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Knock knock. "Hyung?"
Jin looked up from his journal to find Jeongguk peeking through the doorway to his and Yoongi's room, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape in that stupid expression he always does. "Yes, Kookie?" Jin set his journal aside.
"Can you give-give-give-give me a massage..?"
Weird, Jeongguk never asked for a massage from anyone besides Taehyung; however, Seokjin wasn't going to deny him, especially since he appeared to really be hurting. Ever since he'd started going to the gym regularly, he was always aching. "Of course, Jeongguk, come in."
The door opened wider and Jeongguk shuffled in with his fingers wiggling and an uneasy chuckle exhaling out of his mouth like a breath; Jin got up from the bed and straightened out the sheets so he could lay down, which he did, first taking off his sweater. "You'll need to take off your other clothes, too. I can't massage you properly with clothes on," Seokjin laughed lightly.
Jeongguk lowered his head and pulled his shirt off in one smooth movement, then unbuttoning his pants and shucking them off his legs, kicking them over to the side next to his shirt. Jin had tried not to watch, but it was hard, especially when he knew what Jeongguk looked like in boxer briefs; curvy hips, broad shoulders, big arms and wide chest, toned stomach... Jin didn't let his eyes wander any farther. "Bed," He patted the mattress and Jeongguk complied, laying on his tummy with his arms spread out from his sides, giving Seokjin room to straddle his butt, which was very comfortable. "Your butt is like a seat cushion, Jungkookie," He began to massage his neck and shoulders.
"Don't say that, Jin-hyung, I'll feel self-conscious about it..." Jeongguk muttered.
"Why? It's not a bad thing to have a big butt,"
Jin worked at Jeongguk's upper back and moved one hand steadily down to his lower back, just above the waistband of his underwear. The other hand soon joined it, squeezing his sides and rubbing his thumbs deeply through the tissue on either side of the dip of his spine; he could hear Jeongguk sighing, but when he pushed the heel of his hand down into the curve of his back, he hissed, "That hurts, hyung..."
"It's going to, Kookie," Jin moved that motion up his spine and then back down, turning up his mouth and sitting back. "This would be easier with lotion,"
"L-lotion-lotion?" Jeongguk repeated.
"Yeah, so I don't pull your skin,"
Seokjin reached off his bed to the drawer of his desk and took out the bottle of Estée Lauder lotion he kept in there and popped the cap, squeezing some onto his hands and then going back to massaging Jeongguk's arms and legs. He couldn't help but notice the thick bulge between his thighs that peeked out past his butt; Jin felt his cheeks turn red and looked away, but every once in a while his eyes would dart back to it, his fingers twitching with the urge to touch it. "Your underwear is so tight, Jeongguk," He sat up and tried not to make it obvious that he was getting kind of turned on.
Since Jungkook had his head turned to the side, Jin could see the red flush on his cheeks as he replied, "Uhm, re-really?"
"Mhm, you can see everything,"
Jeongguk shifted beneath him, reaching his hands behind him to pull at his boxers in order to prevent his ass from being so visible. "I'm sorry hyung, I don't like when-when-when my underwear makes wrinkles in my pants..."
"It's okay, Jeongguk, I liked the view,"
Jeongguk covered his face with his hand, not replying. Seokjin laughed a little and kept massaging him, practically lying on top of him so that he could reach his hands to rub with a gentle touch. With his ears so close to Jeongguk's mouth, he could hear him breathing out little mewls and whines— not at all uncommon with him since he acted very much like his favourite animal, but these were softer, more pleasured sounding, and it had Jin wanting to find out if he could get him to make any more noises like that. "Jungkookie, get on your back," He whispered, sitting up after he did so.
Without a word, Jeongguk wiggled around until he was lying on his back, one hand pulling at the crotch of his underwear, the other behind his head with his face buried in the crook of his elbow; as much as he tried to hide it, the blush on his cheeks had spread down to his chest. Jin saw it well and said, "You're so cute, Jeongguk; I could just eat you all up,"
"S-stop, Jin-hyung... you're making me feel embarrassed..." Jeongguk sat up and began to try and leave, but Seokjin stopped him with a hand to his chest, leaning towards him.
"I'm not done yet, Jungkookie, I still—"
A nearly inaudible whimpering sound coming from Jeongguk stopped Jin in his tracks and he furrowed his brows the smallest bit, looking down to find Jeongguk with his hands covering his lap and his fingers wiggling, a nervous sniffle scrunching up his nose. "I feel really hot," He said in a soft tone.
"Do you have a fever?" Jin asked, feeling his forehead with his forearm.
It was kind of warm, but not enough to be a fever, which was only confirmed when Jeongguk said, "I feel-feel-feel tight, down here," With one hand, he motioned to his lower torso.
Seokjin tried not to seem flustered; was his maknae... turned on? "Jeongguk, can I see?" He asked, brushing his fingers over Jungkook's hands.
Seeming somewhat hesitant, Jeongguk gave a small nod and moved his hands, allowing Jin to see that yes, he was indeed horny— from what? Seokjin hadn't really done anything that would qualify as sexual... Was Jeongguk really just that sensitive? "You got a boner just from that?" He whispered, not really meaning for Jeongguk to hear.
"Boner..?" Jeongguk asked. "I hear that a lot, but I don't know what it means,"
"No one's ever told you?"
Jeongguk shook his head. Seokjin sighed inwardly, mentally reminding himself to scold the others later for leaving Jungkook in the dark before explaining to Jeongguk, "What your dick is doing now? How hard and sensitive it is?"
He paused to allow Jeongguk to take in what he was saying, waiting for him to nod so he could continue. "That happens when it is touched, or you think, see, or hear something sexual, or just whenever. It's called an erection, boner, hard-on, arousal, whatever, there's many different names for it, but that's essentially what it is,"
"It's not bad, right?"
"No, only if it happens in public,"
"I..." Jeongguk shifted and pulled at the front of his boxers, causing the outline of his dick to be less noticeable and helping Jin to be less on edge. "Get them a lo-lo-lo-lot when I'm in the shower, and when I see the others without clothes on,"
Jin swallowed in a sort of comical way and willed himself to calm down and not get noticeably horny, but when he heard what Jeongguk said next there was no way he couldn't— "When I see you in tight pants, hyung, it happens, too,"
'Shit,' Jin thought urgently; how was he supposed to respond to that? The first thing that popped out of his mouth was: "What do you do when that happens?"
Smiling but in a way that he would do when he was nervous, Jeongguk diverted his eyes and lowered his head the slightest bit. "I... haven't really done anything, when I get a... b-boner,"
A part of Seokjin was saying that his luck couldn't get any better, while the other part was in disbelief that Jeongguk was twenty years old and didn't know what a boner was. "Do you want me to show you what I do?" At this point, he was running on impulse.
Jeongguk nodded. Jin could feel his breathing become heavier as he instructed Jeongguk to take his underwear off, which they both did, Seokjin both surprised and not that Jungkook had a big dick— he was handsome, smart, and good at everything, so why wouldn't he also have a six inch dick that was also so fucking thick Jin couldn't even imagine what it felt like to be stretched by it. "Jesus," He unwittingly commented aloud.
"Am I bad?" Jeongguk closed his legs a little.
"No, you're... really good," Jin tried not to sound creepy.
Jeongguk reached out as though to touch Jin's, saying as his hand came to a stop just before it made contact, "Your dick is b-bi-bi-big too, Jin-hyung... You're turned on as well?"
Seokjin breathed out an embarrassed chuckle. "Y-yes, I... yes,"
"Why? Did I do something?"
"Your boxers were tight and you looked very sexy while I was massaging you, so technically, yes,"
"Oh, I'm sorry,"
"It's nothing to apologize for, Jungkookie, don't worry," After a brief moment of silence, he continued, "Do you still want me to show you how I touch myself?"
More nodding from Jeongguk, whose intense interest and uneducated innocence had Seokjin burning with a new kind of arousal, one that had his lower half throbbing and hands shaking as he crawled behind Jeongguk so he could hold his hand to guide him. "I use this to make it slippery so it's easier to stroke," He took out the bottle of rose-scented body oil from the drawer of his desk and showed it to Jeongguk, who nodded and twisted the cap off before pouring far too much into his hand. Jin laughed lightheartedly. "You don't need that much, it's oil,"
"Oh, s-sorry..."
"It's okay, here, I'll take some,"
Once they'd split the oil evenly— Jin wiping his share on the bedsheets— he took Jungkook's hand once more and guided it to his still-hard cock, whispering to him about how he sometimes liked to do this where he might be seen because the idea of getting caught made him hornier, and that he once almost got caught by Jeongguk when he was in the kitchen making dinner. Jeongguk gasped when Jin began to move his hand up and down on his dick, telling him to squeeze a little here, tease the head there, flick your wrist when you go up and use only your fingertips when you go down, eventually just using Jungkook's own hand to get him off. He was moaning and whimpering, having only barely just started and yet was gyrating his hips like he was about to come; bowing his back off of Jin, he cried out to him and tossed his head back, Seokjin pumping faster and squeezing Jeongguk's hand to get him to come harder, which he did, twitching and rolling his eyes up into his head. To Jin, it was the hottest thing he'd ever seen and almost enough to make him come from the sight alone. "You came so quickly," He breathed, "Was it that good?"
Jeongguk looked and felt weak, his voice shaky as he said, "Yeah,"
Jin wanted to laugh, but he couldn't; fuck, he was so turned on he could just brush his dick against a blanket and come from that, but he wanted to either fuck or get fucked, so he began to mouth at Jeongguk's neck and shoulders, feeling him shudder and let out a weak mewl in his arms. Spurred by this, he moved around to the front of him and kept on kissing his neck, licking just under his jaw and up to his lips, whereupon he kissed him. Deep, sensual kisses, with tongue and teeth and moans that were far too loud to just be from a make out session; Jeongguk was so loud and Seokjin loved it, wanting him to be even louder, so he spread his legs and mouthed down his body to the inside of his thighs and ass, whereupon he asked him, "Want to have sex?"
"S-sex? But we're b-b-bo-both boys," Jeongguk said, seeming to struggle immensely with getting the words out. His eyes were half-lidded and glazed over, lips parted and shiny from saliva, face and chest red due to his blush, and chest heaving as he breathed more heavily. He looked hot as shit.
"Two boys can have sex, just like two boys can date,"
"You want to date me?"
Seokjin laughed and smiled. "Yes, but we can talk about us later, okay?"
"Okay," Jeongguk wiggled about where he lay, finishing with, "And... I think we can have sex,"
"Do you know how it works?"
"...No,"
"That's okay, I know how. Hand me the oil, please,"
He was handed the oil and instructed Jeongguk to relax as much as he could, then covering his fingers in oil before gently probing his pointer finger into his ass, feeling Jeongguk tense up and hearing him whine in pain. "Ahh, hyung, it hurts..."
"Don't tense up and it won't be as bad,"
A whimper, but Jeongguk complied. Jin worked his finger down to the third knuckle before slipping in another one, scissoring and bending them near where he thought might be— "Nahh! Jin!" Jeongguk rocked his hips and gasped. "Wh-wha-wha-what—"
"That's your prostate, Jeongguk. Bundle of feel-good nerves,"
As Seokjin slid in another finger, Jeongguk asked, "Have you d-done this before?"
"Yes," Jin scissored his three fingers and brushed them over Jungkook's prostate again, earning him a groan, "with Namjoonie,"
"N-Namjoon-hyung is gay..?"
"Jungkookie-ah," Jin pulled his fingers out, "You ask so many questions,"
"Sorry,"
Seokjin poured a small bit of oil onto his dick and spread it with his hand, doing his best not to make himself come— he hadn't been this horny since he'd been with Namjoon before they debuted, and it was almost too intense for him. However, he managed to stop himself once the oil was all coated, positioning himself above Jeongguk with a probably very sexual expression on his face. "Are you ready, baby?"
The felicity in which Jeongguk nodded drove Seokjin to thrust into him as hard as he could into his prostate, causing Jeongguk to cry out and arch up off the bed, Jin shuddering at the sight of him tossing his head back and clawing at the sheets. "You're so hot, Jeongguk, J-Jesus..." He groaned.
Jeongguk mouthed words, but said nothing, the sounds escaping his lips being moans and little mewls; his eyebrows were spooned upwards and were furrowed, his mouth open and entire face flushed red. His hair was a mess against the pillow and shifted whenever Jin would slam into his ass— the vulgar noise of his cock sliding inside of Jeongguk making Seokjin feel flustered, but was also turning him on more, if that were possible. He didn't even bother to try and restrain himself both vocally and physically, letting his hips move of their own volition and his throat make any sound it could, be it an effeminate cry or a pornographic, guttural groan that had Jeongguk grunting and telling him that he was making his dick throb and twitch. Arms wobbling, Jin laid on top of Jeongguk and rolled over so that he was on top of him, wrapping his arms around him and snapping his hips up into him, feeling Jungkook gasp and hearing his breathing hitch. "S-Seokjin-h-hyung... I-I'm-I'm going to c-come again..." He whined.
"D-do it, Jeongguk, just—" Jin tried to say, but was cut off by Jeongguk burying his face into his neck and crying out, a liquidus warmth spreading between their bellies. Above him, Jungkook was shaking and whispering about how good it felt, while Jin was pushing into him as deep as he could go and coming hard, the twitching of Jeongguk's ass milking him through his orgasm. "Fuck," He breathed, "I've never... never come that hard before,"
"Me neither," Jeongguk replied, which they both laughed at.
The slamming of the front door startled Jin and Jeongguk out of their post-orgasmic haze, the both of them scrambling to put their clothes back on before they were seen. Seokjin pulled his underwear back on and slipped his shirt over his head, seeing Jeongguk do the same, except with his other clothes, as well. Why did he have to wear a full outfit when he was at home? Who knew. He did look good, though. "So..." Jeongguk mumbled, "D-do-do-do you... want to go on a date? Sometime?"
For some reason, that made Seokjin feel giddy. "Yeah, of course!"
Smiling lightly and lowering his head, Jeongguk waved a little and then left the room, Jin seeing him get pummeled by Taehyung, who'd come running down the hall towards his room. Seokjin, sniffing the air and finding it to smell like sex, lit a candle to counteract that just as Yoongi came in the room. "Hey," He said, setting his bag down on his bed.
"Hey man," Jin blew out his match and set it down on the plate under the candle on his desk.
"Have fun while I was gone?"
Jin shrugged and smiled to himself. "A little,"
Yoongi raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything more.