Taking the hint, Jin quickly undid the belt, before tugging open his jeans, “There.” He said with exasperation in his voice. “I didn’t know you had such a problem with-oh shit!” he cried out, arching up against Tomohisa’s hand as the younger slid his hand into his jeans; fingers closing around his erection.
“What was that?” Tomohisa asked cheekily, grinning at the older. “Were you making fun of me?” he asked, slowly stroking Jin.
“F-fuck you.” He said, his voice slightly high pitched as Tomohisa twisted his wrist with each upward stroke.
A laugh tore from Tomohisa’s lips that tapered off into a moan and Jin fought open his jeans and slid his hand inside; stroking him at the same pace.
Jin came first; Jin always came first. He was the one who got most excited by the thrill, anyway. He arched against Tomohisa, sucking in a breath through his parted lips. A cry of his name left Jin’s lips, before he tensed completely and fell back into the mud, his orgasm taking all of his strength from him.
The way Jin’s grip tightened almost painfully around him; made Tomohisa come. He was quieter, gasping loudly against Jin’s hair, before slumping against him, sated.
After a few moments, Tomohisa sat up, “You still owe me a new truck.”
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Long Way Down 4 -END
Date: 2010-04-10 09:57 am (UTC)“What was that?” Tomohisa asked cheekily, grinning at the older. “Were you making fun of me?” he asked, slowly stroking Jin.
“F-fuck you.” He said, his voice slightly high pitched as Tomohisa twisted his wrist with each upward stroke.
A laugh tore from Tomohisa’s lips that tapered off into a moan and Jin fought open his jeans and slid his hand inside; stroking him at the same pace.
Jin came first; Jin always came first. He was the one who got most excited by the thrill, anyway. He arched against Tomohisa, sucking in a breath through his parted lips. A cry of his name left Jin’s lips, before he tensed completely and fell back into the mud, his orgasm taking all of his strength from him.
The way Jin’s grip tightened almost painfully around him; made Tomohisa come. He was quieter, gasping loudly against Jin’s hair, before slumping against him, sated.
After a few moments, Tomohisa sat up, “You still owe me a new truck.”