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Renjun looks out the window, looking at the green nature passing by. He still can't believe he is forced to spend two whole weeks in some sort of wack summer camp. He doesn't even know if he can call it that, it's more a place for parents to dump their annoying children who would otherwise break the house down.
"Come on, smile a little!" His mom says as she continues to look at the road. "I'm sure that you will meet a lot of new people!"
He sighs. That's the problem.
Renjun steps out of the car annoyedly. He only looks at the ground as he grabs his bags and receives a hug from his mom. They're late. He feels people looking at him. Or they can see that he's not from here, maybe he looks different.
"Hey, it's for the better, mhm?" His mom says to him. "Now you don't have to cook and be alone. And it's a great way to make new friends!" She smiles and pats him on his back. When she sees that her son doesn't look as happy about the situation as her, she tries to reassure him. "It's just this year, okay?"
Renjun looks shortly at her. "For real?"
His mom smiles. "Yes. But this time you have to go. I'm sure the people will be nice!"
As Renjun walks to the gathering place where all the people of his age are, he sees what he had expected. Everyone is on their phones, all with the same expression as him. Some lay on their back, almost asleep. Others sit on the picnic tables, staring and daydreaming about other things they could be doing on their summer break.
Renjun decides to sit against a tree, where not many people are. Still, there is always one of them that decides it's a good idea to talk to him.
"Hey, were you at the tent division too? I don't think I saw you," a boy with long lashes and soft hair says. "I'm Jaemin, by the way."
There are a few others but they don't bother to participate in the conversation.
"No, I wasn't, I was late." He looks a bit skeptical at the boy, "Do you know with whom I am classified?"
He laughs, showing his perfectly white teeth. "If you could tell me your name, then maybe."
"Sorry," he coughs a little awkwardly, "it's Renjun."
The other inspects him for a few seconds. "Is this your first time at this camp?"
"Yeah," Renjun says with suspicion in his voice.
"Ah, makes sense. Most people go with their friends or just people that they know." He gestures vaguely at some people who are sitting in groups. "So, not to be mean, but I think you'll end up with a loner. If our tent wasn't full I might have invited you."
'Might'. Well, that didn't sound too positive.
"That's just how it always goes, it's not because of you," Jaemin says as he looks around. "There are some weirdos amongst them though, but I'll let you discover that on your own," he says smugly. Then he laughs a little and stands up to go sit with his friends, or what looks like people he knows, again.
Renjun scratches his head. He doesn't know what to think of what he has just heard. It could be a joke, a way to taunt him because he's new. But the way Jaemin said it makes him think that it isn't. He will conceive it as a warning, he concludes.
After a few awkward introduction games, announcements and rules, they are told to go and set up their tents.
Renjun goes to one of the camp supervisors who is standing with a few people, who might also not have a tent designated for them or chosen someone.
"Excuse me, but I don't have a tent or someone to share a tent with yet. I was late, I think I missed it."
The others look bored, not even caring one bit about him.
"Oh! I heard something like that indeed. So you must be," he looks shortly at the crumpled paper he has in his hand, "Renjun!"
"Yeah."
One of the people stares at him. He has black hair and is holding a pop-up tent, which is probably his. Even when Renjun looks back at him, he doesn't look away. It makes him a little uncomfortable, and he tries not to think about what Jaemin said to him earlier.
"Okay, so, there are four in total that are not assigned a tent yet. Since we now have two boys and two girls, it's logical that that will be the division." He gets a pen from his back pocket and writes something on the paper. "So, Renjun, you will go with Jeno." He gestures at the boy who Renjun had just had a stare battle with. "Jeno has the tent, so you two can start setting up too. I will arrange a tent for these girls, let me know if there are any problems." He smiles kindly and turns to the girls.
The boy, Jeno, walks up to him. "The boys' side is there," he points to the left side of a big field of grass. He starts walking toward it, and Renjun follows. "They always try to keep boys and girls separate as much as possible when it comes to sleeping. But at the end of the camp everyone has at least one time had sex so, their plan isn't really working," he snorts.
Renjun looks at him with an uncomprehending look, an eyebrow raised. Jeno doesn't notice, though. He's too busy with inspecting other's tents and the people surrounding them.
They walk in silence to the end trail of tents, the only place where enough space is left because they're so late. Jeno throws the tent to the side and rolls out the groundsheet.
"What do I need to do?" Renjun asks.
"Grab the tent and put it there," he points to the middle of the sail.
Renjun does as he's told, although he doesn't like to be demanded like that. "So...you've been at this camp before?" He says, trying hard to break the awkward silence. The tense atmosphere is starting to get on his nerves.
"Yes." Without turning around he gestures to Renjun that he needs to take a step back. Jeno unzips the big tent bag, and the tent springs free, and stands on his own. "Each year I end up with someone else in my tent, though." He laughs.
Okay. So he's one of the weirdos. But honestly, he saw that one coming.
Jeno grabs a few tent pegs and a hammer and begins to secure the tent with it. Renjun sighs, feeling like a spectator more than a fellow worker. Since there's not much that has to be done, he decides to accept his fate and sits down on the grass.
"Even better, sitting and being pretty," he hears Jeno say.
He stares at him. A bit flustered but also confused. "Thanks?"
Jeno snorts again and continues with what he was doing. It takes him only a few more minutes to get it done. Then he sits next to Renjun, instead of continuing with a new part.
Renjun thinks it might be a hint that he should do something now. But as he wants to stand up, he feels a warm hand on his arm. "No, stay, we have enough time," Jeno says to him.
Renjun looks behind and sees Jeno smiling innocently at him. He sits back down, but Jeno's hand on his arm doesn't leave.
"So," Jeno says as he begins lightly stroking the other's arm with his fingertips, "do you have a girlfriend? Or boyfriend?"
"Uh." He shifts looking between the fingers on his arm and Jeno's eyes, "No. Why?"
"What do you think?" Jeno says and chuckles as he comes closer to him. "I think you're gorgeous," he says, just a few inches away from the other.
Renjun starts to get uncomfortable again. "Well, thanks, but I'm not really interested," he says with pink cheeks. He stands up, now ignoring the hand on his arm. "What's up next to do?"
The rest of the day is more introduction and not doing anything. Renjun doesn't try to talk to people, and others don't seem to need to talk to him either. So, he ends up sitting alone at the end of one of the large rectangular tables at dinner.
He pricks a few pieces of plain pasta on his fork as he listens to the conversation going on next to him.
"Hey, do you have any flavored condoms by the way?" One of the girls lazily asks as she's chewing on a piece of vegetable with her mouth open.
"Yeah for sure, I'll give them later. Have you seen Mark's longer hair already? He looks so hot, I'd suck his dick on the spot."
Renjun tries not to glance at them but it's hard. Said guy is probably not far away and they still talk this shamelessly about him. He begins to eat faster, suddenly wanting to leave the place even more than he wanted to before.
At a given moment he doesn't hear the girls talking anymore. When he carefully looks up, he sees them both looking at him. They look at him with half-lidded eyes, not impressed by the way he awkwardly tries to swallow his food as fast as possible.
"Are you sleeping with Jeno?" One of them asks, a hand going to comb through her hair.
Renjun awkwardly coughs, "I will be sleeping in the same tent as him, yes." They almost can't hear him because of the loud voices of everyone that echo through the big space.
One of them chuckles, "For Jeno, it's the same thing."
"Good luck with standing that horny weirdo tonight," the other says, now both laughing.
Renjun looks back at his pasta. He's not hungry anymore.
As Renjun lays on his mattress which almost feels like the ground, he waits anxiously for Jeno to come back from the toilet block. Now that he has heard from multiple people how weird Jeno is, he can't help but believe it.
Even though he should be scared of what's coming, a tiny bit of him is curious about what will happen when Jeno comes back. If it's that bad or if everyone's just exaggerating it. Maybe he is picky, maybe he only does weird stuff when he's horny, or maybe it's just rumors of what none is actually true.
It won't take long for him to find out, because he hears the zipper of the tent going up. Jeno's back, and as soon as he closes both zippers and sits on his bed, he takes his shirt off.
Renjun regrets not pretending to be asleep. Now he has seen Jeno's naked upper body, which is pretty toned.
"Good night," Renjun says and turns his back to him, as it means that he doesn't want a conversation to start.
However Jeno doesn't seem to have noticed, or he decided to ignore it. "Going to sleep already? It's pretty early."
He feels Jeno shuffling closer to him. "Don't you think it's nice to talk a little?" He says it a lot more sensually than he's supposed to.
Renjun sighs loudly. "About what?" He asks without turning around.
"What you want." Jeno's practically breathing against the other's neck now. "Or we could do something else, something more fun than talking."
Renjun clenches his jaw. This guy is starting to get on his nerves. Usually, when you tell people you're not interested in them they're hurt, sometimes mad, but not still drawn to you and trying to win you over.
But Jeno takes it a step further. He presses his body, which is not even in his sleeping bag, against Renjun's sleeping bag-covered body. He snakes his arm around the other's waist, caging him a little.
It makes Renjun mad. He's being treated like some kind of toy of Jeno and he's not having it. He tries not to explode in anger but yanks the arm around his body away in less than a second. He finally turns around, looking straight at Jeno's amused eyes.
"I'd like you to respect my personal space and my boundaries, if that's not too much to ask for," he snaps, their faces far too close to each other to have a normal conversation. He tries to ignore that, along with Jeno's toned chest.
Jeno doesn't seem scared or taken aback. He only grins a little. "And tell me," he says slowly as his eyes look down to stare at the other's lips, "what are those boundaries of yours?"
Renjun backs away, not standing to stay that close to the other. "Just don't touch me, and don't come so close to me."
"Why not?" Jeno asks, he looks at him like he genuinely doesn't understand why. "Don't you like it?"
Renjun doesn't answer, he only groans and turns back around and stares at the side of the tent.
It was a long night. Renjun learned that Jeno not only does not care about his boundaries when it comes to space, but he also doesn't care about his rest. The dude watched things on his phone and laughed loud enough to wake the entire camping for hours. And he didn't stop until one of the supervisors came to their tent and snarkily told him to quiet down.
You'd think that would be it, but no. Jeno shifted a million times before he finally got the right sleeping position. And when Renjun thought he could sleep, he got asked 'Renjun, are you awake? Hey, Renjun? Are you sleeping yet?' every fucking second. Safe to say he was awake, but he only said that after the tenth time that he was asked.
So, he was glad that he finally fell asleep when Jeno seemed to have fallen asleep too.
Now, he had expected to be woken up by loud banging on pans for the morning stretches or by Jeno making noise while going in and out of the tent or something like that. But unfortunately, it wasn't like that. It wasn't loud that awoke him.
He knew Jeno was weird, but Renjun still somehow thought he wouldn't jerk off right next to him when he was sleeping.
When Renjun first heard something, he thought he didn't hear it correctly. He thought Jeno might be having an intense dream or something that made his breathing uneven.
Then he heard a moan, a real fucking moan. He opened his eyes and stared in disbelief. Luckily, Jeno had his back turned to him, but he could still see the clear movements of his hand that seemed very suspicious.
"What the fuck are you doing!" He whisper-yelled to him madly.
And to make Renjun even more amazed by the other's weirdness, Jeno responded with a silent 'jacking off' before continuing his actions.
"And why do you have to do that here?! There are a million toilets and showers where you could've gone to, and you still chose to do it here where I am trying to fucking sleep!" Oh how badly he wanted to push him right out of the tent so he could finally get his rest.
"But then I need to walk in the cold," he said, not stopping his actions whatsoever. He turned his head around, "Why do you care so much anyway?" He asked, a smirk hanging on his lips.
Renjun wished Jeno hadn't looked at him. Now he had seen his messy black hair against his face and the sweat on his neck. He stared into his eyes, his black eyes, his hot eyes, his eyes that now slowly rolled to the back of his head and closed while he bit his lip and moaned softly.
He fucking came while he was looking at Renjun.
That was his last straw. Renjun got up, grabbed his phone and a few of his scattered clothes, and left the tent without looking back.
"Did you sleep well?" Jaemin asks Renjun as he sits down next to him at breakfast. His friends are somehow not with him, maybe still sleeping.
Renjun looks at his cup of milk and doesn't bother to look up. "No," he says after a few seconds. "You?" He asks, trying to be a little socially acceptable.
"I slept fine." He comes closer to the other. "Did you do anything with Jeno yet? Is that why you didn't sleep well?" He sounds very curious.
Renjun doesn't like everyone being so up in his business. "What?" He knows what he means, but he doesn't understand why that's the only aspect of him that Jaemin seems to be interested in. Everyone seems to. He's not Renjun to them, he's Jeno's next target.
"I mean," he leans in even closer, "he's good at sex. You could use him for your own pleasure and he'd still thank you for it."
Renjuin raises an eyebrow at him. "Why would I give him what he wants?" He looks around, scanning the space and looking if Jeno is close to them. He isn't, so he continues talking. "He shouldn't bother me so much. If he would leave me alone I might look into things." He says it softly so that nobody else can hear except Jaemin. He doesn't want people to know that Jeno could have a chance with him.
"Oh," Jaemin says as he smiles widely, "so you want him to do what you say? That's easy." He shrugs and takes a bite of his piece of bread.
Renjun follows his movements, how his teeth sink into the bread, and how the food goes into his mouth. He stops when he sees it going around as he eats with his mouth open and unconsciously makes smacking noises.
"Well, he doesn't listen to me." He takes an angry sip of his milk.
"That's because you don't promise him something he wants," Jaemin says with his mouth full. "He's just like a dog. When he does what you say give him a treat. If he doesn't bother you, reward him, like sucking your dick or something."
Renjun's face goes red. As much as he thinks this piece of advice might be useful, he doesn't want the rest of the dining room to hear that Jeno might suck his cock.
He clears his throat. "Okay. I guess I'll think about it."
Jaemin laughs and pushes his shoulder, a bit too harshly and Renjun almost falls off the chair. "That's what I like to hear."
Everyone went to the lake like Jaemin told him at breakfast. So, because there's nothing else to do, Renjun also went.
It's not great, but it's not too bad either. Some people are swimming, others are playing games and others are just talking calmly. Renjun is one of the people who lays on a towel and tries to catch a tan. Except that he doesn't do it because of tan, he can't do anything else because he doesn't have friends at the camp. So, he decides to enjoy the sun and hopes to catch a few minutes of sleep.
That is, until he gets sand in his eyes because someone walks past him and sits down next to him. At first, he pretends to be asleep, but then he hears the voice of the person who caused his lack of sleep. "Renjun? Hey, Renjun!"
Renjun groans and opens his eyes and blinks a few times to adjust to the bright light. He puts a hand up to protect his eyes from the sun. Then he sees Jeno, a tad bit too close to him, as always.
"What do you want?" He asks annoyed.
Jeno doesn’t mind the tone. "Do you want to go for a swim? The water is good temperature." He smiles, and Renjun almost forgets that this is the same guy who has jacked off right next to him.
"Well, if you wouldn't have ruined my night I might. But since you did, you can search for someone else to play with."
"So you do like swimming? Come on, let's just go."
"Yes but why would I? It seems like you don't listen to anything I say." Lord, he feels like a parent. The conversation with Jaemin this morning pops up in his head. 'Promise him something he wants'. Renjun squints his eyes whilst looking at Jeno, thinking.
Jeno stares back at him, his gaze a little empty. His eyes wander a little down, now staring at his chest.
"Jeno," Renjun starts, "I will go swim with you, but only if you will let me sleep peacefully tonight and don't touch me under any conditions unless I say so."
Jeno smiles happily, "Okay, I will try I guess. But you also need to understand that I have my needs too." He says with a teasing tone underneath
"Yeah, I figured," Renjun says as he rolls his eyes.
Jeno sprints into the water before Renjun can step a foot into the lake. "Come, let's swim to there!" Jeno shouts as he points at a platform that's installed in the middle of the lake to jump off from.
Renjun sighs as he slowly starts to swim and follows Jeno.
When they reach the platform, Jeno climbs in a smooth motion onto it. Renjun stays in the water and hangs from it the wood. "Aren't there stairs or something?"
Jeno laughs, "Of course not! You have to pull yourself on it." He smiles at him. He crouches down close to Renjun. "Come on, I'll help you," he says as he reaches out his hand. "If you want me to, at least," he adds.
Renjun is a bit hesitant at first, but when he concludes that he isn't going to get on it by himself, he gives in. Jeno pulled him by his hand with ease, arm muscles flexing. Renjun tries to ignore it.
Renjun puts his hands on his hips and looks around. They are in the middle of the lake, nobody is close to them. It's kind of calming, the silence and the lack of people around. On the contrary, he doesn't know, doesn't want to know, what Jeno thinks of them being alone and half-naked.
To his surprise, Jeno doesn't try anything and dives in the water, making a loud noise as lands partly on his stomach. When he comes up and breathes in the air again, he wipes the water off his face and spits out water that had accidentally come into his mouth. "Oh, that hurt," Jeno says to himself as he tilts his head and tries to get water out of his ear.
Renjun can't help smiling a little, the other is just so clumsy.
"Come on in! Doesn't matter if you can't dive, I can't either as you could see."
The thought that he has to get Jeno's help again to get up the platform shortly goes through his head, but he couldn't care less. He just wants to swim.
He jumps in, close to Jeno so he can splash water all around them. He comes up for air and they laugh together. Renjun looks around, they really are isolated from the others.
"Hey uhm, are we allowed to go this far?"
Jeno laughs. "Yes, the others are just all too lazy to swim longer than 5 minutes. But you're not."
Renjun smiles. Then it gets a little awkward so he swims back to the platform.
After swimming a bit more, they end up lying next to each other on the platform.
"So, I'm guessing that you didn't choose to join summer camp this year?" Jeno asks, grinning to himself with his eyes closed.
"Nope. My parents decided to go on a trip without me and didn't want me to be alone for two weeks and thought I needed company." He sighs and puts his index finger and thumb against his nose bridge. "They chose this camp because it looked like it had the least rules and obligations. Which, I see now, wasn't that bad of a choice."
Jeno turns to lie on his side with his head resting on his hand. "Yeah? So you like it a little, at least?"
Renjun looks at him for a moment. "Maybe a little." He looks away.
Jeno smiles, but that quickly turns into a lipbite. "You look so good. You have a great body." His eyes wander over Renjun's chest and stomach, down to his legs.
Renjun pretends he didn't hear that. He brushes it off, right now he doesn't want to see Jeno as the creep he was last night. "So," Renjun coughs awkwardly, "why do you have to go to summer camp?"
They don't do anything for the rest of the day except for playing games. And of course, people use the duty-free time to enjoy themselves by doing foul things with other people.
Renjun, on the other hand, did not plan on doing that. Instead, he just went on his phone and read his book for the remaining part of the day. He sat alone at dinner and went to bed early.
Fortunately for him, Jeno didn't do the same. Renjun fell asleep quickly without any noise this time. He must've been really tired, because and hadn't been awoken by his tentmate entering the tent in the night.
Strangely enough, Jeno was awake before him the next morning. Apparently, he doesn't seem to need as much sleep as Renjun.
"Good morning sunshine," Jeno croaks out in his awfully low morning voice.
Renjun rubs in his eyes. "Morning."
He flinches when he feels a hand on his hair. "You're so cute when you just woke up," Jeno whispers as he runs his fingers through the other's soft hair.
Renjun is speechless for a few seconds. He can't tell if Jeno just wants to annoy the shit out of him or if he really does like him. He will go with the first one.
"Jeno," he begins, annoyed, "what makes you think this is okay with me? Yesterday at the lake you knew you shouldn't, you should know better."
He chuckles and shakes his head, "Why you say that instead of stopping me? I think you don't want to admit that you like it."
Renjun huffs, "I just wanted to make it clear first." He takes Jeno's wrist and removes his hand from his head.
"Sure," Jeno says as he rolls his eyes. "It's a new day, so the rules of yesterday don't apply today." He shuffles closer and buries his head in the crook of the other's neck and shoulder. "You're just too pretty."
Renjun hates that he won't stop and the way Jeno makes him feel. "You really shouldn't do that." After a few seconds of a blank stare, he sits up and sighs frustratedly. "What can I do to make you stop touching me the whole time?" He looks at Jeno, "Do you need a lesson about consent or what? Because you need it."
Jeno smirks in a way he hasn't before. It makes Renjun regret his proposal immediately.
"I want you. The only thing you can do to satisfy me is to let me have you, in one way or another. And I can promise you, it won't be as horrible as you think. Just for a moment is enough too." He runs a hand through his hair, "For today, that is."
Renjun groans loudly. "This fucking ridiculous." He rubs his temples, thinking hard. He looks Jeno in the eye, "How bad is it?"
The first real activity of the camp is going on a little trip to a nearby city. Renjun would not have wanted anything more than that, because now he can get away from Jeno for the day. He thought he would be sitting alone on the bus ride since he didn't want to sit with Jeno, but he didn't.
"Hey, this seat taken?" A boy with black hair asks.
Renjun looks at him for a second, "It's not." As the words leave his mouth, he realizes that he does not have any friends, or people close to that, at this camp. He doesn't know what he and Jeno are, but not friends.
"Great." The boy sits down next to him and introduces himself. "I'm Donghyuck," he says as he offers his hand.
They shake hands. "Renjun."
Between all the noise in the bus, there falls a silence between them.
"I don't know if you have seen me before, but I share a tent with Mark. He wasn't feeling well this morning so he couldn't go. You share a tent with Jeno, right?"
The bus takes off, there's no going back now for the next hour.
"Yeah," Renjun says, a bit defeated.
Donghyuck laughs, "You don't sound too happy about it." He looks at him with a smile on his lips. "I know he can be really annoying, so I get it."
"I'm sure about that, yeah." He scratches the back of his head, "He seems to be a topic around here."
"He is, from time to time. But I'm not that interested in the rumors and that kind of stuff."
A sigh of relief leaves Renjun as he hears that.
"Well, I'm glad that we have something in common then, Renjun," Donghyuck says as he pats the other's shoulder.
Donghyuck is a good guy, Renjun concludes. After a bit of awkwardness on the bus, they can now talk effortlessly about various topics like they were friends from the beginning.
After having been on a tour through the city of the historical elements and buildings, they got time for themselves. They went to a few shops, walked around, and are now getting a bit hot.
"Should we go get ice cream?" Donghyuck suggests, pointing to a stand with a few ice cream flavors.
"Sure!" Renjun answers happily, craving ice cream now more than ever.
As they walk toward it, Renjun spots something familiar in the corner of his eye. He turns his head and sees Jeno, sitting on a bench with a guy he doesn't know. As Jeno turns his head he looks away.
"Renjun! It's your turn, what do you want?" Donghyuck says as he pokes his arm to get his attention.
"Oh uh," Renjun says as he shakes it off. "Mint flavor, please."
After they got their ice cream and paid they walked around a less busy part of the city.
"Hey," Donghyuck says in a suspecting tone, "what happened with you when we bought ice cream? You've been silent." He strokes his arm lightly, "You can talk about it if you want, maybe it helps to clear up your mind."
Renjun purses his lips, he doesn't want to talk about it. Yet, it would be good probably. But he hasn't mentioned his feelings to anyone, not even himself.
"Well, it's kind of embarrassing." He glances at the hand on his arm.
Donghyuck takes the hint and takes his hand back. "Doesn't matter, you can trust me. It's better for your well-being to share the things that are bothering you."
Renjun sighs, "Promise me that you won't tell anyone?"
Donghyuck nods. "Of course, I won't." They walk past a bench in an almost empty street. "We could sit here if you want."
"Yes, perfect."
Renjun looks one time anxiously around before he starts talking. He starts fiddling a little with his hands. "It's about Jeno. He's been getting on my nerves, especially in the night."
Donghyuck nods reassuringly. "Mhm, he can be a pain in the ass."
"Yes. I get very uncomfortable if he does things without warning me or asking me." He looks at his hands. "So, we sort of agreed to something. He won't bother me for a day if he gets to kiss me today." He breathes in sharply, "And honestly, I'm very nervous. I have no idea why, though." He doesn't dare to make eye contact with the other, he's just too embarrassed.
"What's wrong about being nervous for a kiss?" Donghyuck asks. "It's normal. What I think you should worry about is kissing him when you don't want to."
Renjun stays silent.
"It's okay if you don't, you know." Usually, Donghyuck would touch reassuringly, but he thinks it would scare the other away. "If you're scared to tell him, I can. I don't want you to do something you don't want to."
Renjun shakes his head. "No, no, that's not it." He feels his cheeks heat up. "I guess I don't know what to expect."
"You should tell him that, Renjun. He might be a jerk most of the time, but he does listen when it comes to people's preferences in things like that."
Renjun looks up, an eyebrow slightly raised. "You sound like you have experience."
Donghyuck chuckles. "Yes, I hooked up with him once." He sees Renjun's suspecting gaze. "Don't worry I don't have feelings for him, and it happened two years ago. I was in my experimenting phase and he was someone who didn't mind kissing another boy. He was sweet, I guess because it was my first kiss with a boy. But my point is, he can't have changed too much in those years, so I'm sure he will respect it if you tell him to go slow, and that you don't want more than just the kiss."
Renjun lets out a sigh he didn't know he had been holding. "Thank you, for talking about this with me. It messed me up a bit.
It's awfully quiet in the forest. It's a warm evening and the sun is not even close to setting. Renjun's glad they aren't doing it in the tent because he knows he won't be able to sleep without thinking about the kiss that would've happened.
Instead, he's pressed against a tree with Jeno breathing hotly against his neck.
The only thing he said to him was to go slow on him. Jeno asked him if he liked teasing that much to ask for it on their first kiss. But he complied.
"It's just us, Renjun," Jeno whispers as he nuzzles his face against his shoulder. "If you want to touch me, touch me."
But he doesn't. It's too soon to give in when he doesn't know if all the rumors are true about the quality of Jeno's skills in those...arrangements. He can't show his weaknesses without being sure enough that they won't get used against him.
Jeno pulls back and looks into Renjun's doe eyes. The corner of his mouth rises a little, "You're so beautiful." He strokes his hair, soft against his palm and fingertips. He combs through it, looking at said charming face in the meantime. He frowns a little when he sees how tense he looks back at him. "What's wrong?" He moves a strand of hair away from the other's face, "You can tell me."
Renjun shifts his eyes to everywhere but the boy in front of him. He clears his throat. "I'm just a little nervous."
Jeno cups his face with his hands, "Don't worry, it's okay." He strokes the skin with his thumbs and takes a small step back, "As long as you're not feeling forced to do this, it's all good. Is this really okay with you?"
The moment Renjun looks back at him, he drowns in Jeno's worried eyes. He could stare at him for so much longer, absorbing the other's attention like a sponge. "Yes," he answers almost inaudibly softly.
They stare at each other. The wind blows softly, their hair moving just a little with it. The green leaves of the trees rustle, and Jeno thinks Renjun might be the prettiest boy he's ever seen.
He rearranges his hands to the other's small waist. He feels warm, soft fabric against his hands. He wants to hold him a million times more like this, have him for himself, to always be connected with him.
Renjun's eyes slowly travel lower to the other's lips, seemingly distracted. Jeno licks his lips, letting the other stare at his tongue darting out.
Their eyes meet, and for the first time, he sees something different in Renjun's eyes. Not the judging, mad, or irritated gaze like he usually gets from him. Right now, Renjun looks at him with want. It sparks something inside of him. A new feeling only Renjun has been able to cause. He feels honored to be looked at like that by someone as beautiful as him.
Renjun's hand travels slowly to Jeno's neck. And, in just a few seconds, their lips are pushed together. It's a kiss with held-back love and lust. Jeno pulls him closer by his waist, closing the small gap between them. They're glued together, lips chasing after each other.
Jeno's lips are surprisingly soft. They brush against Renjun's just right, not too fast and not too rough, yet not too timid either. Saliva exchanges and lips are being bitten. Renjun tugs on the other's hair and feels Jeno's tongue luring him to taste him even more.
Renjun's mind was so full of thoughts already, but now he's close to a blackout. They hadn't said anything about what involved the kiss. And besides that, does he not know if he even has enough air left to go on for any longer.
Jeno seems to notice and pulls back and then presses their foreheads together. "Too fast?" He asks sweetly in a whisper.
"No I just need to catch my breath," he answers back in a whisper.
"Okay." He takes the boy's chin loosely in his hand and leans in again and lets his breath ghost against his lips. He darts his tongue out and wetly licks a stripe from his chin to his lips. He hasn't done anything this sensual before. Maybe he should have, because Renjun's lungs instantly seem to have filled with air. He pulls Jeno in by his shirt and presses their wet lips together again.
It's nothing like the first one they shared. There's not one grain of hesitance present. All Renjun's sane thoughts left his head when their tongues met for the first time, and now that he knows what it feels like, he can't get enough of it. Of Jeno, and his ridiculously good making-out abilities.
At a certain moment, he feels a hand gliding under his shirt and stroking his back. In a jolt a pushes Jeno back harshly. A shiver rolls down his back.
Jeno stands in front of him with wide-open eyes and swollen lips. He doesn't say anything, just stands there.
It dawns on Renjun what he did. "Sorry," he says as smooths out his shirt. "I don't know...what that was." He wants to walk away, run, disappear. He wants to pretend all of this was just a dream, a hallucination, something that never had happened.
Just when he is seriously considering sprinting to the bathrooms and locking himself up for the next two weeks, he notices two people walking on the path of the forest. There's a fair distance between it and where Renjun is standing, but he's still paranoid they would be seen together.
Jeno doesn’t notice, though, standing with his back to the path he is completely oblivious to it. "It's okay. You don't need to know the cause of every single action." Cautiously, he comes a little bit closer again. "Have you had this before, or is it just me?" He asks.
"No, no it's not you," Renjun absently says as he tries to identify who the people are.
Jeno softly takes one of the boy's hands in his. "I can try to help with overcoming your fears, if you're willing to."
The people pass them by, and one of them notices them. It's someone who he wouldn't have been able to call a friend before today. He's with another guy from the camp, if he's not mistaken it's Mark. He has seen girls swarming around him every minute of the day. However, they're walking with intertwined hands. They don't talk with each other, they just walk in silence. Probably because Mark is still not feeling too well, even from that distance he can see that the boy looks pale.
Donghyuck looks at them shortly, then says something to Mark and they walk to another path that leads away from them. The tension that it had caused made Renjun almost stop exhaling, so he breathes out a long sigh.
"Do you think you are?" Jeno asks, still holding onto his hand, stroking his fingers lightly.
Renjun looks a little confused back at him, "Sorry, can you repeat that please?"
Jeno takes the boy's other hand too. He smiles, "If you're willing to let me in, to make you open up more and to make you tolerate sudden intimateness better."
Renjun lets out a nervous laugh. "Well, I can't say that yet. I might say one thing and do the other. If I want your help, I will let you know."
The remaining part of the night was awkward. They barely spoke to each other. Jeno tried to begin a conversation about other things so they could at least talk, but Renjun only answered with single words. Renjun just couldn't bare to face the other, he felt too embarrassed.
The next day, the thing he was most scared of was what the next agreement would be, since he expected it to go a step further than a kiss. Fortunately, Jeno gave him rest for once. At least, sort of.
The tent zips open and Jeno enters the tent again. "Why are you still here sleepyhead?" He zips the tent closed halfway and crawls onto his air mattress. "You have to get ready for breakfast, it's almost eight already. By the way, it's time for something else too." He embraces Renjun with all of his limbs, his leg over his waist, an arm resting on his chest, and his other arm trying to pat his hair.
Renjun remains silent and unmoved, only closing his eyes. Why didn't switch tents after the first night again?
"Okay, so, now you're Jeno's teddy bear?" Donghyuck asks him as they sit on a grass field against a tree.
"Yeah, kinda. But at least he warns me now before he does anything and another one of my conditions was that he does not do it where other people are around. Besides, it's only for today." Renjun pulls a few big strands of grass from the ground and breaks it into pieces.
Donghyuck laughs. "Are you that embarrassed to be seen with him? I know he's kinda weird but he's also pretty hot so, I don't get where that fear is coming from." He looks at the destroyed pieces of the plant, "And that grass did nothing to you either."
"He's just a player who moves from one hook-up to the other. I don't want to be with someone like that, and I am not someone who likes to play that sort of games. And with that, I don't people to continue seeing me as one of Jeno's many toyboys."
Donghyuck doesn't say anything but just grins as he strokes the leaves of a small flower.
"What? Why are looking like that?"
Donghyuck shakes his head, "I just think it's funny that you say that, while there have been no rumors about you two. People only know that you share a tent, that's it."
"What? Really?"
"Yeah!" Donghyuck exclaims. "And don't worry, I won't say anything about yesterday to anyone. It was kind of a task to convince Mark to walk to the complete opposite side of the forest though, but he didn't see you, I'm sure."
"Thank you so much." He smiles too. He looks around, "By the way, I didn't know you had something going on with Mark?" He asks, trying to be subtle.
Donghyuck leans back against the tree. "Long story, but, I'm bi and he always thought he was straight. When we met there was this connection between us, and he confessed that he might had feelings for me too but that he was very confused. In his head, it's like impossible for two bi people to be together, that it's too uncommon, and that the probability of it happening is too small for it to be us." Now he's the one ripping out pieces of grass. "When he's just with me he's not afraid to be intimate, though."
He runs a hand through his hair and looks Renjun in the eye. "However that's not the reason why we walked in the forest yesterday. I care for him and he hadn't been out of the tent or moved much, so I thought it would be good for him to take in some fresh air and take a walk with me. And that's where I saw you passionately kissing the person you swear you hate."
"Hey!" Renjun shuts him. When he sees how unamused the other looks he calms down. "It wasn't that passionate anyway," he says as he tries to act nonchalant.
"Sure, sure," Donghyuck says as he pretends to understand.
"But back to the subject, tell me more about Mark," he says as he lies down, hands behind his head.
"Mark is scared to be seen as something he doesn't want to be seen as. For example, being gay. He is a horny teenager like everyone else at this camp, so he wanted to still keep seeing girls. So, we agreed that if one of us reaches out to someone else for personal pleasure, it's okay. It's more to let him figure out his shit that he wants to do alone and to let me have my satisfaction from time to time. We're not in a real relationship, and I'm convinced that you don't have to have one with Jeno to be with him sometimes."
On the hottest part of the day, the camp has the swimming pool reserved for their year. It's one of the many warm days of summer.
Renjun, Donghyuck, and Mark sit in the shadow against the wall, sweating their asses off.
Mark is a nice guy, Renjun figures. He might be busy with other things, like fucking around with a ton of girls, but he remains a talkative and approachable person.
"Man, are you sure you want to keep your shirt on? It's way too hot," Mark asks Renjun as he wipes the sweat off his forehead.
"I mean," he glances at Jeno, who sits a few feet apart from them on his own, "kinda."
Mark raises an eyebrow at him. Luckily, he gets distracted by a girl in a red bikini who walks up to them. "Hey boys, can I take Mark away from you two for a second?" She asks as he giggles fakely.
Donghyuck raises his shoulders. "Go ahead."
A smirk forms on Mark's lips as he stands up and takes the girl's hand to go to some place to do unholy things none of them wants to know.
When they're gone, Donghyuck pushes the other's shoulder. "Now tell me the reason why you're still completely dressed and why you keep glancing at Jeno so often."
Renjun sighs loudly. "Okay one, then he looks at me like he wants to eat me, two, then he wants to swim with me, three, then he gets reminded of our agreement of today."
Donghyuck laughs. "You know what I think will happen if you take your shirt off?" He leans in closer, "I think he'll pop a boner," he whispers.
Renjun screams internally. "Then I won't do it for sure, thanks." He feels himself heat up despite it being hot already.
"Oh come on, give him a little payback. And it won't hurt to make me laugh," Donghyuck says as he tugs a little on the other's shirt.
"Ugh," Renjun protests, "it is too hot to keep it on anyway." Reluctantly, he takes off his shirt and reveals his pale, flat stomach.
"Now, let's relax and see when Jeno leaves to go to the restroom." Donghyuck lies down on his towel, eyes swiftly moving between Renjun, Jeno, and the people in the pool.
"You know, he has seen me shirtless before, so I don't think..." he begins, but then he locks eyes with Jeno. For a good three seconds they stare at each other, everything else around them not important anymore. Then Jeno looks away and moves with his head toward the toilets. He runs a hand through his hair, acting casual. He stands up and walks to the restroom, looking behind one more time on his way there.
"I saw that."
Renjun turns his head. "No you fucking didn't."
"He's a big ass simp for you. I know he would want everything you'll give him," Donghyuck says with a way too amused expression plastered on his face.
Renjun moves a hand over his face, "Who does things like that in a public restroom?"
"Everyone at this camp," he deadpans. "If you do it too you won't do anything worse than the others."
Renjun groans and massages his temples. "I'm still not used to these weird habitual actions here."
"Just go and entertain yourself please, I saw that tent in his pants."
"Hey, what happened to taking things slow? I thought you were the one who suggested that!" He says while pointing a finger at him.
Donghyuck chuckles. "That was before I saw your tongue going in his mouth."
"Oh shut up!" Renjun says as he covers his ears. "You know what? I'll go, just to get away from you and because I need to pee anyway." He stands up and stomps his way toward the block of toilets and showers.
Once there, he sees Jeno standing at one of the sinks. pretending to be busy. When he notices the other, his expression changes.
"You're here," he says as he eye fucks the other, eyes wandering over every part of the other's body.
"Yeah, maybe because I need to use the restroom. Has that occurred to you?"
"Oh?" Jeno licks his lips.
Renjun pretends like he didn't see something twitch in the other's trunks. "You're wicked, you know that?"
Jeno grins widely, "Of course I do." He clicks his tongue and looks around. "There's no one here, you know. Why not go for it? You can have me in any way you want."
Renjun can deny everything, but he knows one thing for sure and that is that he's flattered. "Even if I would agree, anyone can walk in and hear us. You might be into that, but I'm not."
Jeno leans on one of the bathroom doors, "Nobody comes here anyway. Most people pee in the pool and no one showers here so, I don't think that will be a problem."
Ugh, Jeno thinks with his dick when he's horny apparently.
"I don't believe that."
Jeno shakes his head, "Follow me stubborn beauty," he says as he walks to another section of the block where the showers are. They're greeted with a suspicious smell and Renjun starts doubting if these showers are ever used for the right purpose.
"If we keep it down just a little, everything will be fine." He opens the door of the last shower stall and holds it open for the other.
Renjun hesitantly walks into the stall. It's quiet, except for his footsteps and the distant noises of the pool. He scratches the back of his head, questioning if he should back out or not.
Jeno locks the door. He steps in front of Renjun and places his hand next to his head on the wall. "What can I offer you," he breathes. "Another kiss? A handjob? Do you want me on my knees?" He whispers, with each suggestion coming closer. "Or do you want me to take control?"
Renjun's eyes inspect the other sharply. He takes Jeno's hand off the wall and pulls his wrist down roughly. With his other hand, he holds the back of Jeno's neck and pushes him toward him. "Tell me," he begins sensually, "what is so attractive about me that you turn into a pathetic little bitch every time we are in the same place."
Jeno doesn't quite answer the question, just whines a little in the other's ear. He squirms to get himself out of the other's hold but gives up pretty quickly. "You're just so fucking hot, I can't explain, " he murmurs, "you wouldn't want to know how many times I've jerked off to you already.
Renjun has no idea what to do with this dude glued to him, whispering foul things to him. It looks like he's about to come in his pants at any moment.
"Are you always this desperate?" It's the only question that seems to make sense to ask at the moment.
"No," Jeno lets himself go even more limp and drops his face on the other's shoulder, inhaling his scent strongly. "You're the first one who made me feel like this. I want you, only you."
After a moment of hard pondering, Renjun finally asks something that he will probably regret soon.
"Tell me," he whispers, "what would make you come the fastest right now."
He could hear Jeno gulp. Then he drops to his knees.
"Ruin me, Renjun," he whispers, looking up at him with big eyes. "Fuck my throat, slap me, piss on me. Use me." He doesn't touch him, afraid his only chance will be thrown away.
Renjun's cock responds to the scene, filling up with blood as he looks down at the boy who begs to make a mess out of him. He closes his eyes and breathes in deeply through his nose. "I don't want you to talk about this with anyone. I want you to take a shower afterward. I don't want to hear another word coming out of your mouth." He grabs the other's sculpted jaw, "Understood?"
Jeno nods, biting his lip hard because he's so turned on and concentrated.
"Take off your trunks, Jeno."
That was the last thing that was said before Jeno's mouth was stuffed with cock. Renjun's shame had left him long ago, he just wants to get off fast. He watches the boy as he tries to silently suck him off, in which he fails miserably, and strokes his black hair. He looks good like this, naked and with a raging boner on his knees for him. No words coming out of his mouth to annoy him or lure him into something.
Sometimes Jeno looks up and tries to make eye contact, even though his eyes always get teary, and has to look away after a few seconds. Renjun thinks it's kind of adorable, how hard he works to please him. Too bad that he isn't as innocent as he looks. Renjun knows that it's one kinky fucker who enjoys practically everything. Still, he wants to make him feel better than anyone has ever done.
He starts shallowly fucking into his mouth, holding his head still with one hand. Jeno complies easily and lets the other do what he wants. He doesn't gag, strangely enough. Renjun goes slow and deep, setting a pace that makes Jeno's cock throb in the humid air. He moans around the shaft, feeling so, so good again after a few long weeks of lonely masturbation.
Renjun would love to hear more of the addicting sounds the other makes, but there is still a voice in his head that's paranoid about getting caught. He pulls out of the warm cavern even though he doesn't want to. Jeno chases after it before realizing that he isn't supposed to.
Renjun puts a hand under the boy's chin and makes him look at him. With his other hand, he puts his index finger on his own mouth, a gesture that the other should keep his noises down.
Jeno nods eagerly, showing that he understood.
Renjun realizes that it's still just as quiet as when they entered, no one is there except for them. Only faint talking and water-splashing sounds are heard from the outside.
Suddenly Renjun feels something touching his stomach. He looks down and sees Jeno stroking his belly, sometimes pushing down a little. "Let it go," Jeno whispers as softly as he can, "I know you want to."
At first, he's really confused. But only then he realizes how badly he has to piss. Or, it's just the stimulation Jeno has created by pressing on his bladder.
Jeno's already pretty messed up. A part of him thinks that he really shouldn't, causing problems is the least he wants. But the other, less gracious part of his mind tells him to do it. To fuck him up even more. He can't think straight anymore, and he stops thinking completely when he pushes Jeno softly so he falls with his back against the wall. Jeno smirks and closes his eyes, ready to take what's about to come.
Renjun towers over him, eyes half-lidded. He wishes Jeno would listen this well to him daily, doing everything he wants him to do. Make him obey, always.
He groans quietly and leans on the wall, piss starting to leave his body. It drips on Jeno's hair, face, and slides down to his neck in trails. Then it starts to gush out of him with more urgency, soaking his hair more and more, making him filthy like how he wanted.
When he sees Jeno has his mouth open and sticks his tongue out, he can't resist but give him what he wants. He pisses into his mouth with passion, giving him a taste of him in a way so disgusting that causes them to be both turned on. Jeno swallows his piss like he craved for it his whole life. He flinches just a little at the hot and bitterness that went down his throat, but not more than that. A sound that can only be described as a lewd moan escapes Jeno's mouth and echos slightly off the walls.
In any other situation, Renjun would have walked out. He would have broken contact with this horny teenager that bothers him every fucking minute of the day. He would never have wanted to see him again. He would have felt embarrassed for what he had even begun with. Guilt would have eaten him alive.
But right now, in this very moment where Jeno just came on the floor of a public shower stall, where he has Jeno drenched in piss, where Jeno's moan rings through his head, where he is above Jeno, having full control over him, he can't stop himself and comes on Jeno's face with long, white ropes of cum.
He pants and strokes himself dry, not once looking away from the art he just created.
"Fuck."