[Fic] It's Just A Friend Helping
Title: It's Just A Friend Helping
Pairing: Jesse/Kouchi
Rating: R
Warnings: Sexting, phone sex, masturbation.
Word Count: 1.368
Summary: Even if he's an idol an everything, basically Kouchi is just a normal and healthy guy. Sometimes he's pent up, sometimes he needs some relief. And it just happened that Jesse tried to help.
Notes: First time posting my high rated ff (and probably will be posting more in the future lol) so pardon me for any mistakes. Especially that I don't know how to write the texting part... just tell me if it's weird and hard to follow.
It was one of those nights when he's sexually frustated. Probably because work had been so hard lately, he was so tired and undeniably pent up. One night break from work and he couldn't wait anymore. He was alone in his own apartment, quiet and private, no risk of people walking to him, just the perfect time and place he needed.
He was ready in his bed, leaning back on the headboard, laptop in front of him, and all the supplies he might need were perfectly within reach. Watching some porn he preparedly rented beforehand, he slowly built the mood, lazily stroking his member. Just as the porn got more intense and his breath shortened into pants, a ping sound came from his phone, a pop-up showing a new message from his bestfriend from all people:
Jesse:
< ZUDON!
< gnight kouchaan!! <3 <3
< watcha doin
Urgh what a timing, Kouchi rolled his eyes, then just brushed his phone aside. He really need a time for himself right now. Kouchi immediately got back to business at hand, but not long after the messages keep coming up, endless ping of his phone was really irritating.
Jesse:
< oy
< u still up?
< i bet u r
< or u better be
< well ill keep spamming
< until u wake up
< HAHA
< come on accompny me
< me need friend
< (sticker)
< (sticker)
< (and lots of stickers)
Kouchi clicked his tounge, Jesse was sure annoying. Not to mention to disturb him in this state. Kouchi should probably just turn off his phone for the best, but somehow he typed a reply, he had lost interest to the porn anyway, since it turned out not as hot as he wanted.
Kouchi Yugo:
Can't you shut up >
I'm busy here >
Jesse:
< yaaaaaaaaaay you repliiiieeed
< (sticker)
< rlly? Busy with what
< no work tmrrw
Kouchi Yugo:
Stuffs >
Jesse:
< eeeeeh why r u so cold
< cmon tell me whatcha doin
< busy with what
Kouchi amazed at how he can type as fast as he can talk. Just as Kouchi about to typed a reply, Jesse suggested something that clicked a switch inside Kouchi.
Jesse:
< ive got nothing to do
< im bored
< let me help
< if i can help
Kouchi was not sure what he was thinking when he smirked and answered, but he probably couldn't think anyway since his head was still clouded with sexual frustation.
Kouchi Yugo:
Lol >
You sure you wanna help >
Jesse:
< yess sirrrrr
< what is it
Kouchi Yugo:
I'm horny>
Kouchi should probably regret why he sent that one, he may be desperate but he should really not say that to his bestfriend. That was a very unnecessary and misleading information. Kouchi knew that he could still fix that, he could just laugh and say he's joking, he's actually busy studying or something, brush it off then go back to finish his own business.
Kouchi Yugo:
Lol >
What did i even say >
Why am I saying it to you >
Jesse:
< lol dude its ok its normal
< i'm also pent up sometimes
< so do you need it?
Kouchi Yugo:
Need what >
Jesse:
< help.
< i offered.
Kouchi Yugo:
.... >
I warn you there's no way back >
There was a silence for a moment. Ok my warning worked? There was slight hint of nervousness in Kouchi, although it's more like a mix of anticipation and guilt. They are friends... and do friends normally do this kind of thing?
But before Kouchi can manage to think more, his phone made a ping sound.
Jesse:
< r u wearing anything
There was suddenly a shiver going down his spine reading that, he fully understood where this conversation heading. This is dangerous, his common sense tried to tell him that he should stop before it's too late. But it was probably already late, since he couldn't hear his common sense anymore. Lust and desire clouded his mind, taking over his brain.
Kouchi Yugo:
Shirt. No pants >
Jesse:
< good, let me help with that
< im slowly working on your shirt, rubbing up and down, feeling your skin burn under my touch
< i unbuttoned the first two buttons in one go
< then stopped to mildly nip at your collarbone, sucking and licking it
Kouchi cursed. How could Jesse be this good at... what is it called? Sexting?
Jesse:
< going on with undressing you, i brushed across your nipple
< oh i can feel it harden
< i yanked at your shirt, revealing the red nipples, all begging to be touched
< i greeted the left one, kissed it and licked it
< uhm yeah so good
< meeting the right one, i grazed it with my teeth, then sucked it
< u feeling good?
Kouchi was a panting mess right now, all he could do was just to read the message, he couldn't bring himself to type a reply. But Jesse seemed like he was waiting for a reply just to check whether Kouchi was still with him or not, so Kouchi tried his best to bring his trembling fingers to type a word or two. Much to his surprise, his phone rang. Jesse called. Without further thinking, Kouchi swiped across the screen, receiving the call.
"Yo," Jesse greeted. From the sound he's making, low and kind of vibrating, Kouchi knew that Jesse was also affected by his own words. Shit this is getting hotter. Kouchi replied with a soft and muffled moan. He really was so helpless.
"I thought I was talking to nothing and making no sense since you didn't reply at all, but I guess you pretty enjoyed yourself?" Jesse chuckled, but it was all breathy and just undeniably hot. "Put your phone on speaker, listen and just imagine everything as if I'm right there, helping you."
Kouchi nodded as if Jesse could see that, and did as he was instructed. He needed both hands to feel everything better anyway. Kouchi made a deep groan to tell Jesse he was ready.
"Alright, let me continue undressing you. I'm back to your chest, kissing down to your navel, then slipped your shirt and tossed it away." Jesse's breath hitched for a moment, "Let me stopped a bit to admire you. I've seen you naked several times when we took a bath together back then but it was nothing compared to this, especially with your dick rock hard and raging."
Jesse made a very sloppy sound, probably licking his lip audibly, There was another sloppy sound coming from the other end of the phone, and Kouchi was getting hotter by imagining that Jesse too was touching himself. For a moment there was nothing aside from the slick sounds of them stroking their own dicks, that alone was so lewd Kouchi could feel himself close.
"Fuck, Jesse. Close."
"Shit. Sorry but this is much more arousing than I thought it would be. I'm close too." It's true, Jesse's breath was uneven. He then let out a long moan that went straight to Kouchi's dick. "Kouchi," Jesse panted his name. Kouchi too, stroking harder and tighter, the pleasure pooling down and he could only mutter a trail of Jesse's name.
"Let's come together, Yugo." And that was all that was needed for Kouchi to finally lost it with a deep groan as he milked himself dry. Jesse in the other end made a long wail, crying out Kouchi's name, his voice sweet and much more beautiful than when he was singing.
A minute passed as they ride down their orgasm. Kouchi was all sticky and hot. He was very satisfied and relieved, before he realized that he just jerked off with his bestfriend. Holy crap it was just so wrong.
"Ah- uh-" Kouchi picked up his phone, but entirely unsure of what to say.
Probably knowing what Kouchi had in mind, Jesse chuckled. "Friends help each other, kay?"
Kouchi gulped. Yes, it was nothing wrong. Just friends helping each other. Absolutely nothing wrong.Kouchi kept telling himself before he cleared his throat.
"Yeah. Thank you... ?"
And Kouchi's glad they're still friends. They might even be helping each other more in the future. As friends, for sure.
Pairing: Jesse/Kouchi
Rating: R
Warnings: Sexting, phone sex, masturbation.
Word Count: 1.368
Summary: Even if he's an idol an everything, basically Kouchi is just a normal and healthy guy. Sometimes he's pent up, sometimes he needs some relief. And it just happened that Jesse tried to help.
Notes: First time posting my high rated ff (and probably will be posting more in the future lol) so pardon me for any mistakes. Especially that I don't know how to write the texting part... just tell me if it's weird and hard to follow.
It was one of those nights when he's sexually frustated. Probably because work had been so hard lately, he was so tired and undeniably pent up. One night break from work and he couldn't wait anymore. He was alone in his own apartment, quiet and private, no risk of people walking to him, just the perfect time and place he needed.
He was ready in his bed, leaning back on the headboard, laptop in front of him, and all the supplies he might need were perfectly within reach. Watching some porn he preparedly rented beforehand, he slowly built the mood, lazily stroking his member. Just as the porn got more intense and his breath shortened into pants, a ping sound came from his phone, a pop-up showing a new message from his bestfriend from all people:
Jesse:
< ZUDON!
< gnight kouchaan!! <3 <3
< watcha doin
Urgh what a timing, Kouchi rolled his eyes, then just brushed his phone aside. He really need a time for himself right now. Kouchi immediately got back to business at hand, but not long after the messages keep coming up, endless ping of his phone was really irritating.
Jesse:
< oy
< u still up?
< i bet u r
< or u better be
< well ill keep spamming
< until u wake up
< HAHA
< come on accompny me
< me need friend
< (sticker)
< (sticker)
< (and lots of stickers)
Kouchi clicked his tounge, Jesse was sure annoying. Not to mention to disturb him in this state. Kouchi should probably just turn off his phone for the best, but somehow he typed a reply, he had lost interest to the porn anyway, since it turned out not as hot as he wanted.
Kouchi Yugo:
Can't you shut up >
I'm busy here >
Jesse:
< yaaaaaaaaaay you repliiiieeed
< (sticker)
< rlly? Busy with what
< no work tmrrw
Kouchi Yugo:
Stuffs >
Jesse:
< eeeeeh why r u so cold
< cmon tell me whatcha doin
< busy with what
Kouchi amazed at how he can type as fast as he can talk. Just as Kouchi about to typed a reply, Jesse suggested something that clicked a switch inside Kouchi.
Jesse:
< ive got nothing to do
< im bored
< let me help
< if i can help
Kouchi was not sure what he was thinking when he smirked and answered, but he probably couldn't think anyway since his head was still clouded with sexual frustation.
Kouchi Yugo:
Lol >
You sure you wanna help >
Jesse:
< yess sirrrrr
< what is it
Kouchi Yugo:
I'm horny>
Kouchi should probably regret why he sent that one, he may be desperate but he should really not say that to his bestfriend. That was a very unnecessary and misleading information. Kouchi knew that he could still fix that, he could just laugh and say he's joking, he's actually busy studying or something, brush it off then go back to finish his own business.
Kouchi Yugo:
Lol >
What did i even say >
Why am I saying it to you >
Jesse:
< lol dude its ok its normal
< i'm also pent up sometimes
< so do you need it?
Kouchi Yugo:
Need what >
Jesse:
< help.
< i offered.
Kouchi Yugo:
.... >
I warn you there's no way back >
There was a silence for a moment. Ok my warning worked? There was slight hint of nervousness in Kouchi, although it's more like a mix of anticipation and guilt. They are friends... and do friends normally do this kind of thing?
But before Kouchi can manage to think more, his phone made a ping sound.
Jesse:
< r u wearing anything
There was suddenly a shiver going down his spine reading that, he fully understood where this conversation heading. This is dangerous, his common sense tried to tell him that he should stop before it's too late. But it was probably already late, since he couldn't hear his common sense anymore. Lust and desire clouded his mind, taking over his brain.
Kouchi Yugo:
Shirt. No pants >
Jesse:
< good, let me help with that
< im slowly working on your shirt, rubbing up and down, feeling your skin burn under my touch
< i unbuttoned the first two buttons in one go
< then stopped to mildly nip at your collarbone, sucking and licking it
Kouchi cursed. How could Jesse be this good at... what is it called? Sexting?
Jesse:
< going on with undressing you, i brushed across your nipple
< oh i can feel it harden
< i yanked at your shirt, revealing the red nipples, all begging to be touched
< i greeted the left one, kissed it and licked it
< uhm yeah so good
< meeting the right one, i grazed it with my teeth, then sucked it
< u feeling good?
Kouchi was a panting mess right now, all he could do was just to read the message, he couldn't bring himself to type a reply. But Jesse seemed like he was waiting for a reply just to check whether Kouchi was still with him or not, so Kouchi tried his best to bring his trembling fingers to type a word or two. Much to his surprise, his phone rang. Jesse called. Without further thinking, Kouchi swiped across the screen, receiving the call.
"Yo," Jesse greeted. From the sound he's making, low and kind of vibrating, Kouchi knew that Jesse was also affected by his own words. Shit this is getting hotter. Kouchi replied with a soft and muffled moan. He really was so helpless.
"I thought I was talking to nothing and making no sense since you didn't reply at all, but I guess you pretty enjoyed yourself?" Jesse chuckled, but it was all breathy and just undeniably hot. "Put your phone on speaker, listen and just imagine everything as if I'm right there, helping you."
Kouchi nodded as if Jesse could see that, and did as he was instructed. He needed both hands to feel everything better anyway. Kouchi made a deep groan to tell Jesse he was ready.
"Alright, let me continue undressing you. I'm back to your chest, kissing down to your navel, then slipped your shirt and tossed it away." Jesse's breath hitched for a moment, "Let me stopped a bit to admire you. I've seen you naked several times when we took a bath together back then but it was nothing compared to this, especially with your dick rock hard and raging."
Jesse made a very sloppy sound, probably licking his lip audibly, There was another sloppy sound coming from the other end of the phone, and Kouchi was getting hotter by imagining that Jesse too was touching himself. For a moment there was nothing aside from the slick sounds of them stroking their own dicks, that alone was so lewd Kouchi could feel himself close.
"Fuck, Jesse. Close."
"Shit. Sorry but this is much more arousing than I thought it would be. I'm close too." It's true, Jesse's breath was uneven. He then let out a long moan that went straight to Kouchi's dick. "Kouchi," Jesse panted his name. Kouchi too, stroking harder and tighter, the pleasure pooling down and he could only mutter a trail of Jesse's name.
"Let's come together, Yugo." And that was all that was needed for Kouchi to finally lost it with a deep groan as he milked himself dry. Jesse in the other end made a long wail, crying out Kouchi's name, his voice sweet and much more beautiful than when he was singing.
A minute passed as they ride down their orgasm. Kouchi was all sticky and hot. He was very satisfied and relieved, before he realized that he just jerked off with his bestfriend. Holy crap it was just so wrong.
"Ah- uh-" Kouchi picked up his phone, but entirely unsure of what to say.
Probably knowing what Kouchi had in mind, Jesse chuckled. "Friends help each other, kay?"
Kouchi gulped. Yes, it was nothing wrong. Just friends helping each other. Absolutely nothing wrong.Kouchi kept telling himself before he cleared his throat.
"Yeah. Thank you... ?"
And Kouchi's glad they're still friends. They might even be helping each other more in the future. As friends, for sure.