A Peculiar Fascination
Title: A Peculiar Fascination
Pairing: Jongkey
Rating: NC-17
Genre: PWP!!
Word Count: 3200
Summary: Jonghyun has an addiction to Key's privates.
Warnings: Rimming, facesitting
It's weird, isn't it? To have such an interest as this. But it's just so intriguing, Jonghyun thinks. How can he not be a little fascinated? Although, realistically speaking, 'fascinated' is a bit of an understatement...
Jonghyun heaves an exhausted sigh. Keeping up with such a strange obsession just isn't his cup of tea. He's not the kind of guy who's into outrageous kinks and bizarre fetishes, not even close. His little attraction toward such an exclusive aspect of his good friend Key isn't weird, he tells himself... it's just something he thinks about intensely. You know, all the time.
Key is a rather feminine guy. If Jonghyun were to describe him in a word, it might be pretty, or something of the like. He's no doubt attractive, but his features are sharp and soft in all the right places, just the slightest curves in his figure. Despite his flat chest, he's got quite the ass, Jonghyun muses (and he appreciates that fact).
It's that fragile beauty that gets Jonghyun thinking... he wonders what Key looks like in all of his naked glory. Is his penis big? Bigger than Jonghyun's? Jonghyun isn't the biggest, but he's not ashamed of his size. He wonders if Key worries about such things. Key is the type of guy to have an air of confidence about every little thing he does, so Jonghyun figures he doesn't worry about what he looks like down there. Of Jonghyun's knowledge, Key doesn't sleep around a lot, mostly because he doesn't have the time, but what about those rare occurrences when he does? Sometimes Key reveals the instances when he had gotten drunk and wandered off with other people. The thought shakes Jonghyun.
He wonders how much hair he has down there, or how his testicles look. Is that an odd thing to wonder? The thought used to make him blush, but considering he thinks about it daily now, it doesn't phase him. It merely frustrates him; he wants to know what is hiding behind Key's tight pants. He wants to know badly.
How much does Key trim down there? Or does he trim at all? Or does he shave? God, Jonghyun doesn't know, but he needs to. Having an addiction to his friend's genitals is unquestionably strange, yes, but he doesn't give a damn anymore. He'd stopped giving a damn a long time ago.
Currently, he's staring at Key's crotch with an intent gaze, as if he'll be able to see through it if he glares hard enough. He doesn't.
"Are you okay, Jjong?" Key asks innocently, brows tucked inward and Jonghyun is immediately hit with a wave of guilt. "Is there something on my pants?"
"Um. No, you're okay," Jonghyun answers with forced nonchalance, and Key shrugs, going back to making dinner.
Jonghyun, seated at a bar stool in Key's apartment, continues to stare, but this time, at his ass. It's a little safer since Key is turned around now. It's only when Key faces him again that he shrinks back in his seat in fear, as if a dog being scolded by its owner.
"Did you want beer to drink?"
Jonghyun hums shakily.
Pause. "Are you sure you're okay, Jonghyun?"
"I feel great," responds Jonghyun instantly.
Key gives him an odd look, but doesn't prod any further. Jonghyun's gaze routinely shifts back to Key, dragging over his pink roots and thick blonde hair, his attractive facial features sending Jonghyun's mind into an almost lusty fog.
He stands.
"Jonghyun," Key calls as he reaches for the seasonings, "did you want--"
His thought is interrupted by his own yelp, as Jonghyun's hand dips into the back of his sweats, palm cupping one of his cheeks lightly.
"Jonghyun, what the fuck!" Key jumps away, looking scandalized and vaguely flustered.
Jonghyun, eyes glazed somewhat, gives Key a pleading look. "Kibum, I...I can explain."
"Why did you just grope me?"
"I...I need to..."
He steps forward, and Key flinches.
Jonghyun presses his body unashamedly to his friend's, relishing in the way the latter's breath catches in his throat. His palms glue to his hips and the bones there feel so good pressing into the flats of his hands.
"Jonghyun, what the fuck are you doing, seriously," Key snaps, but it's weak, affected. Jonghyun gains some confidence.
"Your groin," Jonghyun breathes.
Key freezes. "My groin?"
"I'm so curious, Kibum," Jonghyun whispers frantically, the sound of his own hysterical voice scaring himself. "I need to know." His hand migrates, sinking deeper and pawing Key's bulge.
Key whimpers just barely, and Jonghyun's eyes widen, self-control plummeting.
"I need it," he declares, taking Kibum and leading him to the couch, unceremoniously tossing him onto it.
A gleam of comprehension and, if Jonghyun's isn't just being hopeful, ardor flashes through Key's sleek eyes as the elder man settles in front of him.
"I need to know," Jonghyun mumbles, more to himself than to Kibum as he yanks his sweats and briefs off in one swift motion, jerking his legs apart.
The two men gasp in unison, and then Jonghyun relaxes, solace easing onto his features.
It's...cute. Sure, he isn't the biggest, just as Jonghyun had initially suspected, but his size fits Key. He's got a nice bed full of thick, black hair, uncrowded as it's trimmed down tastefully. His actual dick is sort of narrow, not as much girth as Jonghyun's, but it's a good length. It's darker than the rest of his pale skin, the orbed head flushed a pretty red color. Nestled beneath his penis is a pair of testicles, slackened, suspended above one of the sofa's cushions.
Key draws his legs in, and when Jonghyun meets his eyes, he seems earnestly embarrassed. Jonghyun says he has to blame him; Key doesn't have a single thing to be embarrassed about.
"What the hell, Jonghyun," mutters Key, arms wrapped around himself uneasily. "What the hell is your problem?"
"You look amazing," Jonghyun breathes, once again trying to part Key's legs. Key whines, but ultimately lets him, and it's that factor that baffles the elder man for a moment.
"I've always thought you were such a girl, Key," Jonghyun mouths, temporarily breathless, "and it's made me so curious as to what you were hiding down here. You're always so secretive and confident and it just made me wonder..." His hand reaches out to brush across the bare skin, but Key swats him away.
"You're fucking messed up, Jonghyun, I...I don't understand why you're thinking about shit like this."
"Neither do I," Jonghyun murmurs lowly, expecting such a response from Key, but looking crestfallen nonetheless. "I fucking know it's messed up, okay, but you know I'm a curious guy when it comes to things like this. I just wanna... just let me..." He groans as he tugs at his platinum tresses in frustration, unable to get across what he truly wants to say. Just let me jerk you off, I don't mean it in a gay way, I just wanna touch your genitals and maybe taste them a little and then it'll be over.
It doesn't even make sense in his head, so he doesn't bother trying to adjudicate such a scenario with Key. The other man seems to be contemplating whether or not Jonghyun is being serious, his eyebrows furrowed cutely, and Jonghyun wants nothing more than to brush his pink-lemonade hair away from his face so he can see those charming eyes of his.
"I'm sorry," Jonghyun deflates, head hung in shame. "I'm sorry."
"Are you... gay, Jonghyun?"
"No, that's why this is driving me crazy," he sighs heavily, opening his eyes only to be met with the sight of Key kicking off the material bunched at his ankles, one of his legs hanging off the couch as the other props itself on his friend's shoulder. Jonghyun blinks.
"Then it's fine, I guess," Key says with a ridiculous amount of composure, turning his gaze to his nails. "As long as you're just curious, then do what you will."
"Wha--" Jonghyun flushes. "You mean it?"
"Yeah." Key's eyes shift to his, albeit shyly.
"Oh." Jonghyun nods a couple of times in order to convince himself of the turn of events. "Oh. Cool."
"Yeah," Key coughs.
Jonghyun stares downward. Suddenly, it's all so intimidating, the sight of another man's genitalia, free for Jonghyun to use as he pleases. Now or never, he tells himself, taking a profound inhale for courage as he reaches between Key's legs.
His fingers curl around Key's limp appendage, and the younger man shifts restlessly. Jonghyun tilts his head. "Does it feel weird?"
"A little," Key admits, and Jonghyun begins moving his hand up and down, swallowing away his nerves the best he can.
"Have you ever had another person do this?"
"Not for a long time," reveals the younger, shifting again, but if Jonghyun isn't mistaken, this time he's wriggling closer, angling his hips up a little for better access.
"It's weird," Key resumes, and Jonghyun listens carefully, his ring of fingers squeezing with a moderate amount of pressure as his hand drags up and down the shaft lazily, "to have such big fingers around me. They're rough. I'm used to my puny ones," he chuckles weakly, almost insecurely, gesturing to one of his hands.
Jonghyun shakes his head, sheepish. "My fingers are stubby."
"They feel nice," Key says quietly, eyes flickering up to Jonghyun's face.
Jonghyun reddens, hand faltering. "I'm glad." His gaze drops to his fist again, and he increases the speed a little. Key makes a soft noise that sounds something like a moan, and his dick lurches in the elder's hold. Jonghyun's blush darkens.
"You're getting harder."
"That's what happens when you get your dick tugged, dumbass," Key grumbles, professedly vexed and humiliated.
Jonghyun rakes his gaze over Key's lower half, his smooth, creamy thighs that seem so out of place alongside his thickening dick. The muscles in his legs quake and twitch every now and then, occasionally attempting to stretch wider and lean into Jonghyun's touch when the latter does something that Key particularly savors.
"Can I taste?"
"Wh-what?" Key sputters, pleasured trance shattering due to Jonghyun's abrupt question.
"You know. Can I... um, taste your..." he trails off, slapping his free hand to his face in discomfiture.
"Um...knock yourself out," Key permits meekly, just as awkward.
Jonghyun lowers his head immediately, avoiding his friend's face as he does so. The heat strikes him so hard he almost swears his vision fogs. Key's erection, now much more red and a little wetter, jolts against its owner's stomach whenever Jonghyun breathes a stream of cool air onto it. Key has trouble exhaling, and Jonghyun's chest swells with pride.
His fingers once again find Key's dick, wrapping around the base. He keeps it in place as his mouth closes around the head, tongue brushing across it to get a brief taste. It's bitter, and a little salty. His entire crotch section smells like boyish musk, and somehow that essence is now overwhelming his mouth. He can't say he doesn't enjoy it.
His mouth grows bolder, sinking down on the length of the younger man. His head bobs at an easygoing pace, testing the waters, and Key writhes a little, back arching off of the couch. It's strange, to have something like this in his mouth. He's used to seeing girls with nothing there, just a neat pyramid of hair and a smooth stomach. Key has a valley of fine hair beneath his navel leading to his goods, though, and it's odd to have something that protrudes from such an area twitching around in his mouth, warm and heavy and, admittedly, making Jonghyun crave more.
He pulls off, watches as Key's wet cock drops, now outright hard and aimed at Key's chin. Key's breath is frazzled, and Jonghyun concludes that he must not get out much if he's already this out of breath.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah," Key sighs, back falling onto the cushions again. "Yeah. I'm just not used to this is all. It's nice."
He smirks idly, and Jonghyun gulps, head ducking lower.
His hands grab the backs of Key's thighs, encouraging him to bend his body further. Key, with effortless flexibility, complies, lower back lifting as his leg on Jonghyun's shoulder roves to the back of the couch, resting there cozily.
Jonghyun mouths along one of Key's balls, mostly just as an experiment. He listens to Key's breathing pattern--the one that had just regulated--shudder, growing strained again. Key doesn't touch himself, only waits, allowing Jonghyun to do as he pleases, the older man's mouth going to town on the blonde man's testicles.
"Do you wanna switch it up a little?" Jonghyun asks in a whisper, all the while tonguing at Key's balls, a gloss of saliva coating them as his shame swiftly wanes.
"Y-you mean... I suck you now?"
Jonghyun stills, drawing back a little. "No," he shakes his head briskly. "Oh, no, I meant... you could turn over."
Key's parted lips seal shut. "Oh. Yeah, that's okay," he grants permission, already moving away to situate himself differently.
Jonghyun waits for his face to cool, but it only heats up tenfold at the new sight he's met with.
Key is now braced on his forearms, chest against the sofa, rear in the air, pushed back and at Jonghyun's mercy. The older man gulps, nearly choking.
Key is hairless, which Jonghyun appreciates. The elder drags his hands up the backs of Key's fleshy thighs before reaching his actual ass. His thumbs dip into the cleft, digits pushing opposite of each other so he can have a peek. His eyes widen, breath catching. He wonders how tight Key is. Would he be tighter than a girl?
"Jonghyun," calls Key, mortification lacing his uncertain tone, "Jonghyun, what are you doing back there?"
"Admiring," Jonghyun unveils without hesitation, keeping Key spread.
Key stirs. "Jjong..."
Jonghyun's tongue pokes out, shyly nudging the younger's entrance. Key gasps.
"You said I could taste," Jonghyun reminds, once again earning more of a backbone courtesy of Key's reactions, tongue digging into the tiny hole, unable to totally insert.
"I... I didn't mean my..." Key tries, voice teeny and adorably frail.
But Key isn't convincing anyone, and if anything, his fragility and lack of fight only excites Jonghyun further.
The pale-haired man hums low in his throat, thoroughly enjoying eating his friend out. His tongue drags in leisure strokes, teasing Key's hole only to watch it shake, the rippled muscles there anticipating Jonghyun's wet mouth, as if to mutely beg for the warmth to stay pressed against him.
Jonghyun stares dazedly, licking his lips before unconsciously collecting a bit of saliva in his mouth. He waits until it's pooling, until Key is wiggling his ass backward, peering over his shoulder impatiently.
"Jonghyun?"
And Jonghyun lets the build-up empty from his mouth, a thick thread of spit dribbling into the crease of Key's hungrily-waiting ass. Key shivers, Jonghyun going back to work instantly, lapping up his own saliva, making a perfect mess out of Key's backside.
"Oh fuck," Key whispers sharply, shoving his ass back, reserve obliterated at this point.
"What, you like that, Kibum?" Jonghyun wonders, slapping Key's hip for emphasis, not too brutally, but hard enough for Key to jolt from the impact.
"Y-yes," Key whimpers, and Jonghyun seesaws for a moment, not knowing whether he should be turned on or shocked. He figures he's a little of both. He's not afraid to admit that seeing a man like Key in such a compromising position, uncharacteristically submissive, does noteworthy things to his dick. Things that are making his current situation down there exceedingly uncomfortable.
"What do you want, Key?" the elder inquires with perhaps a trace of amusement, enjoying the knowledge of Key falling apart with just the skill of his tongue alone.
"I... suck me off," Key demands, voice holding more authority and less resignation. Jonghyun shudders.
"Turn around."
Key complies, but as Jonghyun eagerly licks his lips, ducking his head to finish the job at hand, he earns a harsh tug on his hair, calling for him to grunt with distaste.
Key has a fistful of Jonghyun's white locks, an eyebrow cocked behind his bright blonde fringe, second guesses flying over his features. "Lie down."
Jonghyun blinks, eyes slightly insecure. "But, I--"
"Lie down," Key repeats, grimace dropping onto his lips, and Jonghyun has no choice but to obey, leaning back, head falling to the headrest of the couch.
Key is over him a moment later, throwing a leg over his chest. Jonghyun's big eyes dart up in question, locking with his friend's, and suddenly said man looks so strangely predatory.
"I'm gonna ride your face."
Jonghyun's eyes widen, but as Key moves over him further, they hood with approval. However, they're fluttering shut not a second later, his palms latching to the blonde's thighs, lips separating as Key juts his ass down.
Key moans as if he's performing for a pornography, but he doesn't sound trashy. Although whiny, Key's voice does a phenomenal job at exciting Jonghyun in all the right ways, and soon the older is reaching down, palming at his own throbbing dick for some fleeting relief.
Key is much less restrained now, by all means. His ass grinds into Jonghyun's mouth with every instant, and although this isn't exactly what Jonghyun signed up for, there's no way in hell he's stopping. This is more than he could have dreamed for, and he sighs a little against Key's hole, relishing in the warm feeling of the blonde's balls dragging across his forehead.
"I'm gonna fucking cum," Key declares in a voice comparable to a sob, and Jonghyun jerks him back hurriedly, taking his aching-red cock into the moistness of his mouth. Key chokes on a startled inhale, nails clawing at the elder's scalp encouragingly, keeping him steady as he rocks his hips wildly.
Jonghyun sucks him deep, hard. He's breathing through his nose and it hurts, he can't get enough oxygen from his smothered position but damn does it feel incredible. The only warning he gets from Key is the urgency that finds his voice, fingers pressing deeper into Jonghyun's head. Jonghyun grunts as release erupts into his mouth.
Key's softening cock grows sensitive as the blonde man cries out weakly, but Jonghyun doesn't stop sucking, keeping his pace quick having already swallowed Key's load.
"Jonghyun," implores Key, trying to pull back, and Jonghyun's suction increases as he keeps his lips engulfed at the head, not bothering to tease anymore. His slick muscle dips into the slit, collecting any excess release, causing Key to thrash above him, his hypersensitivity found endearing by Jonghyun.
Finally, Jonghyun draws away. He makes a show of licking his lips, savoring the taste, and Key pulls a face, crawling off of Jonghyun carefully, bending afterward to collect his discarded clothes. Jonghyun stares at his ass.
"You're a jerk," decides Key in that defensive voice of his, the one that gives way that he's no doubt telling a lie.
Jonghyun smirks, lounging back into the armrest of the couch, pawing idly at his boner.
"But," Key continues as he steps into his boxers, flipping his fringe into place once he's straightened up again, "if you're ever curious again, I'd be glad to help."
Jonghyun chuckles. "Wanna help now? I've still got this," he mutters, gesturing to his groin.
Key eyes his bulge, then shrugs. "I've gotta finish dinner. You're on your own, buddy."
The blonde returns to the kitchen, and a minute later, he has a horny Jonghyun pressed against his back, a very needy erection digging into his ass.
Key turns in Jonghyun's embrace, and the elder smirks knowingly. Key's jaw clenches in defeat.
"I guess dinner can wait."
A/N: alrighty! well i'm glad i got that off my chest. to be honest, this was just going to be some blowjob fic, then i asked my friend, "what could make this more interesting?" and she replied, "facesitting". i'd never written it before, and to be honest, it embarrasses the hell outta me. i dunno why, because i'm pretty shameless with other stuff that's far more vulgar. anyway, voila! this fic was born. i swear i'm going to upload more stories with plots, they're just in the process of being finished right now ^^;; hope you enjoyed this!
Pairing: Jongkey
Rating: NC-17
Genre: PWP!!
Word Count: 3200
Summary: Jonghyun has an addiction to Key's privates.
Warnings: Rimming, facesitting
It's weird, isn't it? To have such an interest as this. But it's just so intriguing, Jonghyun thinks. How can he not be a little fascinated? Although, realistically speaking, 'fascinated' is a bit of an understatement...
Jonghyun heaves an exhausted sigh. Keeping up with such a strange obsession just isn't his cup of tea. He's not the kind of guy who's into outrageous kinks and bizarre fetishes, not even close. His little attraction toward such an exclusive aspect of his good friend Key isn't weird, he tells himself... it's just something he thinks about intensely. You know, all the time.
Key is a rather feminine guy. If Jonghyun were to describe him in a word, it might be pretty, or something of the like. He's no doubt attractive, but his features are sharp and soft in all the right places, just the slightest curves in his figure. Despite his flat chest, he's got quite the ass, Jonghyun muses (and he appreciates that fact).
It's that fragile beauty that gets Jonghyun thinking... he wonders what Key looks like in all of his naked glory. Is his penis big? Bigger than Jonghyun's? Jonghyun isn't the biggest, but he's not ashamed of his size. He wonders if Key worries about such things. Key is the type of guy to have an air of confidence about every little thing he does, so Jonghyun figures he doesn't worry about what he looks like down there. Of Jonghyun's knowledge, Key doesn't sleep around a lot, mostly because he doesn't have the time, but what about those rare occurrences when he does? Sometimes Key reveals the instances when he had gotten drunk and wandered off with other people. The thought shakes Jonghyun.
He wonders how much hair he has down there, or how his testicles look. Is that an odd thing to wonder? The thought used to make him blush, but considering he thinks about it daily now, it doesn't phase him. It merely frustrates him; he wants to know what is hiding behind Key's tight pants. He wants to know badly.
How much does Key trim down there? Or does he trim at all? Or does he shave? God, Jonghyun doesn't know, but he needs to. Having an addiction to his friend's genitals is unquestionably strange, yes, but he doesn't give a damn anymore. He'd stopped giving a damn a long time ago.
Currently, he's staring at Key's crotch with an intent gaze, as if he'll be able to see through it if he glares hard enough. He doesn't.
"Are you okay, Jjong?" Key asks innocently, brows tucked inward and Jonghyun is immediately hit with a wave of guilt. "Is there something on my pants?"
"Um. No, you're okay," Jonghyun answers with forced nonchalance, and Key shrugs, going back to making dinner.
Jonghyun, seated at a bar stool in Key's apartment, continues to stare, but this time, at his ass. It's a little safer since Key is turned around now. It's only when Key faces him again that he shrinks back in his seat in fear, as if a dog being scolded by its owner.
"Did you want beer to drink?"
Jonghyun hums shakily.
Pause. "Are you sure you're okay, Jonghyun?"
"I feel great," responds Jonghyun instantly.
Key gives him an odd look, but doesn't prod any further. Jonghyun's gaze routinely shifts back to Key, dragging over his pink roots and thick blonde hair, his attractive facial features sending Jonghyun's mind into an almost lusty fog.
He stands.
"Jonghyun," Key calls as he reaches for the seasonings, "did you want--"
His thought is interrupted by his own yelp, as Jonghyun's hand dips into the back of his sweats, palm cupping one of his cheeks lightly.
"Jonghyun, what the fuck!" Key jumps away, looking scandalized and vaguely flustered.
Jonghyun, eyes glazed somewhat, gives Key a pleading look. "Kibum, I...I can explain."
"Why did you just grope me?"
"I...I need to..."
He steps forward, and Key flinches.
Jonghyun presses his body unashamedly to his friend's, relishing in the way the latter's breath catches in his throat. His palms glue to his hips and the bones there feel so good pressing into the flats of his hands.
"Jonghyun, what the fuck are you doing, seriously," Key snaps, but it's weak, affected. Jonghyun gains some confidence.
"Your groin," Jonghyun breathes.
Key freezes. "My groin?"
"I'm so curious, Kibum," Jonghyun whispers frantically, the sound of his own hysterical voice scaring himself. "I need to know." His hand migrates, sinking deeper and pawing Key's bulge.
Key whimpers just barely, and Jonghyun's eyes widen, self-control plummeting.
"I need it," he declares, taking Kibum and leading him to the couch, unceremoniously tossing him onto it.
A gleam of comprehension and, if Jonghyun's isn't just being hopeful, ardor flashes through Key's sleek eyes as the elder man settles in front of him.
"I need to know," Jonghyun mumbles, more to himself than to Kibum as he yanks his sweats and briefs off in one swift motion, jerking his legs apart.
The two men gasp in unison, and then Jonghyun relaxes, solace easing onto his features.
It's...cute. Sure, he isn't the biggest, just as Jonghyun had initially suspected, but his size fits Key. He's got a nice bed full of thick, black hair, uncrowded as it's trimmed down tastefully. His actual dick is sort of narrow, not as much girth as Jonghyun's, but it's a good length. It's darker than the rest of his pale skin, the orbed head flushed a pretty red color. Nestled beneath his penis is a pair of testicles, slackened, suspended above one of the sofa's cushions.
Key draws his legs in, and when Jonghyun meets his eyes, he seems earnestly embarrassed. Jonghyun says he has to blame him; Key doesn't have a single thing to be embarrassed about.
"What the hell, Jonghyun," mutters Key, arms wrapped around himself uneasily. "What the hell is your problem?"
"You look amazing," Jonghyun breathes, once again trying to part Key's legs. Key whines, but ultimately lets him, and it's that factor that baffles the elder man for a moment.
"I've always thought you were such a girl, Key," Jonghyun mouths, temporarily breathless, "and it's made me so curious as to what you were hiding down here. You're always so secretive and confident and it just made me wonder..." His hand reaches out to brush across the bare skin, but Key swats him away.
"You're fucking messed up, Jonghyun, I...I don't understand why you're thinking about shit like this."
"Neither do I," Jonghyun murmurs lowly, expecting such a response from Key, but looking crestfallen nonetheless. "I fucking know it's messed up, okay, but you know I'm a curious guy when it comes to things like this. I just wanna... just let me..." He groans as he tugs at his platinum tresses in frustration, unable to get across what he truly wants to say. Just let me jerk you off, I don't mean it in a gay way, I just wanna touch your genitals and maybe taste them a little and then it'll be over.
It doesn't even make sense in his head, so he doesn't bother trying to adjudicate such a scenario with Key. The other man seems to be contemplating whether or not Jonghyun is being serious, his eyebrows furrowed cutely, and Jonghyun wants nothing more than to brush his pink-lemonade hair away from his face so he can see those charming eyes of his.
"I'm sorry," Jonghyun deflates, head hung in shame. "I'm sorry."
"Are you... gay, Jonghyun?"
"No, that's why this is driving me crazy," he sighs heavily, opening his eyes only to be met with the sight of Key kicking off the material bunched at his ankles, one of his legs hanging off the couch as the other props itself on his friend's shoulder. Jonghyun blinks.
"Then it's fine, I guess," Key says with a ridiculous amount of composure, turning his gaze to his nails. "As long as you're just curious, then do what you will."
"Wha--" Jonghyun flushes. "You mean it?"
"Yeah." Key's eyes shift to his, albeit shyly.
"Oh." Jonghyun nods a couple of times in order to convince himself of the turn of events. "Oh. Cool."
"Yeah," Key coughs.
Jonghyun stares downward. Suddenly, it's all so intimidating, the sight of another man's genitalia, free for Jonghyun to use as he pleases. Now or never, he tells himself, taking a profound inhale for courage as he reaches between Key's legs.
His fingers curl around Key's limp appendage, and the younger man shifts restlessly. Jonghyun tilts his head. "Does it feel weird?"
"A little," Key admits, and Jonghyun begins moving his hand up and down, swallowing away his nerves the best he can.
"Have you ever had another person do this?"
"Not for a long time," reveals the younger, shifting again, but if Jonghyun isn't mistaken, this time he's wriggling closer, angling his hips up a little for better access.
"It's weird," Key resumes, and Jonghyun listens carefully, his ring of fingers squeezing with a moderate amount of pressure as his hand drags up and down the shaft lazily, "to have such big fingers around me. They're rough. I'm used to my puny ones," he chuckles weakly, almost insecurely, gesturing to one of his hands.
Jonghyun shakes his head, sheepish. "My fingers are stubby."
"They feel nice," Key says quietly, eyes flickering up to Jonghyun's face.
Jonghyun reddens, hand faltering. "I'm glad." His gaze drops to his fist again, and he increases the speed a little. Key makes a soft noise that sounds something like a moan, and his dick lurches in the elder's hold. Jonghyun's blush darkens.
"You're getting harder."
"That's what happens when you get your dick tugged, dumbass," Key grumbles, professedly vexed and humiliated.
Jonghyun rakes his gaze over Key's lower half, his smooth, creamy thighs that seem so out of place alongside his thickening dick. The muscles in his legs quake and twitch every now and then, occasionally attempting to stretch wider and lean into Jonghyun's touch when the latter does something that Key particularly savors.
"Can I taste?"
"Wh-what?" Key sputters, pleasured trance shattering due to Jonghyun's abrupt question.
"You know. Can I... um, taste your..." he trails off, slapping his free hand to his face in discomfiture.
"Um...knock yourself out," Key permits meekly, just as awkward.
Jonghyun lowers his head immediately, avoiding his friend's face as he does so. The heat strikes him so hard he almost swears his vision fogs. Key's erection, now much more red and a little wetter, jolts against its owner's stomach whenever Jonghyun breathes a stream of cool air onto it. Key has trouble exhaling, and Jonghyun's chest swells with pride.
His fingers once again find Key's dick, wrapping around the base. He keeps it in place as his mouth closes around the head, tongue brushing across it to get a brief taste. It's bitter, and a little salty. His entire crotch section smells like boyish musk, and somehow that essence is now overwhelming his mouth. He can't say he doesn't enjoy it.
His mouth grows bolder, sinking down on the length of the younger man. His head bobs at an easygoing pace, testing the waters, and Key writhes a little, back arching off of the couch. It's strange, to have something like this in his mouth. He's used to seeing girls with nothing there, just a neat pyramid of hair and a smooth stomach. Key has a valley of fine hair beneath his navel leading to his goods, though, and it's odd to have something that protrudes from such an area twitching around in his mouth, warm and heavy and, admittedly, making Jonghyun crave more.
He pulls off, watches as Key's wet cock drops, now outright hard and aimed at Key's chin. Key's breath is frazzled, and Jonghyun concludes that he must not get out much if he's already this out of breath.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah," Key sighs, back falling onto the cushions again. "Yeah. I'm just not used to this is all. It's nice."
He smirks idly, and Jonghyun gulps, head ducking lower.
His hands grab the backs of Key's thighs, encouraging him to bend his body further. Key, with effortless flexibility, complies, lower back lifting as his leg on Jonghyun's shoulder roves to the back of the couch, resting there cozily.
Jonghyun mouths along one of Key's balls, mostly just as an experiment. He listens to Key's breathing pattern--the one that had just regulated--shudder, growing strained again. Key doesn't touch himself, only waits, allowing Jonghyun to do as he pleases, the older man's mouth going to town on the blonde man's testicles.
"Do you wanna switch it up a little?" Jonghyun asks in a whisper, all the while tonguing at Key's balls, a gloss of saliva coating them as his shame swiftly wanes.
"Y-you mean... I suck you now?"
Jonghyun stills, drawing back a little. "No," he shakes his head briskly. "Oh, no, I meant... you could turn over."
Key's parted lips seal shut. "Oh. Yeah, that's okay," he grants permission, already moving away to situate himself differently.
Jonghyun waits for his face to cool, but it only heats up tenfold at the new sight he's met with.
Key is now braced on his forearms, chest against the sofa, rear in the air, pushed back and at Jonghyun's mercy. The older man gulps, nearly choking.
Key is hairless, which Jonghyun appreciates. The elder drags his hands up the backs of Key's fleshy thighs before reaching his actual ass. His thumbs dip into the cleft, digits pushing opposite of each other so he can have a peek. His eyes widen, breath catching. He wonders how tight Key is. Would he be tighter than a girl?
"Jonghyun," calls Key, mortification lacing his uncertain tone, "Jonghyun, what are you doing back there?"
"Admiring," Jonghyun unveils without hesitation, keeping Key spread.
Key stirs. "Jjong..."
Jonghyun's tongue pokes out, shyly nudging the younger's entrance. Key gasps.
"You said I could taste," Jonghyun reminds, once again earning more of a backbone courtesy of Key's reactions, tongue digging into the tiny hole, unable to totally insert.
"I... I didn't mean my..." Key tries, voice teeny and adorably frail.
But Key isn't convincing anyone, and if anything, his fragility and lack of fight only excites Jonghyun further.
The pale-haired man hums low in his throat, thoroughly enjoying eating his friend out. His tongue drags in leisure strokes, teasing Key's hole only to watch it shake, the rippled muscles there anticipating Jonghyun's wet mouth, as if to mutely beg for the warmth to stay pressed against him.
Jonghyun stares dazedly, licking his lips before unconsciously collecting a bit of saliva in his mouth. He waits until it's pooling, until Key is wiggling his ass backward, peering over his shoulder impatiently.
"Jonghyun?"
And Jonghyun lets the build-up empty from his mouth, a thick thread of spit dribbling into the crease of Key's hungrily-waiting ass. Key shivers, Jonghyun going back to work instantly, lapping up his own saliva, making a perfect mess out of Key's backside.
"Oh fuck," Key whispers sharply, shoving his ass back, reserve obliterated at this point.
"What, you like that, Kibum?" Jonghyun wonders, slapping Key's hip for emphasis, not too brutally, but hard enough for Key to jolt from the impact.
"Y-yes," Key whimpers, and Jonghyun seesaws for a moment, not knowing whether he should be turned on or shocked. He figures he's a little of both. He's not afraid to admit that seeing a man like Key in such a compromising position, uncharacteristically submissive, does noteworthy things to his dick. Things that are making his current situation down there exceedingly uncomfortable.
"What do you want, Key?" the elder inquires with perhaps a trace of amusement, enjoying the knowledge of Key falling apart with just the skill of his tongue alone.
"I... suck me off," Key demands, voice holding more authority and less resignation. Jonghyun shudders.
"Turn around."
Key complies, but as Jonghyun eagerly licks his lips, ducking his head to finish the job at hand, he earns a harsh tug on his hair, calling for him to grunt with distaste.
Key has a fistful of Jonghyun's white locks, an eyebrow cocked behind his bright blonde fringe, second guesses flying over his features. "Lie down."
Jonghyun blinks, eyes slightly insecure. "But, I--"
"Lie down," Key repeats, grimace dropping onto his lips, and Jonghyun has no choice but to obey, leaning back, head falling to the headrest of the couch.
Key is over him a moment later, throwing a leg over his chest. Jonghyun's big eyes dart up in question, locking with his friend's, and suddenly said man looks so strangely predatory.
"I'm gonna ride your face."
Jonghyun's eyes widen, but as Key moves over him further, they hood with approval. However, they're fluttering shut not a second later, his palms latching to the blonde's thighs, lips separating as Key juts his ass down.
Key moans as if he's performing for a pornography, but he doesn't sound trashy. Although whiny, Key's voice does a phenomenal job at exciting Jonghyun in all the right ways, and soon the older is reaching down, palming at his own throbbing dick for some fleeting relief.
Key is much less restrained now, by all means. His ass grinds into Jonghyun's mouth with every instant, and although this isn't exactly what Jonghyun signed up for, there's no way in hell he's stopping. This is more than he could have dreamed for, and he sighs a little against Key's hole, relishing in the warm feeling of the blonde's balls dragging across his forehead.
"I'm gonna fucking cum," Key declares in a voice comparable to a sob, and Jonghyun jerks him back hurriedly, taking his aching-red cock into the moistness of his mouth. Key chokes on a startled inhale, nails clawing at the elder's scalp encouragingly, keeping him steady as he rocks his hips wildly.
Jonghyun sucks him deep, hard. He's breathing through his nose and it hurts, he can't get enough oxygen from his smothered position but damn does it feel incredible. The only warning he gets from Key is the urgency that finds his voice, fingers pressing deeper into Jonghyun's head. Jonghyun grunts as release erupts into his mouth.
Key's softening cock grows sensitive as the blonde man cries out weakly, but Jonghyun doesn't stop sucking, keeping his pace quick having already swallowed Key's load.
"Jonghyun," implores Key, trying to pull back, and Jonghyun's suction increases as he keeps his lips engulfed at the head, not bothering to tease anymore. His slick muscle dips into the slit, collecting any excess release, causing Key to thrash above him, his hypersensitivity found endearing by Jonghyun.
Finally, Jonghyun draws away. He makes a show of licking his lips, savoring the taste, and Key pulls a face, crawling off of Jonghyun carefully, bending afterward to collect his discarded clothes. Jonghyun stares at his ass.
"You're a jerk," decides Key in that defensive voice of his, the one that gives way that he's no doubt telling a lie.
Jonghyun smirks, lounging back into the armrest of the couch, pawing idly at his boner.
"But," Key continues as he steps into his boxers, flipping his fringe into place once he's straightened up again, "if you're ever curious again, I'd be glad to help."
Jonghyun chuckles. "Wanna help now? I've still got this," he mutters, gesturing to his groin.
Key eyes his bulge, then shrugs. "I've gotta finish dinner. You're on your own, buddy."
The blonde returns to the kitchen, and a minute later, he has a horny Jonghyun pressed against his back, a very needy erection digging into his ass.
Key turns in Jonghyun's embrace, and the elder smirks knowingly. Key's jaw clenches in defeat.
"I guess dinner can wait."
A/N: alrighty! well i'm glad i got that off my chest. to be honest, this was just going to be some blowjob fic, then i asked my friend, "what could make this more interesting?" and she replied, "facesitting". i'd never written it before, and to be honest, it embarrasses the hell outta me. i dunno why, because i'm pretty shameless with other stuff that's far more vulgar. anyway, voila! this fic was born. i swear i'm going to upload more stories with plots, they're just in the process of being finished right now ^^;; hope you enjoyed this!