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Soap Bubbles and Blowjobs

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It was the middle of July and the Busan heat was higher than ever. Jungkook and Jimin were glued to their couch, watching reruns of k dramas they've already seen, the whole day. Jimin was fanning himself with a paper fan and Jungkook stood up in front of their electric fan, lifting up his shirt slightly to let the air cool him. 

"Jungkook, it's my turn now!" Jimin yelled from the couch. Jungkook didn't make an effort to move so Jimin took matters into his own hands. He walked over to the dark-haired boy and pushed him aside so he could stand in front of it. 

"Hey! I bought the fan! I should get to stand in front of it when I want!" Jungkook and Jimin pushed each other mercilessly to get in front of the fan. Jungkook pushed Jimin so hard Jimin grabbed onto the cord to keep himself from falling. Instead Jimin pulled down the fan with him, snapping the cord in half.

"Now look what you've done!" 

"You pushed me!"

"You started it!"

"Fight me Jungkook."

Jungkook considered kicking his roommates ass for a split second. Jimin gasped loudly, "You were seriously thinking of fighting me?!"

"You wanted me to!"

Jimin got up from the floor, tossing the broken cord to the side and staring sadly at the now useless fan. He let out a deep sigh. "Now what."

"First you're going to buy me a new fan." Jungkook demanded.

"US a new fan." Jimin corrected.


Twenty minutes passed and the two boys were back on the couch. The t.v was on a low volume but neither of them were paying attention, too busy on focusing on the heat. They couldn't afford to spend the day at the beach and they didn't know anyone who owned a pool so they were stuck in their apartment until the heat went down.

Jungkook had brought him and Jimin cold water bottles to cool their skin but eventually the heat on them rubbed off onto their bottles making them hold warm plastic to their skin.

"This blows." Jungkook muttered tossing his empty water bottle on the ground.

"Hey! I'm not your mom! Go put that in the recycling bin!" Jimin scolded. But Jungkook didn't move from his position, acting like he didn't even hear the older.

"Did you hear me? Your hyung told you to throw away your trash-" Jimin's words were cut off when Jungkook slowly lifted up the hem of his shirt, showing off his toned abdomen. Jimin went silent, staring at Jungkook with an unreadable expression. Jungkook, not feeling Jimin's stares, leaned forward and rolled off his shirt that began to stick to his sweaty skin. Jimin's eyes went wide at the sight of Jungkook, his best friend for five years, half naked on their couch. Jungkook laid his head back on the couch and closed his eyes, shifting his back to find a more comfortable position. He looked like a porn star, legs spread, head back, and body slick with sweat. 

Jimin tore his eyes away at the unholy sight and tried so hard to focus on the show on the screen but kept feeling his eyes drift to the boy next to him. Sighing, Jimin left from the couch and went to the kitchen to get some more water since he was a little thirsty. When he returned to the living room Jungkook was spread out on the couch but now he was missing his shorts. Jimin saw them on the floor, next to his shirt and gulped. He took cautious steps to the almost fully naked Jungkook, who was now awake, and stood in front of him blocking his view of the t.v. 

"Hey! I was watching that." Jungkook didn't look up at Jimin's face, probably didn't even realize the position he was in from the heat melting his brain. 

"Why are you naked on our couch?" Jimin tried to keep his voice steady and expressionless but his voice cracked. Jungkook finally looked up, his face showing no emotion to the current situation. 

"It's nothing you haven't already seen." 

"You don't have the same body as you did when you where seven."

Jungkook cocked his eyebrow. "Is my body now bothering you?" He sounded cocky, more so than usual.

"No- wh-why would it?" Jimin averted his eyes to the floor, trying to escape his roommates intense stare. Jungkook sat up, catching Jimin off guard at his sudden movement. Jungkook stood up from the couch and leaned close to Jimin who couldn't move away. 

"I'm taking a shower." Jungkook whispered into Jimin's ear, causing a shiver to run down his spine. Jungkook was half way down the hall when he shouted, "Feel free to join me!"

Jimin, his feet glued to the floor, stared at the empty spot on the couch Jungkook used to occupy. After a few moments of processing what the hell was going on Jimin snapped his head up, shaking all the bad thoughts away as he went after the younger. He heard the shower running from outside the bathroom and started beating on the door, yelling "Jungkook I will kill you if you pull a stunt like that again!"

Jungkook opened the door, quickly dodging one of Jimin's punches and leaned against the doorframe. He gazed into Jimin's eyes, almost as if he was welcoming the older to shower with him. Jimin immediately looked to the floor, quickly regretting his action. Jungkook, body propped against the doorframe, still slick with sweat, was naked. The younger noticed Jimin's eyes widen and chuckled deeply. "See something you like?"

Jimin's head shot up. "No you brat! Why are you naked in our apartment?!"

"Uhm, I'm about to take a shower. Why wouldn't I be naked?" Jimin sent a death glare at Jungkook. "You seemed stressed. Want to join me?" Unhappy with Jimin's non response Jungkook leaned in closer, hot breath on Jimin's ear. "A nice steamy shower with me. Does that sound good? I can wash your hair while you wash my-"

"NO!" Jimin pushed Jungkook away, cheeks burning bright and heart racing. 

"Suit yourself." Just as Jungkook was about to close the bathroom door he popped his head out again to say, "If you change your mind, you know where to find me." Jimin scoffed as Jungkook winked at him and finally, much to Jimin's relief, closed the door, hiding his naked body behind it. 

After five minutes of hearing the shower run Jimin realized he hadn't moved from his spot in front of the door. He contemplated taking Jungkook up on his offer to shower with him, allowing his mind to go into deep, dark, even-Satan-would-be-shocked-by-the-sin places. Jimin hit his head, don't be such a pervert. Suddenly it hit him. The perfect revenge on Jungkook.

"Oh, Jungkookie~" Jimin knocked on the bathroom door. He wondered if he should back out when the door finally opened. And now Jimin wished more than ever he didn't knock. There Jungkook stood, in all his naked glory, water running down his abdomen and neck, curving around his beautiful bare thighs and hitting the ground below. But Jimin was pushed right out of his dirty imagination when the brat shook his wet hair, splashing droplets on Jimin's face.

"Oh, Jimin. I see you reconsidered." The younger's voice was shaky at first, he didn't actually think Jimin would take him up on his offer. But a smirk returned to his face after Jimin scowled. "Please, leave all clothing items outside this door." When Jimin didn't budge, Jungkook grabbed the hem of his shirt, lifting it up and whispering in his ear, "Let me help you." Jimin shivered at the feeling of the younger's hot breath on his ear but remembered his revenge. Jimin lifted up his arms, allowing Jungkook to fully take off the older's shirt. Now it was Jungkook's turn to stare. He knew Jimin had been running off to the gym every morning, so his toned stomach and muscular arms should't be a surprise. What is surprising is how much it's turning him on. 

Jimin smirked, knowing his revenge was starting out perfectly. He reached for the top of his shorts but Jungkook stopped him. "I can give you some privacy, if you want."

Jimin quirked one eyebrow. "It's nothing you haven't seen already, unless now my body is bothering you." He mocked. Jungkook frowned for a split second before pushing Jimin's chest and closing the bathroom door. 

"You can come back in once you're un-decent."

Jimin thinks he broke the record for taking off his clothes and steadied himself before knocking on the door again. Jungkook eyed him up and down, "Nice." He opened the door wider, inviting Jimin to finally step in. Steam incased the two boys, making it almost impossible to see the other.

"Why is it so hot in here?!" Jimin complained, searching for the temperature knob.

"'Cause I'm here." 

Jimin finally found the knob and turned the dial down a bit, but now before smacking Jungkook's chest. Now with the steam mostly gone Jimin could see Jungkook clearly again, and wow if he wasn't turned on before he certainly was now. How could he successfully get his revenge when Jungkook was naked centimeters in front of him? Oh that's right, his naked too. Before Jimin knew what he was doing he grabbed the loofa and squeezed their shared body wash on top, lathering it with his hands. He could feel Jungkook staring intensely at his fingers working the soap into the nooks and spaces of the sponge. 

Jimin smirked before bringing the soapy sponge onto his abs, working a thick layer of soap. He moved the loofa in small circles all around his abdomen and chest, watching as Jungkook seemed in a trance following the sponge on the older's body. Jimin moved up to his shoulders, groaning as he stretched them back, pleased with the small whimper Jungkook made. After successfully lathering his upper body Jimin bent down to reach his legs, giving Jungkook a good view of his ass. 

Jimin yelped when he felt hands running through his hair. "Yah, Jungkook! What are you doing?!"

"I'm cleaning my best friend's hair, chill." Jungkook was still facing Jimin's back as he lathered Jimin's thick hair with strawberry shampoo. The younger pressed his chest against Jimin's back, the slick skin sliding against the older's back almost made him have a heart attack. Jimin continued to wash his body even though his chest was about to turn red from the sponge. Jimin tried freeing himself from Jungkook's grasp by stepping towards the shower spray but the younger latched onto him like a koala.

"Uh, Jungkook," Jimin asked careful to not let his voice reveal how wrecked he already was. Jungkook hummed against his neck, sending vibrations down the older's body. "I-I need to wash my back." Jungkook untangled his fingers from Jimin's hair and stepped back, taking the sponge from Jimin's hand and adding more body wash. Jungkook moved the loofa in circles on Jimin's back, getting to the backs of his shoulders and his neck. The younger dared moving lower until Jimin squeaked when his hand was practically on top of his butt. Jungkook kneeled to the ground, running the loofa over Jimin's butt cheeks in the process.

"What are you doing, Jungkook?"

"Gotta polish the dust off the trophies."

Jimin scoffed while Jungkook scrubbed the back of his thighs. "Unlike you I've gotten laid in the past week. Have you even had sex without your hand in the past month?"

Jungkook stood up at this, giving a firm slap to one of Jimin's cheeks. The younger leaned closer to Jimin's ear, "How could I forget last week? These walls ain't thick like you." Jimin would be turned off by the cheesy comment but the way Jungkook was panting against his neck had his body react otherwise. "Don't think I didn't hear every moan that came out of that pretty mouth of yours. How you begged him to shove his cock in your ass and call you a 'slut'." 

Jimin's breath was becoming labored as Jungkook kissed down his neck, biting on his sweet spot. The revenge plan was totally forgotten, now that was all on Jimin's mind was getting Jungkook's lips on his. The older turned suddenly, shocking Jungkook, and pressed his lips against the younger's. Jungkook was quick to kiss back, easily taking control and sliding his tongue into Jimin's mouth. Jimin's hands immediately went into Jungkook's hair and Jungkook was sliding his hands up and down his best friend's wet torso, finding purchase on his ass and giving Jimin a nice squeeze. This action caused Jimin to moan into the kiss, encouraging Jungkook further. 

Once they parted to catch their breathes Jungkook went back to sucking bruises onto Jimin's neck, Jimin groaning as he tilted his head to give the younger more room. Jungkook started kissing down Jimin's chest, taking one of his nipples into his mouth and sucking while playing with the other with his fingers. Jimin moaned louder, loving the feel of Jungkook's mouth on his skin, leaving a lingering burn everywhere his lips touched. Jungkook kissed above Jimin's navel before sinking lower on his knees until they hit the tiles. Being the cocky tease he was, Jungkook completely avoided going near Jimin's dick. Instead he started leaving bruises on Jimin's inner thighs and groping his ass. Jimin didn't think he could take it anymore, Jungkook's wet mouth not being anywhere near his aching dick. The older grabbed a fistful of Jungkook's hair, pulling him off from his thighs and leading him right in front of his leaking member. 

"Someone's eager." Jungkook mused.

Jimin groaned in annoyance. "Kookie, please."

"Please what?"

"Jeon Jungkook would you just suck my dick already?"

"You didn't say please."

"Jungkook I swear- ooOOH." Jimin's words were cut off by Jungkook sucking his tip lightly, giving his slit kitten licks. Jimin was panting hard, he was trying to catch his breath before he literally came all over his best friend's face. But it was so hard when Jungkook's skilled mouth was moving up and down his cock, expertly swirling his tongue around his tip. Jimin's moans got louder and with his rising voice Jungkook found something else rising.

Jungkook started pumping himself, moaning around Jimin's dick sending amazing vibrations around his cock. Jimin felt himself getting close, so he pulled Jungkook's head back. Jungkook let off his dick with a pornographic pop sound. He looked absolutely wrecked, his hair sticking in all direction, glassy eyes and blown pupils, not to mention his hand pumping his dick, Jimin almost came at the sight. Jungkook kept eye contact, biting his lips in such a sinful way Jimin thought about how many church services he would have to attend to cleanse himself.

"Jungkookie, can I- uh.."

"What do you want, baby?" The way Jungkook's voice sounded, raspy and fucked out, plus the nickname pushed away all the doubt Jimin had.

"Can I fuck your mouth?"

Jungkook's hand momentarily stopped. He looked deep in thought, making Jimin regret ever asking. Suddenly Jungkook's hands were on Jimin's hips for support, opening his mouth widely Jimin slowly thrusted into Jungkook's mouth, scared to hurt his best friend. But soon the tight heat was becoming too much and his pace picked up. Jungkook was focusing his hardest on not choking while Jimin was focusing his best on not coming down the boy's throat then and there.

"Jungkookie, f-fuck- I'm- I'm so close." 

Jungkook didn't make any effort to move and instead mentally readied himself for Jimin's load to go down his throat. After a few more sloppy thrust Jimin's cock was shooting cum down Jungkook's throat. Nothing could have really readied him for Jimin's cum and Jungkook found it so hot tasting Jimin in his mouth he came with a few quick strokes of his hand, painting his abdomen and some of Jimin's thighs with his cum.

Both boys were panting crazily, the after-waves of their orgasms making them oblivious to the mess. Jimin finally caught his breath and almost came again at the sight of Jungkook's hot cum splattered on his thighs. The older helped Jungkook up to his feet and dragged him under the now cool shower spray to wash off. 

Neither boy could think of a better way to fight off the intense Busan summer heat.