaemin pleads.
Jeno kisses his lips first before he takes off his clothes to free his raging cock. He thinks first on what he should do next because it’ll be his first time too. Then an idea crosses his mind which slightly makes his cock twitch. He silently gathers spit in his mouth and releases it directly to Jaemin’s tits.
“W-what are you doing?” The younger asks in humiliation. He’s never been spat on before.
“Lubing it up.” Jeno replies with a smirk.
“Use the oil. Saliva will just dry on my skin.”
“Then I’ll just cover it thouroughly with my spit.” Jaemin’s eyes widen when his body and heart positively responds to what just Jeno said. He might put a new kink into his list soon.
Jeno gathers more spit than the last time and lets it fall down sensually to the set of boobs in front of him. He doesn’t stop until the whole chest is covered and glistening in thick copious amount of saliva.
“Shit. You’re so beautiful Jaemin.” He manages to say despite the dryness in his mouth.
“J-just fuck me n-now.”
Jeno places his cock in the cleft of Jaemin’s chest. Then the younger pushes his breasts towards the center so it hugs the shaft perfectly. It was tight, hot and sticky. Profanities and grunts kept on falling from the older’s mouth.
Jeno starts to move finally and the couple take pleasure in their newly found kinks. The glide was smooth due to the saliva and the image of his cock moving in and out of Jaemin’s big breasts is just so arousing that he took a short video of it as a memoir.
To add more pleasure, Jaemin cranes his neck forward so the tip of Jeno’s cock can enter his mouth and touch the pad of his tongue. It was only made possible because of the older’s other worldly long and girthy cock.
“Fucking hell. I’m close.” Jeno declares as his thrusts become more aggressive. Jaemin tries his best to suck on the tip when it comes close to him so the older can reach his climax faster.
When Jeno feels he’s close to climaxing, he takes off his cock in between two beautiful mounds and inserts it into Jaemin’s mouth instead. He releases loads of cum for the younger to drink and Jaemin gulps it all happily. He even licks the softening cock clean, never letting a single drop go to waste.
“That was fucking amazing.” Jeno says in between his heavy breathing. Jaemin just smiles softly at him with sleepy eyes and that’s when he noticed his boyfriend came twice already, untouched. It arouses him for a moment before he gets a hold of himself. He can’t ask for more. His darling must be spent already.
“Thank you for this wonderful surprise darling. I love you.” He kisses Jaemin’s forehead and shifts him comfortably on the bed. “Now, sleep.”
Jaemin tries to fight back his sleep so he doesn’t forget the last event of his surprise. “Warm my tits while you sleep pwease? Love you too.” He says before slumber completely takes over him.
Jeno almost falls off the bed when he hears it but happily obliges and latches his mouth into one of the nubs. Maybe if he sucks it until morning, he will be blessed with some milk.