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“Seriously Hoseok? You’ve never had your dick sucked?” Yoongi scoffed at the younger.
“Do we have to talk about this now Yoongi? I’m trying to eat.” Hoseok said referring to the fact they were eating lunch at school right now.
Yoongi was the cool guy, the good looking one of the school. He’s the one all the girls swoon over even though they’d be too nervous to start a conversation. The one that nobody wants to mess with. The one that arrives to school often with a black eye or some form of injury. The one that people are sometimes even scared to approach.
Not Hoseok though.
Yoongi didn’t particularly like Hoseok. But if it was the only sort of interaction/engagement of the day then he had no choice. Besides, Hoseok didn’t really leave him alone anyway.
“Hyung,” Hoseok said knocking Yoongi out his thoughts. “What’s it like receiving head?”
“No words can explain it Hoseok, you’d have to have actually received head to know what’s it truly like.” Yoongi shrugged. And him, obviously having had lots of experience (unlike Hoseok) knew exactly what he was talking about.
“Fuck man.” Hoseok slapped his knee. “Nobody will want to suck my dick. I guess I’ll never know.” He sighed.
Yoongi stirred his straw around the rim of the paper cup which contained his drink. “I’d suck your dick.” He slurped through his straw.
“Huh? Yoongi I can’t hear you you’re slurping too loud.” Hoseok moved a little closer waiting for Yoongi to repeat his words.
“You heard me.” He put his drink down. “If you really wanted to know what getting your dick sucked feels like, then I’ll be a nice person and suck your dick.”
Hoseok froze and stared at Yoongi.
“But, you’re a guy?” Hoseok raised an eyebrow. “I thought you said you like receiving head not giving it?”
“I like both Hoseok.” He smirked. “Is that a problem?”
“Woah, hold up a second.” Hoseok sat back in his chair. “You’re telling me you’ve sucked dick before?”
“Many times Hoseok. Now are you gonna let me suck yours or what?” He said boldly.
“Yoongi, I’m not gay. That’s just weird.” Hoseok told him.
“And? If I’m the only person you know that is gonna suck your dick willingly when why not right?” He stated.
Hoseok looked around him with a worried look on his face. Hoping nobody was listening or staring.
He really did to get his dick sucked. But by a dude? Are you fucking kidding? It was his only option though if he wanted to get this over and done with. He can’t just go up to a girl and say ‘hey wanna suck?’ that’s a big no.
Hoseok leant in closer to Yoongi to reduce the risk of other people hearing. “You promise you won’t tell anyone? Because I swear if this gets out I’ll never fucking forgive you.”
“Relax Hoseok. Who have I got to tell? You’re the only person who talks to me. Just meet me in the last bathroom stall when next period starts. We’ll have less risk of being spotted since everyone is in class.” He said getting up of his chair leaving Hoseok in his own thoughts.
Holy shit this was really happening.
When the bell rang signalling ‘get the fuck to class’ Hoseok made his way to the bathroom as Yoongi has told him.
And sure enough there he was leaning on the door frame of the last cubicle. Hoseok walked over to him and went inside the stall. He sat down on the closed toliet lid as Yoongi shut the door behind him after he’d stepped inside. The stalls here were pretty spacious so it wasn’t too crammed with the two of them being in at the same time.
“Hoseok man, relax bro. You look like you’re bouta throw up.” Yoongi said to him.
“I’m just nervous Hyung.” Hoseok said.
“There’s nothing to worry about bro, it’s only my mouth around your dick. No big deal.” Yoongi said kneeling down and getting comfortable before reaching out for Hoseok’s zipper.
“Wait.” Hoseok grabbed Yoongis hand before he could go any further. “What if I don’t like it?”
“Well first of all, I know you’re gonna like it and second, if you really wanted me to stop so badly then tell me okay? I’m not gonna carry on if you’re not feelin’ it.” He reassured Hoseok.
Hoseok nodded and let Yoongi continue. Yoongi held the zip between his fingers and pulled it down then undid the button. Hoseok lifted his hips up slightly so Yoongi could pull them over his ass and just below his balls.
Hoseok was only slightly hard by this point. Yoongi was being so delicate and it turned him on.
Yoongi slid his finger under the hem of Hoseok’s boxers and pulled it until his dick sprung out. He rested his boxers underneath his balls and took Hoseok’s dick in his hand.
He began to jerk him off slowly. He swore he could hear the sound of Hoseok’s heart beat bouncing off the walls. He was getting harder by the second.
He was about to speak until Yoongi licked the tip which resulted with whatever Hoseok was about to say come out as a whimper instead.
Yoongi swirled his tongue around the top and wiggling it in the slit. He hollowed his throat before taking all of Hoseok’s dick in his mouth. As he moved his head back up he placed his tongue on the base of his cock and slowly licked upwards.
Pleasured whimpers left Hoseok’s lips as he let his head fall back. He was already weak.
Yoongi let go of Hoseok’s dick with his mouth and began to lick up and down the sides and massaging his balls in the process.
He took it all in again this time thrusting his head at a faster pace making sure to keep his teeth out the way of Hoseok’s flesh. Hoseok’s hand locked into the back of Yoongi’s hair as he sucked.
Heck, he was close already.
“Y-Yoongi.” He stuttered. “I-I’m close.”
Yoongi sucked faster and deeper with Hoseok’s dick twitching in his mouth.
He slowed and took his mouth off then continued to rub Hoseok’s dick with his hand instead and held his tongue on the tip waiting for his mouth to be filled.
Hoseok moaned as he came into Yoongis mouth. He looked down at Yoongi. His tongue still out and with puppy dog eyes.
Yoongi closed his mouth and swallowed the liquid.
Yoongi stood up and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. “Now you know what it feels like.” He laughed before unlocking the stall and leaving an out of breath Hoseok with his dick still out.
Yoongi was walking down the hall now going to the lesson he was supposed to be in until the headmaster caught eyes with him.
“Yoongi get to class you’re la-“ he stopped. “What’s that on your shirt?” He said curious.
Yoongi looked down to see what he was talking about.
Fuck.
That’s Hoseok’s spunk.
“It’s yogurt.”
It did look a bit like yoghurt to be fair.
“Yoghurt? Did you miss lunch?” The headmaster asked.
“Yeah, that’s why I ate my lunch now.”
Hoseok came out the bathroom looking rather worn out.
“Hoseok.” The headmaster spoke. “Were you eating yogurt too? In the- in the bathroom like Yoongi was.”
“Huh? Is that some sort of slang I’m not catching up on?” Hoseok laughed.
“Hoseok, we were getting yogurt. Weren’t we?” Yoongi tried to get Hoseok to play along so they wouldn’t risk it.
“Ohhh, yeah eating yogurt.” Hoseok winked very obviously.
He wasn’t good at this.
“I’m not quite too sure that was yogurt anymore.” The headmaster said stepping back.
Well shit.
Yoongi glaced at Hoseok and grabbed his hand and from the opposite direction of the headmaster.
He headed for the exit and went through it.
He dragged Hoseok by his arm to leave out the front gates.
The two of them stopped running and had a breather. The fact they were both unfit didn’t help.
“My uhh- my spunks still on your shirt bro.” Hoseok said in between breaths.
“I know I was saving it for later.” Yoongi joked.
“Gross.”