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“Hey Jisungie, I'm going out with my friends tonight. Wanna come?” Minho, his roommate, asked already fully dressed for a night out.
“I'm gonna pass today, hyung. Have fun!” Jisung said, looking at him over his laptop and Minho smiled.
“Don't keep waiting for me.” he winked and walked away, the sound of keys making Jisung sure he was going straight to the door.
“I never do!” Jisung screamed, getting up from his bed and going to the hall, watching the front door closing and hearing the sound of keys locking it. “Fuck yeah!”
He closed his bedroom door with excitement and locked it just for the same measure, closed his curtains and turned the light off, only keeping the headboard lamp light on.
Jisung had a secret no one knows about.
Every Friday and Saturday night, he likes to stay home not because he's tired from his job or because he's not a social person. It's because of him . The camboy FoxI.Ny streams.
Don't get Jisung wrong, he never was the type to be obsessed with someone before, much less a sex worker. He barely watched any porn before he came across StayFANS, a website full of homemade videos, which was Jisung's preference when he wanted to beat one. Most of the videos were previously recorded and homemade, his favorites coming from a guy who kept hiding his face with fancy painted masks until he simply vanished. Jisung was left with his old videos, which he must know every single timestamp of sweet, breathy moans and artistic cumshots.
Needless to say, Jisung was bored. He needed new content.
Jisung was picky about the things he watched. He didn't like it when it was too profissional and hated people who acted cute for the camera, and he had his own kinks too. He liked to watch people losing themselves in pleasure to the point of being overwhelmed and forget that there was a camera there, edged until they broke apart. He liked to hear them begging and shaking, liked to see them tied up with amateur knots but still struggling to move. The point was: Jisung had a specific taste and was struggling to find something. Clicking over the ON LIVE page was his last hope, none of the pre-recorded caught his attention. That night most people on live were women and, as much as Jisung loves women, he wasn't feeling it.
But FoxI.Ny was there, a man showing his face on camera with his black hair and a blonde half. Fully dressed in the thumbnail and the title was a simple bread emoji with talk beside it. Jisung clicked over for pure curiosity and suddenly he was received by a dimple smile and cute eyes, it was surprising how much this guy was close to Jisung's ideal type. He didn't even need to say anything and Jisung was already horny, his hands were already reaching for his pants when he heard his raspy voice.
“Touching yourself at the sight of your hyung? That's pathetic.”
Jisung was in shock, cheeks blushing in shame and a half boner. FoxI.Ny kept staring at the camera, looking to the side with a disdainful expression and snort. Jisung felt humiliated and extremely thrilled when he made eye contact with the camera again, a serious expression this time and probably reading the comments.
“You want me? I don't even know you.” he clicked his tongue and Jisung moaned, covering his own mouth in shock.
It was a coincidence that the guy frowned at that moment, as if he heard something. Jisung's heart was beating fast, fearing for something impossible. FoxI.Ny proceeded to lean back at his chair and manspread, his bulge showing just slightly to the camera and being enough to Jisung's mouth water.
“Go on then. Touch yourself for your hyung, put on a good show for me.”
Jisung didn't need to be told twice, his hand anxiously pulled his pants down and freed his penis from his underwear, hissing with how sensitive it was. He had to pick up lube before starting to jerk off, whining with how good it felt and how he felt shy at being stared down by the handsome camboy.
“That's all you got?” FoxI.Ny asked and sighed tiredly, “Unimpressive. Make it slower, I want to see it.” Jisung moaned when his strokes slowed down, it felt like a tease and FoxI.Ny seemed to know that. He smiled and said, “Good, now rub the tip for me.”
Jisung felt like he could cum just with Jeongin's voice guiding him, crying from sensitivity when he rubbed the tip and saw bits of precum mixing with the lube on his hand.
“You want to feel my mouth on you? Oh, but that's a privilege you don't deserve. Only good boys receive it and you're too nasty.” the camboy tilted his head to the side, “Touching yourself dirty and letting me watch, tsk tsk. Disgusting.”
Jisung closed his eyes, imagining how FoxI.Ny would look with his lips around him. How good his mouth must be.
“You're imagining it now, aren't you?” he teased and Jisung felt the urge to cry.
“Fuck. I'm gonna cum.” Jisung's hand started to go faster and he threw his head back, almost losing his headphones at it.
“Going to cum already? So sensitive, you're really a pathetic boy, aren't you?” FoxI.Ny voice was like a luring siren, getting closer to the mic and ordering him to reach his orgasm, “You should be ashamed, not even making it good for me. If you want so badly, then do it. Come.”
Jisung's orgasm hit him so hard his mind went blank, the word pathetic echoing in his mind in a mocking tone until he realized it was FoxI.Ny who said it.
“Was it enjoyable for you?” the camboy asked and looked at the chat now, completely unbothered by the high most of his watchers just had. “Why didn't I touch myself today? I didn't want to. Were you upset? I don't care what you think, I do it as it pleases me.”
Little by little Jisung came back to himself, realizing that the camboy was getting ready to say goodbye to the public. The chat seemed to call him I.N and hyung, asking questions and receiving answers with the same harshness, although every now and then the boy smiled, either because of some silly question or because someone donated an amount of money for him. Jisung really liked his smile.
“Oh!?” I.N’s eyes widened and a big smile appeared on his lips, “Thank you for your $150 dollars donation, uh… handoolsetnet? You're a new viewer, aren't you? Thank you very much, I appreciate it.”
Jisung melted in a puddle, happy he made the boy smile so big. He was already hooked, he knew.
“Well, that's all for today, hyung needs to go now. See you next Friday again.” he sighed and looked at the chat one more time before closing the stream.
After that, it became Jisung's routine to appear in every FoxI.Ny stream. It wasn't the type of content he normally enjoyed, I.N rarely acted subby, never entertained the kinks Jisung knew he had. Instead, he liked to portray a mean dom most of the time, making Jisung cry in his room and begging to be able to cum. It was a change of personality, Jisung guessed, he was so used to watching subs crying he didn't think he would enjoy being humiliated and ordered around.
I.N made him discover things about himself, imagining him in a position he never was before. Maybe that was so addictive about his streams, why he was always there either complimenting his looks or giving donations. It took a couple months and Jisung considered himself one of FoxI.Ny most loyal viewers and he liked to think I.N thought that way too.
Minho's usual nights out were luckily the same day as the streams, it almost seemed like the universe played on his favor to keep watching it. He never considered the universe was actually playing in his favor until he was forced to go out, something about someone's birthday that Jisung wasn't familiar with but Minho and Seungmin didn't care, he was going with them.
The birthday was happening in a club, to which Jisung was completely fine with. It's been a while since he went to one, but he still had his tight black pants and tank top from the time he often went out with Minho to hook up with someone — and that was before Jisung got his dream job at bank and every moment he wasn't working, he was resting or doing things he liked. Dealing with people was hard but dealing with computers and numbers was also tiring.
“Jisungie! Hey!” Seungmin waved at the sight of him and Jisung sighed relieved at the familiar face. Minho had already vanished in 5 seconds as soon as they crossed the club's door.
“Hey Seungmin, did you see Minho hyung? He disappeared so quickly.” Jisung hugged Seungmin and let his friend guide him through the club, going straight to the VIP session that was apparently booked for them.
“No idea but he'll come around or I will find him.” he said unbothered and Jisung shrugged, Seungmin did always find him in these environments, “I have someone I want you to meet. It's one of my closest friends.”
That perked Jisung's interest. Seungmin was his friend from college days, back when they shared a tiny dorm room and called a home. They fought, shared beds when the other was feeling bad and sneaked in together past curfew, even shared a couple of kisses that they pretended didn't happen. However, none of that changed the fact that Seungmin has always been a very reserved person and meeting one of his closest friends meant Jisung was ready to get juicy gossip about him.
“Who is it?” Jisung asked, already looking around until Seungmin tapped him and his eyes met a very familiar face, one he was used to seeing over a screen for the past months and never thought he would see in person.
“Jisung, meet Jeongin, my best friend. Jeongin, meet Jisung.” Seungmin said with a smile.
Jisung gapped and widened his eyes, "Oh my god, you're the…” He couldn't finish his sentence, not with Seungmin by his side and the shock running through his body.
Seungmin looked between his two friends with a frown, "What? You know each other?"
"He's-" Jisung didn't know what to say, did Seungmin even know who Jeongin was? Could he tell him he watched him? How weird this situation was for everyone involved?
Jeongin seemed to understand right away what Jisung was thinking, maybe because of the way Jisung's eyes sparkled or how he had a terrible blush on his face. Whatever it was, Jisung knew Jeongin knew he knew. So when the boy opened his mouth and said the next sentence to cover for himself, Jisung only became more flustered.
"We hooked up." Jeongin said and shrugged nonchalantly.
"What? You and Jisung?” Seungmin laughed and when none of them said something to oppose, his smile faltered, “Wait, really? But Jisung is not your type at all!”
Jisung didn't know if he should be offended or not by Seungmin's affirmation and tone. He could be anyone's type! It was a privilege to be with him, he was hot and that was enough!
Actually, he was afraid the man he considered his ideal type would look down on him.
“Who said it? I mean, he's buff enough.” Jeongin said and walked close to grip Jisung's arms, showing off to Seungmin to prove a point. “And also looks like a twink, so that's a plus for me.”
Jisung was flustered, Jeongin was close enough for him to smell his perfume and Jisung wanted to lean in just to smell it. Seungmin stared at them with a disgusted face and Jeongin had a stupid smirk that was going to give Jisung a boner and-
“Please don't call my friend a twink and grope him in front of me. Save the details from your hookup, I will look for Minho since you're acquaintances very well.” Seungmin shook his head and walked away, Jeongin kept smirking until Seungmin was out of sight and then released Jisung.
His face turned to a serious and bored expression, he looked Jisung up and down and crossed his arms. Jisung felt himself being judged.
“This wasn't how I imagined my night would be, meeting a fan that is one of Seungmin's friends. Tsk, I should've expected it, he knows so many weird people. Did you hook up with him?” Jisung was speechless from the change of behavior, his silence answering the question even before Jeongin got a proper answer. “I knew it, he's practically a slut.”
“I'm- You're FoxI.Ny.” Jisung was dumb, his brain wasn't working anymore and instead he just stated the obvious.
“Yes and you're one of my viewers… Fuck, I need a drink for this.” he said and walked to the bar, not caring if Jisung was following him or not. He totally was.
“Hyung, I think maybe you'll remember my username, I'm handoolsetnet.” Jisung said when getting by his side and Jeongin hummed, smiling when the bartender gave him his drink before turning to Jisung with a smirk.
“So you're the viewer that keeps paying my rent? Humm, that's nice.” Jeongin sipped his drink and looked at him with a newfound interest, “I suppose I can treat you with kindness then. You don't look like a creep and Seungmin trusts you.”
Jeongin's free hand fixed a hair strand of his hand and his fingers touched his face, his eyes looking at his eyes and falling to his lips before returning to stare at him.
“You can be my pathetic boy, that'll be our secret.”
Jisung nodded, feeling a warm feeling inside his chest at being accepted by Jeongin and not treated like a weird fucking creep. He was so glad, he didn't even notice he was falling into his new persona.
“Thank you so much, hyung. I promise I can be good.” Jisung bowed his head just a little and Jeongin smiled, messing with his hair.
“I'm sure you can, Jisung. Do you want something to drink? I can pay.” and Jisung looked at the options, most of them having alcohol and he knew he didn't take alcohol very well.
“I don't think I want one now, I just want to talk, if that's ok.”
“Sure, there's sofas where we can sit and talk.” Jeongin said and guided him towards a part full of booths and a few sofas. making a circle that seemed like a chill-out room.
Now that they were long past introduction, Jisung was able to notice Jeongin was wearing make up. His eye shape was more marked because of a shade of maroon and black outlining above and under his eye. His hair was also stylized to show more of his forehead. He was so handsome in real life Jisung felt like he was going to explode.
“I'm a really big fan.” Jisung started before he could stop himself and try to be normal for once, “I love all of your content, from the mean act to the caring act you did about five times. I still remember your live when you asked us to call you oppa instead of hyung and then proceeded to treat us in feminine terms, I…”
Jeongin's eyes were glued to his face, really listening to him attentively and causing Jisung to feel embarrassed when he admitted, “I really enjoyed that…”
“You liked to be called princess?” Jeongin asked with a smirk and putting his drink down.
“ Hyung ~ Don't make me say it!” Jisung whined and Jeongin was really to reply with something when Seungmin sat beside them without warning.
“Hyung? Did you lie your age to him?” he asked and stole Jeongin's drink before he could react.
“Lie his age?” Jisung asked and looked at Jeongin for answers, who surprisingly blushing and looking away. That's a new look.
“Our Jeonginie here is the youngest of the friend group. He should've been calling you hyung, not the other way around.” Minho said with a knowing smirk and sat on the other side after messing with Jeongin's hair.
“Hyung! You know how long it took to style this way.” Jeongin whined and Jisung felt his mind go blank with the amount of information he was given in the past minutes.
FoxI.Ny, well, Jeongin was younger than him and he also whined and blushed and gosh, he was so cute!
“Oh, Jeonginie, you're adorable!” Jisung exclaimed and in an act of foolishness, he came close to squeeze the boy's rosy cheeks, “I'm going to eat you!”
Jeongin's eyes widened and he averted his eyes to Seungmin, “Hyung, help, I think your friend is a weird cannibal.”
Seungmin chuckled and Minho laughed, genuinely laughed.
“No, but he's a little weird. I'm going to give you that.”
“Hey! Years of friendship didn't make you appreciate my weirdness and notice how I'm literally the light of your days? You wouldn't be here if it weren't for me!” Jisung complained, feeling betrayed.
He taught Seungmin how to cheat for the first time when he couldn't pass a subject and also frequently lied to their dorm monitor that Seungmin was in his parent's home when he wasn't in his bed. Kim Seungmin only graduated because of Han Jisung's in extreme loyalty!
Seungmin must think this way too, because he didn't answer to him right away. He sheepishly smiled and grabbed Jisung's hands, “You're right, I should proclaim my love to you right now. Let me give you a kiss.”
Jisung wasn't against receiving kisses from friends, he actually loved them. But he didn't want to be kissed in front of Jeongin, he was trying to keep an image before destroying it completely of his own accord. What mattered was his efforts, not the final result.
“Don't need kisses, I'm good.” he said and pulled away from Seungmin, pretending he wouldn't regret rejecting his kisses later.
Minho's eyes glowed with mischief and Seungmin simply smiled, both of his friends probably noticed what was happening. For Jisung to reject kisses it only meant he wanted to kiss someone specific, someone like Jeongin.
“You know Jisung, Jeonginie only lies about his age to people he's attracted to.” Minho said and Jeongin started whining again, rising from his seat and trying to shut him up, “I guess he finds you hot!”
Jisung laughed awkwardly with this information, because Jeongin never lied his age to him. He simply calls himself that way on streams and Jisung never doubted him. Jeongin was still red, but he didn't look shy now, just frustrated. He probably didn't even like Jisung that way, Seungmin said he wasn't his type after all, having his friends trying to sell him out to someone like him shouldn't be a good experience.
Jisung wasn't feeling as good as before. His mood immediately changed and Seungmin noticed right away, touching his arm and asking if he was ok. Jisung lied when he nodded.
“I just want to see who's the birthday person, that's all. I feel like I should congratulate them.”
Minho stopped fighting with Jeongin after noticing the mood change and Jeongin was left confused when both of his hyung got up from the couch.
“Sure, let's introduce you to them.” Minho said and Seungmin grabbed Jeongin's shirt and dragged him with them with zero explanations.
The birthday boy was one of Seungmin's old friends — and hookups, Jeongin said to Jisung passing by him — that Minho accidentally met in one of his night outs. Pure coincidence but it was nice Jisung was invited. He was received with a big hug and a comforting smile, they even talked a little and discovered they had the same interests and exchanged contacts but that was the only moment they properly talked.
The rest of the party followed the same scheme as Minho dragging Jisung around to meet people and Seungmin dragging Jeongin. Jisung tried to keep himself collected to avoid any awkward situations with Jeongin again, especially with how Minho and Seungmin seemed entertained by watching them like two eagles. But it was hard with how the boy kept calling him hyung and looking at him with bright eyes and that stupid smile that convinced Jisung to send him a $200 donation.
Still, Jisung tried his best to be normal and not pop a boner from nowhere, avoiding any touches from Jeongin and his friends to keep himself grounded. This went on until Jisung thought it was late enough for him to go home without being disrespectful, bidding his goodbye to everyone he talked to and walking out the club.
He didn't expect to see Jeongin rushing outside when he was getting ready to call an uber. Jisung frowned, looking around to see if there was some explanation why Jeongin was beelining towards him until his back hit the club's wall. Jeongin pinned him against the wall without warning and made most of Jisung's blood rush to his pants.
“You're walking out without saying a proper goodbye to me?” he said and Jisung blushed pathetically with the sudden change of behavior, all his efforts to not get an erection in vain.
“I said goodbye to you.” he said and tried to look down, but Jeongin grabbed his chin and forced him to maintain eye contact.
“Not properly.” Jeongin said, staring in his eyes before they looked to his lips, “Should I teach you how you should say goodbye to your hyung?”
Jisung wasn't thinking when he said yes, his mind was completely blank with how close Jeongin was and how his perfume was making him dumb. When Jeongin leaned in and kissed him, Jisung was sure he was ruined forever and never in his life would he get to experience the feeling of being crowded by the most handsome man he'd ever met.
Their lips fit perfectly, as if that moment had been planned for a long time and was destined to happen. Jisung put his hands around Jeongin's neck, pulling him close at the same time his legs melted. Before his legs gave way, he felt the boy's hands on his waist, pinning him there, holding him.
As soon as they broke the kiss, Jeongin smirked, moving closer and placing his hand over Jisung's bulge.
“Consider this a gift for my number one fan.” he whispered in his ear and pressed his hand harder as he kissed and sucked marks on Jisung's neck.
Jisung couldn't help but whine and moan when Jeongin started shamelessly groping him over his clothes. It was obscene doing that right in front of the club where anyone could see. He knew it was late and there weren't people around in the streets, but still, to be touched indecently in a public space… Jisung shouldn't be so aroused.
“I like how you sound, it's a shame we can't be louder, right princess?”Jeongin asked in a low voice and before Jisung could notice, he was cumming in his pants.
“Fuck.” he whined and hid his face, feeling his whole body react to the sudden orgasm.
Jeongin pulled away with a satisfied smile, it was nothing like the man on the streams, no. It was a different smile and completely dangerous to Jisung's heart.
“Give me your phone.” Jisung acted on automatic and gave it to him, not asking what Jeongin was doing until he received it again. “I texted myself so now we have each other's contacts. Send me a message when you get home.”
Jeongin walked away and entered the club again, while Jisung was left there. Cum staining his pants, cheeks red and the Uber price went up. His eyes couldn't believe it when he got home and saw a message from a number saved as “Hot hyung”.
[Hot hyung]: it was nice to know you! take care of yourself
Jisung was feeling drunk and high despite not having done anything of sorts that night. He guessed Jeongin must have drugs in his kisses or something, because his body started tingling when he sent a message back.
[Jisungie]: jsut got home! thx
i really ljked tslking to u
He kept waiting for a reply but it never came. It was late too, Jisung didn't expect Jeongin to reply just because it was him. He took a very needed shower before going straight to bed, exhaustion bringing him a dreamless night.
When he woke up he had already forgotten what happened the night before, continuing with his routine normally, getting ready for his day at home office until he saw his tight pants in the laundry basket and the memories came in like a flood. Jisung ran to his bedroom and grabbed his phone, almost passing out on the floor when he read the texts.
[Hot hyung]: i also liked talking to you
seungmin hyung said it was mean that i kept messing with you
while i think you liked it, he still forced me to say sorry
so i’m sorry
Jisung kept staring at the screen until it turned off on its own. He couldn't believe that he got to kiss Jeongin and… Well, everything else. The logical part of his brain begged him to not answer him, to keep him as this dream-like night that would never happen again. However, Jisung kept logic for his work only.
[Jisungie]: it's ok, i liked it
im sorry if i made things awkward tho lol i was too excited to meet u
He mentally slapped himself for such dumb message. His fingers were ready to delete it when Jeongin appeared to be typing. Jisung screamed and almost threw his phone on the wall, until he remembered how much he spent on it.
[Hot hyung]: it's fine
if i was uncomfortable i wouldn't have done what i did and you wouldn't have my number
what are you doing now?
Jisung looked around. He was kneeling on the floor, answering his texts while he was wearing a hoodie he stole from Minho's clean clothing pile. He had to start working in a few minutes. So, of course, there was only one right answer to this question.
[Jisungie]: nothing, hbu?
[Hot hyung]: i'm planning my next stream, i like to write a tiny script before they happen.
although most of it ends up being improv
i’m thinking about doing the oppa act again, what do you think?
jisung?
Jisung was too busy screaming on his pillow to answer it.
[Jisungie]: you should definitely do it.
And that was all.
They kept texting each other in their free time. Jisung, whose circle of friends was tiny, was loving the chance of being able to disturb someone different on his breaks from work. Jeongin was nice, outside his stream persona he was a nerd just like him and their common friends. Sometimes he acted a bit mean, but it wasn't like Jisung wasn't busting a nut from it. They complemented each other in a certain way.
Texting Jeongin until Friday and hearing about the process of going live was an experience. He didn't have any roommates, but he always made sure to make excuses so no one would bother him those nights. It was surprising how they didn't end up sexting until then from the amount of opportunities they had, especially with Jeongin video calling him one day and showing off his room and set of sex toys.
They remained cool. Jisung talked about his job after Jeongin talked about his own. When Friday finally came Jisung was sure what they had was a great friendship, well, he thought.
Minho went out like usual and Jisung locked himself, putting his headphones and tuning into the stream. Jeongin was sitting in his chair, nonchalant and smiled as soon as Jisung typed “Hi!” in the chat.
“Hey, princess.” he said and suddenly the chat exploded with exclamations in shock and euphoria, “I guess you already know what this is about.”
Despite knowing Jeongin scripted the stream, the way he talked felt like he was talking directly to him. Jisung knew what to expect, knew what Jeongin was going to do and yet…
Jeongin touched himself over his sweatpants, leaving out a groan and making Jisung bite his lips.
Yet, Jisung was fucking hard already.
“You teased me for the past days, made me wish for more and you never acted on it.” Jeongin said, his hands moving over his bulge, “You say I'm mean, but you're worse. Acting like a whore and pretending you're not, but I know the truth.”
Jisung whined, his hand was already wrapped around his dick but it wasn't enough. It felt wrong. He eyed the box he kept hidden in the right corner of his room and on a whim he walked there, only hearing Jeongin's voice as he got away from the screen.
“You're a little bitch, begging for my attention, aren't you?” Jisung felt a shiver run through his body while he took his pants and underwear before sitting in bed, pushing his laptop further.
Jeongin was teasing to pull his pants down and the chat was going insane. The streams where he touched himself on camera were very few, he preferred to tease and be mean than to actually show his dick. But today Jisung knew exactly what Jeongin planned.
He picked his favorite dildo from the box and was already putting lube over his fingers, getting two inside his hole and gasping. He watched Jeongin smirk to the camera, like he knew what he was doing. Jisung was dirty, so dirty to continue to do this after becoming friends with him.
“Touching yourself in secret for your oppa, shouldn't you be ashamed? Not even letting me watch, now that's mean.” Jeongin made a fake pout and Jisung moaned. He would do anything for him, anything he asked.
“Oppa, I'm sorry.” he said, adding a third finger and whining, feeling his dick twitch at being neglected.
“Show me, baby. Show me your hole and how you do it.” Jisung rolled his eyes, unconsciously adjusting his position as if Jeongin could actually see it, “Do your fingers feel good? I bet mine would be better, you know how big my hand is.”
Jisung did. He kept staring at them in the club and the photos Jeongin sent, he wondered how they would look wrapped around his neck, choking him in bed or simply fingering him. Jeongin unbothered by how Jisung would be crying in the sheets.
“All of this for my fingers? You're so needy, hyung.” he would say, grabbing his ass with his free hand and watching his fingers fuck his hole, “I want to fuck you.”
Imaginary-Jeongin made Jisung moan his name and curl his feet. He pulled his fingers out with a pout for not wanting to cum so soon, his eyes went to the screen and he watched Jeongin finally take his cock out of his pants. Hard and with his red tip making Jisung's mouth water. He wanted him carnally.
“This is for you princess, that's how you make me feel.” he said and Jisung blushed, his fucked up mind thinking delusional thoughts, “Come on, touch yourself, baby. Be good and I'll give it to you.”
Jisung wanted to be good, he wanted to have him. Before Jeongin could say anything else, he was already spreading lube on his dildo and over his hole. Positioning the toy on his rim before pushing in slowly as he imagined Jeongin would do if he was acting caring. Jisung had to wait a moment before moving the dildo inside, getting lost in the feeling of being stuffed and how delicious Jeongin was when he was jerking off.
“You're so pretty when you're like this, princess. I wish no one else could see you this way.” Jeongin's voice worked as the devil's call, corrupting Jisung's brain until he was filled with only lust and wanting pleasure.
“Oppa, please.” he gasped, rolling his eyes at the feeling of the dildo pushing against his walls and brushing against his prostate.
“I want to make you my personal bitch. You'd like that, right? You’re dirty just like me. My slut.”
Jisung shook his head, agreeing with things as if it were Jeongin there with him. Calling him a princess and then treating him like a whore. That's what Jisung wanted, he wanted to feel wanted, but treated harshly. He wanted to feel beautiful.
“My pretty girl.” Jeongin's voice tone changed, incredibly soft as he fucked his fist, “Tell me how good oppa makes you feel.”
“So good, you feel so good.” Jisung said deliriously, “I'm gonna cum.”
“Yeah?” Jeongin said while he pretended to look the chat, his hand moving faster and making Jisung wish he had him inside him, fucking him at that pace.
“Yeah. Fuck, please.” Jisung felt his orgasm approaching and his muscles contract, he was so close.
“I want to see it.” Jeongin said and Jisung knew it was from his script, but his mind was brimmed with pleasure. He acted impulsively and recorded his own voice while he fucked himself on the dildo and jerked off until he came squirming on the bed.
Jisung saw Jeongin cum on camera too, dirtying his hand with a grunt and throwing his head back. Now that he saw Jeongin's cock without his hand over it, he thought it was huge, much bigger than his own, which honestly wasn't that difficult to happen. Jisung has always been closer to the smaller side than the bigger one. He wondered if Jeongin would even fit inside him, if he would have a belly bulge every time he thrusted inside.
He groaned, feeling his dick twitch with interest at the thought but still being overly sensitive after the orgasm he experienced.
“Did you like it, princess? I hope it was to your taste.” Jeongin was wiping his hand clean and smirking at the screen, that motherfucker knew very well what he did.
Two could play the game. Jisung had zero shame at being petty and cringe, which made him the worst person to tease in any situation. He cleaned his hands on his sheets and picked his phone again, sending him the audio and taking pictures of the mess he was. Jisung rarely sent nudes to people, but he knew his angles and there was simply no way Jeongin would resist his used hole.
He watched Jeongin laugh at a comment in the chat until he frowned, looking to the side and picking something. He stared down for a while, an unreadable expression but his face had a faint rosy blush. Jisung knew he won.
He looked over the chat to see what others were saying and everyone was teasing I.N for receiving some naughty message, asking if he was dating someone.
“You're getting too comfortable in this chat, I'm gonna go.” he said and the reaction was a bunch of whines and sad emotions.
Before he closed the stream, Jisung sent a last donation with a message. He didn't mind being subtle, he doubted someone would connect the dots.
$150 i hope you liked my gift~
Jeongin saw the donation and gave a lighthearted laugh, showing everyone his sweet smile and breaking his stream persona for a second.
“Yes, I liked it. Thank you for the donation. Bye everyone!”
The broadcast screen stopped and Jisung laughed at how quickly he ended it, closing the laptop and starting to clean things up. He had really made a mess that he hadn't expected to make, Jeongin affected him more than he expected. He only stopped to see his messages after taking a shower and changing the bed sheets, seeing that Jeongin had sent a series of messages and a video.
[Hot hyung]: jisung is that you? fuck
you sound so sweet, i wish i could hear and see you in person
i can't stop thinking about how you must've looked in your bed while i called you princess, did you like the stream? i made it thinking of you
since you sent something exclusive i’m sending you too
[video]
Jisung opened the video and it was a different angle, Jeongin fucking his hand and moaning his nome. He didn't know if he was surprised by how quickly Jeongin was hard again or by his size, because now Jisung was sure it was big.
[Jisungie]: i know we're friends now and stuff but i kinda want you inside me
[Hot hyung]: first of all, friends can fuck
second, kinda?
[Jisungie]: ok, i really want you to fuck me
[Hot hyung]: are you free tomorrow?
[Jisungie]: tomorrow you have to do your Saturday stream
[Hot hyung]: i dont give a fuck about my stream are you free tomorrow?
Jisung bit his lips, feeling something close to the butterflies because of how Jeongin worded the message, like he really needed to fuck him above anything else. This was peak romance or pining for his ass, whatever, for Jisung it sounded like the same thing. Still, he wanted to look pretty for Jeongin, he didn't want to be just a casual fuck. He wanted to be a casual memorable fuck, because Jisung has an ego.
[Jisungie]: text me your address and i will come when im ready
[Hot hyung]: *****************
my whole day is yours
Jisung preparation meant that, besides the usual stuff, he made puppy eyes for Minho the next day as soon as his roommate stepped inside the apartment, begging him to help him shave. Minho pretended to be annoyed, as if Jisung didn't do the same to him everytime he asked. He also did Jisung's makeup and found the lingerie set Jisung was crying to find, a gag gift Seungmin gave him years ago and he never used it… Until now.
Right before Jisung crossed the door, Minho yelled at him, “Use protection to not get pregnant!”
“Fuck you!” Jisung yelled back, receiving a loud laugh and causing his own lips to curl up.
Jeongin's flat wasn't that far from their home, Jisung walked there, feeling an anxiety creep up in his belly until he was face to face with a tall unfamiliar building. He walked in and buzzed Jeongin's apartment, being allowed to go up and meet him. His heart was beating fast in his chest and, when he rang the bell, he expected everything but to be greeted by a Jeongin wearing sweatpants and a tank top.
Jisung was going to have a rough night.
“Hey…” Jeongin said, his eyes going up and down Jisung as if it was the first time they saw each other. “Dressed up nicely I see. Nice clothes.”
Jisung was only wearing a black shirt that made his chest look bigger — Minho's words, not his — and ripped pants, but Jeongin looked at him as if he was a full course meal offering himself at his door. But then again, he wasn't wrong if he thought this way.
“Just wait until you see me without them.” Jisung said and gave a short anxious laugh, he should be forced to shut up, “Can I get inside?”
“Where?” Jeongin asked and, in a blink, he was already laughing at Jisung's shocked expression. “Come in, babe.” he stepped to the side and let Jisung walk through, closing the door behind him with a chill posture, “Want to do something before we do it? Like watch some documentary, pretend to pay attention on how to survive the jungle and then make out?”
Jisung looked around, amazed by how the apartment was organized and clean. Not that he expected Jeongin to be the messy type, but he liked to judge his men by how their house was and Jeongin's clean house made Jisung hornier than he already was.
“We can skip to the making out part.” he said and Jeongin smiled, already walking close to him and putting his hands around his waist.
“I was hoping you'd say that.”
Their lips hungrily, Jeongin's hands gripped onto Jisung's waist to the point of making him whine. Jeongin took this opportunity to deepen the kiss, licking into his mouth and making Jisung melt. As soon as his legs started giving out for how overwhelmed he was, Jeongin picked him up as if he was nothing, making Jisung yelp and widen his eyes when his back his the wall, his legs around Jeongin's waist and the man’s stare making him feel like his prey.
“If I ask you to fuck me against the wall, would you do it?” he asked before he could think properly and Jeongin's gaze softened and his lips curled up.
“I would do it right now, if I didn't think you deserve more.” he said and returned to him, this time with an emotion Jisung couldn't catch but felt it.
Naturally, he desired Jeongin, he was his ideal type for fuck’e sake. But there was something on the way he kissed him which made Jisung feel the urge to pull his hair before he did something dumb, like say I love you without even knowing him properly.
“Bed.” he breathed and Jeongin nodded, carrying him to the bedroom and showing off the muscles he got with his working out. Jisung wanted to bite his arm off and be used by him.
Lucky for him, this moment was closer by each minute — he meant the being used part, of course. He wouldn't bite someone's arm off, he's not a psycho.
Jeongin laid Jisung on the bed and placed himself between his legs, instantly directing his attention to his neck and kissing it, letting his hands into Jisung's shirt and touching him. Jisung had half a mind to grab Jeongin's shirt as he squirmed when he felt the boy sucking his skin, gasping for breath from the sensation. He could feel Jeongin's teeth grazing on his neck, almost begging for a bite. Jisung never imagined himself on the receiving end of pain, but Jeongin had this power over him, making him like things he wasn't used to before.
“Jeongin-” Jisung moaned when Jeongin pressed his knee up on his crotch, making Jisung feel his dick tight in his pants.
“Aren't you a needy thing? Only a couple kisses and you're already squirming and hard like this, baby?” Jeongin teased and Jisung whined, pouting and pretending to be upset as if he wasn't extremely turned on by the man before him.
“Don't tease…” he mumbled and caused Jeongin to chuckle.
He pulled back and saw Jisung's flushed cheeks, resisting the urge to coo at the sight of his pout. He wouldn't admit it but ever since he met Jisung he fantasized about this moment with the other under him.
“Tease? I'm not teasing. I'm only taking my time with you.” he said, slowly pushing his shirt up and seeing a pink lacy fabric wrapping around his chest and almost making Jeongin die right there. “Fuck, Jisung.”
Jeongin forced the whole shirt off of him next, making Jisung blush profoundly at how quick he was to leave him exposed. Despite Minho ensuring that he looked hot in that lingerie bra, Jisung was insecure about how he looked. Seungmin had taken a slightly smaller size when he gave it to him, perhaps on purpose because he didn't think Jisung would wear it one day, since it was a joke his friend had made.
However, Jisung kept that pink lingerie stored for years, with the mere excuse that maybe he would find someone to wear it. Turns out that someone was himself. The lingerie was cute, a baby pink lacy sheer set, enough to cover him but also show my nipples and other things. There were some flowers embroidered on the sides and the material was soft and delicate. Jisung truly felt like a princess when he put it on and hoped that Jeongin would appreciate it the way he saw himself in the clothes.
If the way the man looked at him was indicative of how he thought, Jisung knew he had achieved his goal.
“Did you like it, oppa? It's for you.” he said and watched Jeongin's glare darken, the honorific causing an immediate change in his posture.
“I love it.” Jeongin said, staring Jisung's body without any shame.
Jisung could feel Jeongin's bulge brushing against his thigh and it turned him on. Jeongin slid his hands down Jisung's stomach, moving up to his chest and cupping them both. Because his lingerie was a smaller size, his breasts were filling out the entire thing, making it look like he had bigger boobs than he actually did. Jisung's nipples were exposed in the sheer part, which got hard as soon as Jeongin's fingers pinched them over the bra. He whined, extremely sensitive when Jeongin started playing with them.
“My pretty girl.” he said after hearing Jisung's delicious moans and tiny gasps, admiring how his body reacted to every single of his touches.
“Oppa, take your shirt off.”Jisung pouted, trying to take it off on his own but getting nowhere.
“Got a couple of praises and you're already getting demanding?” Jeongin raised his eyebrow and Jisung feared for a punishment, even though he trusted Jeongin would never act without his consent.
Jeongin clicked his tongue in a fake annoyance but still took his clothes off, making Jisung drool at his naked body, his hands immediately reaching to touch his chest and circle around his neck once he was close enough. The kiss that followed was like second nature for them, their bodies acting on their own and gravitating towards each other. Jeongin moaned between the kiss as Jisung began to grind his clothed cock against Jeongin's thigh, touching his body and pulling his hair, needy and thirsty for more. He only stopped when Jeongin pulled away and pinned his wrists to the side of his head.
“I don't remember giving you the right to touch me. You're acting like a whore.” he said harshly and Jisung shuddered, blinking and feeling the tears going to his eyes. For a second Jeongin's eyes changed to soft ones and he asked in a softer tone, “What's your safeword?”
Jisung took a deep breath to stop his reaction before he finally said, “Seagull.”
Jeongin blinked and the worry in his eyes vanished in the same instant, he grabbed Jisung's chin and forced him to stare at him.
“If you're going to act like a whore, I'm going to treat you like one.” he said and before Jisung could properly react he was manhandled to lay on his stomach.
Jeongin stepped away again to take off their pants, his action being interrupted when his eyes met Jisung's pink lacy panties making his ass more tempting than it already was. Jisung didn't get a warning of the slap that came and echoed in the room, his reaction being a loud moan.
Jeongin chuckled, caressing the place he hit before giving another slap, getting the same reaction from Jisung. The only difference this time was that his dick was leaking precum in his panties.
“Pain slut.” Jeongin mocked and pushed Jisung on the mattress, before turning him on the bed so Jisung would be lying on his back again.
The sudden movement made Jisung lose the air in his lungs, gasping in shock when Jeongin finished removing their pants. Just underwear and panties separating the act they would do. Jeongin's eyes followed the line of his panties, stopping right where his dick was hard and making a wet spot in his panties. He knew how he looked, he stared at himself in his mirror before putting on clothes to go out. His small dick fit inside the panties almost too perfectly, Jisung thought it looked pretty.
Jeongin's hand went to touch him over his panties and made his dick react to the touch and friction. More cum leaked from the tip, staining his panties and causing his dick to keep twitching.
“My princess is so wet for me, are you like this with every guy you fuck?” Jeongin asked, continuing to stroke his length and making Jisung start crying, fearing he was going to cum too soon.
“N-No.” he shook his head with tears in his eyes, “Just you, oppa. Only you.” and Jeongin made a sound, something that caught Jisung's attention right away.
His cheeks were flushed and Jisung frowned, a worry coming to him that maybe he made it awkward by saying that. Jeongin's eyes looked away when they met Jisung's worried ones and then, Jisung looked down and noticed a wet spot on Jeongin's boxers.
“Did you just-”
“You look too pretty like this.” Jeongin said and Jisung didn't know what to feel.
He felt his ego inflating, thinking he could make a hot guy cum in pants by crying, but he also thought, what now? He never experienced this before and only staring at Jeongin felt awkward enough. So, after thinking for a while and watching Jeongin get even more red, Jisung came to a conclusion.
“Jeongin, take these off and sit on the bed.” he said and the tone he used didn't leave space for a debate.
Jeongin nodded, doing as he was told while Jisung took his panties to not ruin them more and searched for lube, doing a victory fist when he found without much trouble at the bed table. He straddled Jeongin's lap, letting lube to the side and then he started kissing him. At first it was a simple kiss, but Jisung had plans. He was going to get Jeongin to fuck him, it didn't matter what he had to do.
Jisung didn't react when Jeongin gasped in the kiss when he touched his still sensitive dick. Jisung was obsessed with how big it was in real life, not even minding if it was flat right now.
“You have no idea, how much I dreamed of this moment.” he whispered against his lips, touching on his cock even though it was still soft, “I saw you over the screen and thought how I'd let you do whatever you wanted to do with me. How I'd let you fuck my mouth without any care.”
“Jisung.” Jeongin moaned and Jisung kissed his jaw, trailing kisses to his neck and with his free hand he touched Jeongin's pecs.
“I'd gag, drool all over it and you'd still use me like a toy… I'd let you do it even now.” Jisung said and pushed Jeongin to lay in bed, changing his position on his lap to switch his hand with his still hard dick, grinding against Jeongin's cock.
Jeongin watched their size difference in awe, letting Jisung spurt lube into his hand before he started stroking them slowly, not with the intention to jerk off but to make the slide better. Jeongin grabbed his hips, panting and feeling his cock getting hard by the time. It wasn't something he saw himself doing, letting a hot twink frotting their dicks together and whining on his lap.
Jisung was either the love or fuck of his life, Jeongin was sure of it in that moment.
As soon as he felt himself erect again, he switched their positions, his desperation making Jisung genuinely laugh. Jeongin could reprimand or punish him, but he found himself laughing too.
“Please be serious, I'm about to fuck you.” he begged between laughs and Jisung zip locked his mouth.
“I'm totally serious.” he said and had to take a deep breath to not fall into giggles again. “Also you don't need to take too long to prep, I fucked myself on my dildo before coming.”
Jeongin stopped, having to take a deep breath before meeting Jisung's bright eyes.
“Also, I'm clean. If you're too, you can go raw. I want to feel you.”
Jeongin was enamored.
“You're perfect.”
He was going to ravish him.
Jeongin picked the lube, spreading on his fingers just for good measure and putting it inside Jisung's hole. He was right, Jeongin didn't meet any resistance, although he could see Jisung's breath hitching when he started moving his fingers.
“Your pussy is loose, baby. Are you sure you don't fuck around?” Jeongin teased.
“My pussy?” Jisung whined with cheeks blushing.
“What? You got shy, baby? Acting like a sweet girl now, uh?” he said and added a third digit inside Jisung's hole to test it, mentally praising Jisung's prep.
Jisung didn't know how to react, instead he tried to cover his face but Jeongin slapped his hand away.
"None of that, I want to see my pretty girl’s face as I fuck her. You understand?” Jeongin said seriously and Jisung nodded, feeling completely shy under his glare, “Good.”
Jeongin pulled his fingers out a little after that, not wanting to waste any more time when he should have been inside Jisung long ago. He put a considerate amount of lube over his cock and Jisung's hole, wanting it to be comfortable for him and avoid any pain. He stroked himself, watching Jisung's doe eyes sparkling with his legs spread, his bra still on. He needed to be inside him.
He guided the tip inside and Jisung took a sharp breath, biting his lip as Jeongin slowly bottomed out. Jisung felt tears coming to his eyes as he felt overwhelmed in the best way. Jeongin's cock was bigger than his dildo and curved just right to brush against his prostate, Jisung was afraid he wouldn't last.
“Oh, baby, look at that…” Jeongin said and Jisung followed his look, seeing a belly bulge inside him, “You're so tiny I can see myself inside you.”
“Fuck…” Jisung muttered, getting hypnotized by the sight.
Jeongin started moving without warning, causing Jisung to whine and see the bulge in his belly move. Jeongin's moans were the best sound Jisung ever heard. Everytime he thrusted inside him, he felt more and more light headed, losing his shame until Jeongin was practically nailing him in bed and making him dumb. Jisung was sure there was drool dripping from his lips as he whimpered and came over his stomach.
“Your pussy is clenching all around me. Can't seem to get enough, right slut?” Jeongin said and Jisung could only make sounds to respond, too cockdrunk to form a sentence.
Jeongin kept fucking him throughout his orgasm and Jisung felt a pull inside warning him he could get another if he continued. He didn't say his safeword, he was high on the feeling of being used like this, having his fantasies coming true by the hands — and dick — of a camboy. The universe worked in mysterious ways sometimes, but Jisung wasn't bothered if it meant getting lost in pleasure like this.
“Baby, I'm gonna to cum.” Jeongin warned and Jisung could feel his second orgasm approaching, he blindly reached for him, gripping on his bicep.
“Cum on me, oppa. Please, inside.” he said and Jeongin groaned, the thought of filling Jisung up sending him to the edge, barely getting to do two thrusts before he spurted his hot liquid inside.
Jisung came in with a broken moan next, his mouth opening and his eyes rolling when he felt the pressure in his low abdomen. Jeongin stayed still for a moment before pulling out, making Jisung instantly whine in sadness of feeling empty. Jeongin wished he had a plug to put it on him, push him cum inside and let Jisung walk around with that, ready to go any moment.
“Stop staring at it, perverted.” Jisung said with a pout, trying to cover his ass and failing pathetically.
“You're the one who came in lingerie and I'm the perverted?” Jeongin asked and Jisung just kept pouting, avoiding to look at him.
He looked adorable, despite the whole environment and how his stomach was messy with cum. Jeongin didn't resist and leaned in to peck his lips one time, two times, until they were making out again and he was pretty sure there was cum on him too.
Jisung opened his eyes when they parted their kiss and the look he gave Jeongin was enough for him to make sure this wouldn't be a one night stand.
“Tell me do you prefer fast food or something fancy right now?” he asked and made Jisung's face turn into a confused expression.
“What?”
“I like to treat my partners right, so tell me what you want to eat and I'll order for us.” he explained and Jisung nodded, his hand unconsciously going to fix the blonde strand that fell over Jeongin's face.
“I would die for a hamburger right now.”
Jeongin smiled, feeling he actually found his soulmate before leaning in and kissing his lips one more time.
“I'm going to order and then we'll take a shower and watch the jungle documentary as we wait for the food. How does that sound?”
Jisung's eyes sparkled and he smiled brightly, feeling exhaustion hit his body but trying his hardest to stay awake, because Jeongin was worth all his hours.
“It sounds like a perfect casual date.” he said.
“Good, that was what I was aiming for. Rest while I order for us.” Jeongin said and walked away from bed to look for his phone, allowing Jisung to have a full back view of his naked body.
Jisung smiled sleepily, rolling in bed and closing his eyes to rest, not before thinking , “Suck on that Seungmin, how's that for not being Jeongin's type!?”