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Namjoon has had a problem with what he thinks about his entire sexual life. He has had this problem for this entire sexual life and he really doesn’t know what he can do to fix it.
You see, some people might think this is not really a problem, but for Namjoon it is. It is because he feels frustrated and he can’t experience good sex and enjoy himself like he always wanted to.
Namjoon is gay, and very horny, but the size of his dick is always on the way, and this is why he finds himself complaining with the best friend of his life, which he never thought he would open up about a subject like this, but he found his limit, and Yoongi is the only one he can talk about it.
“So you're telling me your dick is too big for anyone to take?” The older takes another sip of his whiskey and asks in a natural way as if it were no big deal. "And that until now you've never managed to be a top because every time people see your dick they just give up on sex or ask you to let them fuck you?"
Namjoon blinks in place. Why was Yoongi talking about it like he was reading the newspaper in the morning?
“Hyuuuuung,” he whimpers and bends his body on the table and closer to his best friend. “I'm twenty-nine years old and nobody let me put my dick in.”
“Because it is too big?” Yoongi asks again without breaking the expressionless facade.
“Because it is too big.” Namjoon agrees and lowers his head, tucking his arm, frustrated once again.
The two are at a noisy bar and drinking while talking. Namjoon had asked to meet Yoongi when the night before his sexual problem had happened again.
He was pretty sure he'd make it this time, but as soon as his partner laid eyes on his cock, everything went downhill from there.
"Let me see it." Yoongi suddenly says and Namjoon almost chokes on his own saliva.
He lifts his eyes and body off the table, focusing completely on his best friend who has his eyes planted on Namjoon's lap as if he can see something over his pants.
“Hyung,” Namjoon covers his private parts. “What would Seokjin think if he knew you wanted to see my dick?”
Yoongi seems to ponder the matter, a small pout forming on his lips as his hand goes up to his forehead in a thoughtful pose.
“He'd probably ask to see it too,” he shrugs. “Seokjin hyung also has a big dick and I think he would want to compete to see which is the biggest,” he smiles thinking about the idea. “And would probably say I can definitely handle the size as I love to sit in his every day.” Once again Yoongi shrugs and Namjoon feels his cheeks heating up.
“I don't wanna know about your sex life, Yoongi,” he clears his throat and focuses on his friend again. “And even if we had sex it wouldn't do any good anyway.” He sighs and drops into the chair behind his back. “I want someone who can be with me and who accepts me that way. What are people afraid of? I don't wanna hurt anyone.” A small pout forms on his lips and Namjoon realizes how dramatic he is being, but what can he do?
Yoongi doesn't comment for a second and when the time stretches out and he remains silent, Namjoon focuses his eyes once more on his friend, who seems to be thinking too hard about something.
“What if I told you I have a friend who can sleep with you, and he's kind of into the big stuff, and your dick is definitely going to be one of the smallest things he's ever had?” He suddenly lets go and Namjoon needs to sit up straighter in his chair.
“What are you talking about, hyung?” Curiosity hammers inside his chest and Namjoon becomes anxious about what Yoongi has to share.
His best friend's smile widens with his excitement, the secret of something Namjoon doesn't exactly know and that is hidden behind that face that knows him better than anyone else.
“Let’s just say that Seokjin's little brother,” he starts and Namjoon pauses. “Has a particular taste for sexual things – big things – and I think he could be the solution to your problems.”
Seokjin’s younger brother? Namjoon didn't even know he had a brother.
“What kind of… sexual tastes?” He can't help but ask, with even more curiosity.
Yoongi's smile widens more if possible, crossing over Namjoon's face in amusement as he prepares to respond.
“Let’s say he likes to, hm,” he ponders again what to say. “Very specific and very large dildos, which he uses almost every day in his house.”
Namjoon hears the words and his eyes stare at Yoongi, analyzing him better.
“How do you know all these things about Seokjin hyung's brother?”
This time Yoongi's smile really gets huge, his gummies showing and the adorable little wrinkles at the corner of his eye becoming more prominent.
“We met after I started dating Jinnie and since he can't tell his brother, who clearly still sees him as a baby, he ends up venting to me. We are like nails and flesh.”
“If Seokjin hyung still treats him like a baby, how would offering me to have sex with him be a good idea?” Namjoon genuinely ponders.
“Kim Namjoon, do you want to have sex or not?”
And that's how Namjoon finds himself with Seokjin's younger brother number - Jungkook by the looks of it - on his cell phone screen and ready to send a message.
Yoongi made it very clear that he would take care of moving the matter forward since Jungkook wasn't shy and would definitely be up for the night of sex. Yoongi just pointed out that the youngest wasn't interested in serious relationships and just wanted someone for a good night of sex. Jungkook also didn't find people to satisfy his pleasure so he bought the dildos that Yoongi decided to point out once again that were very different, while he couldn't find anyone to do things for him.
Namjoon watches his phone screen and is nervous about what he should say. What should you send someone who already knows what you want and who sure likes the idea of his giant dick? If Jungkook backed out at the time of the action like everyone else, Namjoon would be extremely disappointed, so he didn't want to raise expectations.
He opts for something simple.
for Jungkook
Jungkook-ssi, this is Kim Namjoon, Yoongi sent me your phone number.
from jungkook
the salvation of my prayers, nice to meet you, Namjoon
Namjoon frowns at the phone but is amused by how the other is talking.
for Jungkook
Yoongi hyung said we can talk about, stuff?
from jungkook
don't bother being careful with me, Namjoon-ssi, hyung was very explicit with what he told me about you. I would love to see you in person, when can we schedule a date?
And so Namjoon looks forward to his date with Jungkook.
He's at a cafe he frequents when he wants to pass the time, already on his second drink and nervously biting his lip.
This had never happened before. Namjoon tends to flirt with people at bars, parties or elsewhere rather than simply scheduling sex.
The doorbell rings showing someone has arrived at the scene and just like he has been doing for the last twenty minutes he looks up too quickly and loses his breath for a second when he lays eyes on the person who has entered.
Wearing baggy sweatpants and an even looser white T-shirt, the guy who walked into the cafe is one of the most attractive people Namjoon has ever seen. Long hair, kind of curled at the ends, he scans the entire cafe until he lands his eyes on Namjoon, an easy smile appearing on his face that makes him even more handsome.
There's no way this is Jungkook. It's not possible that he's this lucky, but then the boy starts walking towards him and stops only when he's already in front of Namjoon's table, the smile still on his lips.
“Namjoon-ssi?” he asks, and his voice is sweet and pleasant to hear.
“Jungkook-ssi?” he answers back and his own voice comes out huskier than usual.
“It's nice to finally meet you,” he sits across from Namjoon at the table, getting comfortable in the chair and his big eyes focus completely on his person.
Namjoon notices the lips piercing, the big eyes, the small pink mouth and his disastrous mind ends up imagining how well those lovely lips would look wrapped around his cock. He blinks and clears his throat, feeling his cheeks heat up.
“The pleasure is mine, Jungkook-ssi,” he finds his voice to reply and they both relax right away.
Talking to Jungkook is extremely easy and pleasurable, and even though the two have come there with a purpose, the subjects they spend the afternoon talking about are nothing related to what they really need to talk about, and Namjoon doesn't know exactly how to bring the subject up. Jungkook, however, seems to have no problem with that.
“So, hyung,” he had found out that Namjoon was older. “You have a big dick and people are scared?”
The question is so casual that it takes Namjoon a second to understand, then he chokes on his own drink and Jungkook has to get up to pat him on the back, but not without smiling in an amused way.
Namjoon recovers and watches him awestruck.
“I don't want to treat this matter like it's a big deal,” the younger continued with a shrug. “After all Yoongi hyung already let me in on the situation, I was really curious how big it could be for people not to want to even try it. Don't get me wrong hyung, but big dicks really help sometimes.”
Namjoon gapes even more as Jungkook speaks. The younger one seems completely comfortable with the situation and has no problem talking about it.
He looks around to see that no one is listening to the two and when his eyes go back to Jungkook the younger still has an amused look on his face.
Namjoon clears his throat.
“I just, I just don't know if people are used to my size,” he starts and Jungkook's eyes seem to get bigger. “Besides being, um, long,” he feels his cheeks heating up. “I'm also way too thick, and it seems as soon as they lay eyes on me they're terrified. I don't want to hurt anyone, but it's not my fault I was born this way." He's sure the pout on his lips is very childish but he can't hold it back anymore.
Jungkook seems to blink from a trance in front of him, his eyes dropping to where Namjoon imagines his dick is and once again he feels his cheeks heating up.
“So you've never been a top with anyone?” Jungkook then asks, but his eyes seem to refuse to stray from Namjoon's private parts, almost as if he wants to see over his clothes, just like Yoongi had done once.
“They won't let me put it in, Jungkook-ah,” once again his pout widens. “And I always have to end sex being bottom, at least if I want to get laid.”
Jungkook smiles then, bunny teeth so adorable that a different kind of heat goes through Namjoon's stomach. How would that adorable being take his cock? Would it be possible?
“You're really cute,” the younger one suddenly says. "I can't imagine what's hiding down there." He laughs and Namjoon follows. “I'm sorry, my head can't accept people giving up. I had never had someone so big and when I realized that it only satisfied me like that, I ended up giving up on sex.”
Namjoon becomes more attentive with the information.
“I went to see a doctor and it turned out that for some reason my prostate is hard to reach and only long, wide penises can get there. As I couldn't find people like that, I ended up starting to collect utensils to help myself, and well, until today I only use them.” Namjoon can see the frustration behind that information.
“Yoongi hyung said that you… have really big utensils.” He comments carefully.
Namjoon didn't know if the younger was aware of the information his best friend had passed on and he really didn't want to offend Jungkook in any possible way.
Jungkook, however, smiles peacefully in front of him.
“You will be surprised when you see the things I have, Namjoon.”
Namjoon has to blink his thoughts away as his mind goes in the direction of how Jungkook must look when he's fucking himself on his giant dildos and if his dick gives a little twitch in interest no one needs to know.
The two stare at each other for a moment, and the tension in the air can be felt all around. This is Namjoon's moment to assess Jungkook, and Jungkook also seems to take the moment to assess Namjoon. If the chemistry didn't work out, it wouldn't do any good for them to go to bed together, but for his part, Namjoon was really interested.
“You don't have to do this if you regret coming all this way,” he finally breaks the silence when Jungkook makes no move to say anything.
The younger stirs in front of him and it's his turn to have his cheeks painted red.
“I'm just trying to think of a way to ask us to do it today without seeming so desperate for it.” he then responds and Namjoon's eyes widen in surprise.
“Do you—want to do this today?” Namjoon questions with a hoarse voice.
Jungkook bites his lips.
“Is it too much to ask to be right now?”
Namjoon is shocked for just a second longer, and then he nods so quickly that Jungkook laughs hard in front of him.
Oh god, Kim Namjoon was really fucked.
Funnily enough, Jungkook's apartment is right next to the cafe where they were and the two quickly arrive there.
Jungkook looks excited in front of him, swaying his feet back and forth in an adorable way, like he can't really believe this is happening. Namjoon couldn't believe it either.
Their silence is comfortable until they enter the apartment, and Namjoon doesn't waste time looking around as soon as he enters the room.
“Do you want something to drink?” Jungkook asks as he takes off his shoes and Namjoon follows right behind. "I wanted to take a shower first if you don't mind."
The implications of that comment set Namjoon's stomach full of butterflies, and he couldn't help but get even more excited when he realized that this was really going to happen.
"Beer?" Jungkook continues as he walks to the kitchen.
“Hm, a beer would be nice,” his eyes continue to roam the apartment and bits of the younger one start to show.
A large, white couch sits in the middle of the room, and only a small table graces the other side, almost as if the place isn't really important.
In front of the couch there is a smaller table, with a plant decorating it and Namjoon holds his gaze on that spot for a second.
“Here you go,” Jungkook comments and when Namjoon turns around the two are face to face.
Once again the older finds himself lost in Jungkook's beauty, with big, dark, doe eyes and stars that engulf you like nightfall.
He lowers his eyes, wandering over that youthful face, pausing on a small scar on his cheek and then on a mole just below his pink lips that match his own.
Jungkook runs his tongue over his lips and Namjoon follows suit, the tension around them building, until he meets the younger's eyes again, which seem intense at the moment.
Namjoon wants to kiss Jungkook, and almost as if it were possible he asks the question with his eyes and the answer comes from the younger swallowing hard, and looking down at Namjoon's lips.
He takes a step closer and his large frame towers over Jungkook's, blocking his shadow, looking down at him until their faces are mere inches apart.
He moves even closer and their hot breaths mingle together, his eyes sweep over Jungkook's face once more and then when he doesn't see any resistance he closes the remaining space and takes Jungkook with his lips.
The world fades out around him, and the feeling of deafness as that insistent noise of static takes over his senses takes Namjoon by surprise for a moment.
The two feel each other's lips, tasting the water and once again when Namjoon feels Jungkook relaxed he uses his arm and wraps it behind the younger's waist bringing him closer.
Jungkook gasps into his mouth at the feel of their bodies pressed together, every inch of them touching as Namjoon deepens the kiss and finally asks for a way inside.
The static breaks and Namjoon can hear the addictive little whimper that comes out of Jungkook's mouth, addictive enough that he pulls the younger even closer, deepens the kiss even more until their tongues enter into a deep dance where they do the perfect pair together.
Namjoon sucks Jungkook's mouth into his and bites his small but plump lips as the younger whimpers even more.
He feels Jungkook's warm hands move up to his neck, tangling in his hair as he takes more control of the kiss and changes the angle to go even deeper if possible.
Namjoon's breathing is uneven and Jungkook follows close behind when the two need to take a moment to recover.
His forehead meets the younger, and the two face each other while breathing the same air.
A second of silence passes.
“If you keep kissing me like that, I won't make it to the shower,” Jungkook comments in a choked voice, giving his lips a little lick again as he turns back to face Namjoon.
Namjoon smiles in front of him.
“At least we know we have some chemistry,” he comments without thinking and Jungkook chuckles once more, planting another kiss before finally letting go.
Namjoon can feel the pressure in his pants at that moment, and he knows Jungkook's eyes are right there when he remembers he was wearing sweatpants that do a poor job of hiding his bulge.
“Fuck,” he hears Jungkook saying and when he looks up he sees only hunger on the younger's face.
“I'd get down on my knees for you right now, hyung,” he comments like it's nothing and Namjoon gasps. “But again we won't make it to the bedroom,” his eyes find Namjoon again. “I can choke on your cock another day, but now,” he takes a step closer then and when he takes Namjoon in his hands, his cock pulsing from the mere touch and the precise way Jungkook holds it, Namjoon is sure that day it would be better than he imagined. “I need to take my shower.”
Still with his hand on Namjoon's length, stroking lightly, Jungkook fastens his eyes on his face intensely, getting closer once more before kissing him on the lips softly, leaving a small bite on his bottom lip until he pulls away, taking a step back and Namjoon's cock completely hard in place.
“Will be back in a sec,” Jungkook comments before leaving.
And if Namjoon follows his ass until he's out of sight, there's only him to know.
Namjoon sits down on the couch to wait for the youngest, tucking himself into his pants for being too hard, and leans his head back to look up at the ceiling.
If Jeon Jungkook was like he was a second ago in bed, Namjoon would lose his mind inside that room.
His phone vibrates and he sees a message from Yoongi on the screen.
from Yoongi hyung
How are you? How was it?
Namjoon almost wants to laugh at the question. What would he say if he knew what the two of them were about to do?
He decides to leave it for later.
to Yoongi hyung
I think I found my perfect match
The answer comes soon after.
from Yoongi hyung
Just won't fall in love, Joonie, Jungkook is not like that, but I'm glad it worked out.
Namjoon is disappointed remembering this fact, but he would enjoy his time with the youngest and then think about what to do about this situation. It's not like he can fall in love just by having sex with him, right?
He thanks Yoongi and closes the phone as he lays his head down again and goes back to contemplating the ceiling. Though he wouldn't mind kissing Jungkook again and he's pretty sure after they slept together he'd want more.
He sighs.
Things are just how they're meant to be. For now he would just enjoy the moment.
It doesn't take long for Jungkook to get out of the shower, but as soon as the younger comes out of the bathroom, Namjoon has to swallow hard and try to keep calm with what he sees in front of him.
The youngest walks shyly out the door, eyes planted on Namjoon, hair half wet and half dry because Namjoon had heard the blow dryer a second ago. His clothes, however, are non-existent, apart from a blue cotton robe, which shows a piece of his sculpted chest, and makes it clear that there is nothing else down there.
The youngest's steps don't falter despite his shy facade, only stopping when he finds himself in the middle of Namjoon's open legs who devours him with his eyes from his place on the couch, eager to touch him again.
“I thought it would be easier,” Jungkook comments with a shrug, and Namjoon watches a mischievous smile take over his lips.
“You want to give me a heart attack.” That's what Namjoon responds, and the laugh that follows soon after, leaves the atmosphere calm and light again.
The two stare at each other for another second without saying anything, Namjoon's eyes passing over the younger's face and down his body and Jungkook's very focused on the still hard prominence of his length that refuses to return to normal.
“Do you want to see my collection of utensils, hyung?” Jungkook then extends his hand and offers it, and almost as if in a daze Namjoon gets up and the two head straight to the bedroom.
Many things could have been said about Jungkook's gadget collection, but none would have Namjoon ready for what he sees when he lays eyes on those gadgets.
Placed as if on display on a shelf inside his wardrobe, Jungkook has every type, every shape, size, color, and thickness of vibrators that Namjoon ever thought was possible. Going from normal penises to anomalies like tentacles and more than one head, Namjoon's mouth drops open at what he sees, but his insides grow hotter and the arousal grows stronger.
He runs his eyes over each of those objects, following from the smallest to the largest and his mind can't help but follow the same path: Jungkook using each of those objects, open and fucking himself like there's no tomorrow.
He risks a glance at the younger one, but besides the rosy cheeks that show a little shyness about it, Namjoon also notices a hint of defiance in the younger one's face, almost as if he said 'I told you so' written right there.
Namjoon clears his throat, the vibration in his body building higher and higher with the idea that he has finally found someone who will go through with it with him.
"Do you think you're bigger than them?" The younger then asks and Namjoon turns to face him fully.
There's still the challenge there, but Jungkook also bites his lip, and his gaze is darker, almost like the younger one also couldn't help but imagine what Namjoon was like in bed.
Namjoon takes a step closer, his eyes flicking over Jungkook's face still looking for any sign that he was regretting all of this, but Jungkook's eyes just widen, his pupils dilate and he doesn't even seem to blink until Namjoon is close enough to his body.
“Why don't you find out for yourself?” Namjoon responds in a low, husky voice, and he watches in slow motion as a shiver seems to pass through the younger's body and the darkness and hunger in his eyes only seems to increase.
“I want you to leave only when I can't walk anymore, Kim Namjoon,” Jungkook then replies and Namjoon barely manages to react before the younger takes his lips again and his hunger is put on the table as he devours Namjoon with fervor .
The kiss is different from what happened in the room but at the same time with the same intensity.
Jungkook seems to be taking whatever he wants and Namjoon lets him have it without worry.
The younger kisses him as if he knows what's next, as if he's looking forward to what's next, unlike anyone who's ever been with Namjoon before.
They always kissed Namjoon, but as soon as they found out what he was hiding it seemed like the atmosphere ended up changing and he already knew where it was going to lead, but that is not the case with Jungkook.
Jungkook sucks his lips, nibbles and moans in his mouth without the slightest bit of shame, as if he is really enjoying the moment and Namjoon devours him back with the same intensity, sticking their bodies together and holding Jungkook in a place where he can feel him all over.
“I put four fingers inside me while taking my shower,” Jungkook pulls away to say. “Do you think I need more, hyung?” His look is innocent as he stares at him, knowing exactly what he does to Namjoon.
Namjoon growled in desperation, taking the youngest's lips again, addicted to it, and unloading everything he's feeling at that moment.
“See for yourself, Jungkook,” he repeats what he's said before, but this time he glares at the younger one as he takes his hand and places it on his already hard cock.
Jungkook runs his fingers through the thickness, up and down the length as he squeezes it close to the head, and slowly lowers it, jerking it off.
Namjoon closes his eyes at the sensation and Jungkook bites his bottom lip again as he finds his way into his pants and then his boxers until he finally takes his cock in his hands, or at least he tries to.
“Fuck, hyung,” Jungkook curses when one hand isn't enough to hold his length, too thick to fit around.
He pulls away then, and the questioning look asks for permission so he can pull down Namjoon's pants, hunger etched across his features and Namjoon could almost swear he sees the youngest drooling.
His sweatpants come down first and his cock throbs into place, making a huge bulge in his boxer briefs.
“I'm going to be destroyed,” Jungkook comments, eyes riveted on his length and he licks his lips before pulling Namjoon's underwear down completely, leaving the older one fully exposed in front of him.
Namjoon's cock is free then, slamming hard right in the middle of his abdomen, pulsing and leaking pre-cum, big and thick so that Jungkook finally gets a glimpse of what's to come.
“Mother in heaven,” Jungkook whispers and Namjoon meets his eyes. "How is this possible?" His voice sounds cracked and affected, but no hint of fear behind his words.
Namjoon feels his cock throbbing again, growing more and more in interest as the hungry gaze is directed at him. No one had ever looked at Namjoon that way, like that was all he wanted, like he was made to take his dick.
Unable to hold back and desperate for whatever relief he can get, Namjoon reaches up and strokes his length slowly, eyes still on Jungkook, who watches him without blinking.
“Think you can handle me, Jungkook?” His voice comes out huskier than usual, and his cock oozes even more pre-cum as his eyes rise and fall completely focused on Jungkook.
The younger one then looks up, eyes full of hunger, dark, and instead of answering Namjoon, he simply throws his robe from his body, exposing every inch of that well-shaped skin, shapely thighs, a waist so thin that Namjoon barely believes it to be real. His nipples are dark, his arm is tattooed, and his long hair, his lips with that piercing make him the most beautiful thing Namjoon has ever seen.
Jungkook doesn't stop staring into his eyes as he walks away backwards, and he doesn't stop staring into his eyes when he slowly climbs onto the bed, using his arms to bring him back and Namjoon watches hungrily, and he doesn't either stops looking at Namjoon as he spreads his legs right there, showing his cock which is also beautiful, his entrance that makes Namjoon's mouth water. He also doesn't stop staring at Namjoon when he holds a small pot of lub that the older one doesn't know where it came from, or even more when he fills two fingers with the liquid and shoves it inside himself as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
Namjoon holds the head of his cock and growls, Jungkook smirks, knowing exactly what he was doing.
“Come here and find out if I can take you, hyung,” his fingers go in and out of himself, barely meeting any resistance and Namjoon ponders how much the younger had fucked himself in the bathroom before walking out to find him there .
Namjoon squeezes the head of his cock once more as it throbs in interest, and approaches the younger one slowly, almost like a predator closing in on its prey.
Jungkook adds one more finger then, biting his lips in pleasure, his large dark eyes completely focused on Namjoon.
He opens even wider as Namjoon reaches the edge of the bed, exposing his entrance completely, mouth opening slowly as he tries to control his pleasure.
“What if I don’t fit?” Namjoon challenges, stroking up and down his length once more.
Jungkook smirks again.
“Make it fit anyway.” Jungkook challenges back.
Namjoon swears in every name he knows.
Jungkook smiles even wider.
The older one puts his knee on the bed and finds his way between the younger’s legs.
“I don't wanna hurt you.” He whispers as he leans even closer, his body completely covering Jungkook until his cock comes right up close to where the younger's fingers are positioned.
Jungkook bites his lips once more, the piercing going to the side, the pleasure he's feeling etched all over his face.
“I like it when it hurts, hyung,” he then says and Namjoon is sure he's going to lose control. That wonderful boy was perfect for him. “Fuck me until I cry, and if I’m crying, fuck me even harder. I can take it.”
How can Jeon Jungkook be real?
"You're going to end up killing me, Jeon." He speaks through his teeth and removes his hands from inside his body, taking lub on his fingers and using his own hand to open him even more, three fingers entering without the slightest effort.
“First you fuck me right, big guy, then you can pass out or do whatever you want.”Jungkook responds totally out of breath and is there that Namjoon starts using his finger the right way.
His fingers go in and Namjoon swallows back the loud moan Jungkook lets out, his fingers clearly longer than the younger's and reaching deeper. The sound is addictive.
“You're so tight, Jungkook,” he pauses the kiss to speak, nibbling on the younger's reddened lips as he moans a whimper back at Namjoon.
“I'm sure I can handle you,” the younger doesn't give up and Namjoon has to smile.
He kisses Jungkook tenderly then, putting one more finger inside him, using it like scissors to open him even more. He didn't really want to hurt Jungkook, even though Jungkook said he liked it.
“How do you want me, hyung?”
Namjoon breaks the thoughts with the question. He barely knew how he was supposed to do it since it was his first time doing it that way, but he was sure he wanted to see Jungkook's face when he made his way inside.
The way his brow furrows, the way he bites his lips in pleasure was already addictive, and Namjoon didn't want to miss the exact moment Jungkook came because of his cock. He could hardly believe that he would let Namjoon's cock inside his body.
“I want to see you,” he kisses Jungkook harder. “I want to see your face as I enter your body. I want to see how tight you get around my cock. I want to see how perfect you are going to be swallowing me like this.” He doesn't know where all this is coming from, but Jungkook's eyes roll in their sockets and pleasure is written all over his face.
“Put it inside me, Namjoon,” Jungkook's voice cracks. “I want to see you touching my belly, hyung. I want to feel you filling me in full like no one else has ever done. Please hyung please fuck me now.”
And it's not like Namjoon could really resist all that.
He kisses Jungkook again, more sloppily this time, just their tongues touching, shared bites and moans all around.
"Condom." He comments and makes a move to get up to get the bag but the younger one circles his waist with his leg and pulls him closer, so close that Namjoon's cock comes close to where his fingers are placed.
“No, hyung, nothing,” Jungkook sounds raving. “I'm clean, I want you bare please,” And once again it's impossible to say no to that.
Namjoon was also clean of course, as he had never done that to anyone and never allowed himself to be fucked without a condom but it seems that Jungkook would be the exception.
He breaks the kiss to get his four fingers out of the younger one and watches in amazement as Jungkook squeezes his entrance around nothing, still very tight despite having been open this entire time.
He uses his hands on Jungkook's side, lifting both of his legs up to his shoulder and the younger one is so flexible that he just goes without a problem. Jungkook is even more exposed, his entrance right there for the taking and for a moment Namjoon just pauses to watch.
Jungkook is so small. His cock too big to fit.
He uses the tip to massage his entrance, oozing pre-cum and making the younger even more aroused.
“Put it on me, hyung, now," he pleads without taking it anymore and Namjoon finally pokes his head inside.
Jungkook clenches, biting his lips and moaning in pleasure. Namjoon's head sits right at his entrance, a little bit inside and the rest of his length outside.
Namjoon notices Jungkook breathing faster and despite his body begging him to go in with everything he just stays put and lets Jungkook get used to it.
“Are you okay, little one?” His voice is careful and affectionate.
Jungkook opens his eyes to stare at him, but he doesn't seem focused on Namjoon, he seems ecstatic, he seems lost in pleasure.
“Kook?” He asks again and the younger one blinks back to life.
“God,” he groans and squirms a little, tucking Namjoon in a little farther. “You're so—fucking big, hyung, fuck .”
Namjoon doesn't know whether to laugh or be worried. Jungkook seems delusional about the whole thing. Words not coming out correctly.
“Is that too much for you?” He asks then, worried about the answer.
Jungkook focuses on Namjoon within seconds then, his face serious and determined.
“Put it inside me right now, Namjoon hyung, fuck me right, I'm ready for you.”
And it only takes Namjoon a second to be sure the younger is serious before he finally moves, holding his breath as hard as he opens Jungkook even more, and his cock slowly enters, fitting into the younger's walls as if all that had been done for him.
The sight of his cock disappearing inside the younger is like nothing he can compare. He needs to hold himself back so he doesn't come right there, but Jungkook seems to do it differently.
One second the younger one tightens around his cock making Namjoon see stars, and the next his body shakes and Namjoon realizes he's actually coming.
He pauses in place, Jungkook still shaking, eyes closed, his cock almost entirely inside Jungkook, adjusting, finding more and more of the way in. If Jungkook asked him to stop now he would at least ask to stay there in that delicious heat.
Namjoon had never felt this way before, and Jungkook didn't seem far behind.
The younger keeps his eyes closed, and just when Namjoon is about to panic and think he's passed out the younger smiles, eyes still closed but a big bunny smile that makes him adorable.
“I've never come like this, hyung,” he shares with obvious happiness in his voice. He opens his eyes and focuses on Namjoon. “Now fuck me hard and make me come again.”
Namjoon's eyes widen and Namjoon can't help but thank the gay gods and Min Yoongi for that gift. He had really hit the jackpot, and he couldn't help but seize the moment.
“Are you sure you don't want to stop?” He asks again carefully.
Jungkook smirks once more.
“If you get your dick out of me I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth Kim Namjoon.”
Namjoon smiles back.
"Hold on then, little one, because I won't stop until you cry." His face transforms and he sticks it all the way in, bumping into a nervous clump that makes Jungkook moan loudly.
“Jesus Christ, big guy, right there, right there, please.”
And then, Namjoon squeezes Jungkook's waist hard enough to hurt as he brings his cock all the way out just letting his head inside. He challenges Jungkook with his gaze and the younger holds his ground. He thrusts inside, and the world seems to disappear completely around the two of them.
Namjoon thrusts into Jungkook, his heat around his thick cock being too much for Namjoon. He shakes, he grunts, he squeezes Jungkook so hard he thinks he might break him, but the younger just asks for more, begs for more, moans for more, and then cries for more.
“Harder, hyung, harder,”
Namjoon thrusts more precisely, adjusting the angle, hitting that spot without stopping, harder, with more desire, moaning something as he bends down to swallow Jungkook’s tears who is now shedding nonstop all over his face. He looks prettier that way.
“I— I feel you, ughhhhh, hyung I feel you in my stomach, so deep, so hot, please I want more.”
Namjoon was in heaven.
Sweat trickles down his back, he squeezes Jungkook's legs even tighter but the angle doesn't seem to be enough.
He stops suddenly, and with a force he has never needed to use before he turns Jungkook's body inside out like he weighs nothing, and the younger groans even more, immediately getting on all fours in front of him and presenting his ass for Namjoon to simply take.
“You're perfect Jungkook, perfect for me, fucking perfect,” and then he walks in again and this time the angle is perfect.
He would miss the younger one cumming once more, but seeing Jungkook in that position made him more and more aroused.
His thrusts are stronger, deeper, but precise and with everything he's got. Namjoon feels like a warrior for not coming so fast, even more so for Jungkook clenching around him nonstop.
He realizes that the two are close and makes a move to masturbate Jungkook but the younger takes his hand away.
“Only your cock hyung, only your giant cock inside me.”
Namjoon growls, losing his mind, going crazy over someone finally appreciating what he has. He doesn't know how he's going to go about not having that again, but he would beg Jungkook if necessary.
He rolls his hips, thrusting harder and harder, finding the younger's spot until Jungkook is shaking again and his body slumps as he comes onto the mattress.
Namjoon is ready to stop, but Jungkook doesn't allow it.
“Keep going hyung, I want inside, I want you to come inside me.”
And once again Namjoon loses his mind.
It doesn't take long to happen, Jungkook squeezing him tighter, his ass still exposed and Namjoon feels he's so deep he'll never be able to dig himself out of there.
The younger's heat takes his senses and he finally comes, the sensation like he's never felt, vibrating his entire body and leaving him disoriented.
He shudders, and his body covers Jungkook's as he falls forward burying himself even deeper.
Jungkook squeezes him even more, milking him, and he comes more than ever, his cum being too much and leaking out of the younger one.
“So full, hyung, I feel so fucking full.”
Namjoon kisses his back and makes a move to get up to clean them both, but Jungkook doesn't let him, bringing him closer until Namjoon is wrapped around his body and holding him close.
They end up falling asleep like that and the next time Namjoon wakes up, the younger still has his body pressed against his but his cock is no longer inside.
Namjoon blinks, focusing his eyes on the person watching him back with a shy but amused look, big and affectionate.
“Was it everything you wanted?” Jungkook asks shyly and Namjoon almost wants to laugh.
Has it been all that? Jungkook had been just perfect. Nothing could compare to how he felt.
“I don't think anyone would be better than you.” He speaks sincerely.
Jungkook smiles then, his nose crinkling adorably as he walks over and kisses Namjoon lightly on the lips.
A second of silence passes.
“When can we do it again, hyung?” Jungkook then asks and the two start laughing.
Maybe Jungkook is not into relationships, but he sure is into Kim Namjoon for now.