Thread: Break the Cycle: REJECT STYLE [BAB+Soubi]

Can I please fuck you? It was the begging sentence almost on the tip of Kibum' tongue to ask, but he was still nursing the shame of his advanced bodily reaction to Jinki's touch. A very practiced touch indeed. For a moment Kibum felt a stab of jealousy, the thought that Jinki might not be like him, being inexperienced and new to all of this prickled at the edge of his awareness. I want to keep touching you for a bit now, okay? Kibum blinked dumbly at Jinki. Touch him more? Absolutely. Only his jealous worry stilled his tongue and for a moment all he could do was stare at the other man unable to speak. Everything was just happening so fast, and while this was a definite upgrade from the monotony his life at the hospitalKibum struggled with the rush of sensations, sights, and yea gods Jinki's incredible scent which was frankly damn near a narcotic in it's potency. Was this what sex was? This crazy roller coaster in the belly feeling he had? Timidly, Kibum turned back so he was able to semi-face the other male without completely exposing his shamefully leaky cock. The leaking was a new feature as well, and Kibum had to fight urge to cover himself with Jinki's long tossed away towel. Instead Kibum use his brief respite to study his partners face for truthfulness. Jinki smelled like he wanted him, and if the light sheen of sweat damping him was anything to go by he appeared physically excited as wellhell he even tasted turned on. As long as he lived Kibum knew he would never forget the maple honey, and sweet cream taste of Jinki on his tongue. Jinki, who now watched him with friendly open eyes and for a moment Kibum swam in those sweet dark chocolate circles of eagerness, oh yes Jinki seemed very much wanting to do this some more. Kibum could only hope his own far more alien eyes didn't give away how much he was liking this, liking Jinki. He didn't want to scare the other man away. . . yet. Kibum's gaze flicked down even as Jinki pressed in closer to him. He had only meant to see if maybe he could will his body into cooperation for more of Jinki's excellent sensual skills, but the sight that met his eyes instead did far more to stroke his desire than anything he himself might have. Jinki had the most singularly impressively showy cock, Kibum had ever seen. If Kibum had grown up in a proper porn idol lab with Jinki, he would likely have been jealous. As it was though he had grown up in a mental hospital, where showing ones penis usually got one some time outs in solitary with only a straight jacket as companion. So while Kibum had seen penises, he had never seen a peacock ginormous work of bodily art like Jinki sported between his legs up close and personal like. Is that all the rest of Kibum penis query was lost in a gasp as Jinki's fingers found a particularly sensitive nub on his chest. So that's what those two nubs were for. The nun assigned to teach him health studies as a teen, had said his were useless since he had been born male, and that nipples were really the goddess's gift to mothers for nursing their daughters. At the time Kibum had accepted her explanation, knowing better than to ask if mothers ever nursed their sons. Early on Kibum had learned that he had no mother, that men were objects, creatures born in labs and meant for work that females found suitable for them. As a male child you could only sorely hope you got the luck of the draw to be born beautiful enough for porn work. However, Kibum wondered now if the nun had been completely honest about nipples, cause the light brushing of Jinki's soft finger tips, made his tingle in ways that had nothing to do with feeding infant daughters. Even better, his nipple tightened up into a rosy little pebble and began to ache, making Kibum for some odd reason desperately wish Jinki would put that lovely soft wet mouth of his on it. He did kiss his lips again howeverwhich was fine by Kibum. Kibum gladly accepted the caress of those tender lips and let his finger twine themselves in the fine downy thickness of Jinki's brown and gold locks. Then his hand was everywhere all at once turning Kibum's insides into Jello. Even better was when ever Kibum could remember to glance down, it was to see Jinki stroking his own cock fiercelya sight that up until then Kibum would have called the single most erotic thing he had ever seen. The wonderful mouth moved to his ear, and Kibum again tried to formulate a sufficiently sexy come on that might convince Jinki to let him sex him. Jinki apparently was fully aroused, and Kibum liked what it was doing to his delectable scent, so he might have been a little more vocal than necessary while the others hands wandered across his trembling skin. Tweaks of his nipples earned the other man yelps of pleasure, while soothing strokes made for long throaty moans. He was so distracted that he didn't notice Jinki's steady descent down his belly and across his pelvic bone. Those wondrous fingers traced tingly circles on his overly sensitive and newly bare of hair thighs. Kibum could only sigh in surrender when it seemed Jinki's mouth was gonna follow the delicate path his hand had taken, lips brushing his neck and then reaching lower to stroke and suck bit of tender collarbone flesh. Kibum was losing himself once more, unabashedly so to Jinki, when those lovely fingers slid across the most shocking of places. He yelped in a way that had nothing to do with pleasure. Kibum had wiped his own backside enough in life to be well aware of the basic anatomy of the area. He had even rubbed a curious finger over the tightly closed and slightly winkled pucker. But that had been totally different, then he had just been curious and the area in question had been safely buried amongst a short fine pelt of hair. Those fingers that had made their way between the swells of his butt now brought him crashing back to the present, as they were his fingers and that area had been stripped clean of all hair as the rest of his body had been. His breath caught and the shock held it there as it became very clear to him then why those psychotic Spa women had been so intent to removed every single body hair Kibum had once possessed. Wait? Did this mean Jinki thought he was suppose to be the one to get sexed? Again Kibum took a quick look between his invaders legs, but Jinki was as bare as he was down there, at least all his front was. Kibum pulled back and bit his lower lip thoughtfully, it was clear he couldn't just ask Jinki who would be putting what body parts where. If the hole fondling thing was just a greeting of some sort Kibum didn't want to put the idea of his butt getting the sex into Jinki's innocent head, and if Jinki was already thinking that was what was going to happen, well then Kibum would just have to show him different. Which meant getting his dick back in bottom fucking order and getting it there quickly. Jinki was the butt that was going to get the sexing, and that was all there was to this. Jinki's words became secondary in the face of what those lightly pressing fingers singled. Blinking, Kibum tried to recall what had been said. Bond? What the hell did it mean to bond? Is. . . is. . . that like sex? Like have sex with me? Jinki wanted sex with him! Kibum tramped down the urge to cartwheel in joy. Seeing Jinki want him was fine but hearing the words kinda made things official. The fingers were forgotten, and he just nodded hoping that sex was the kinda sex he was hoping for. Jinki pulled back from him then, and held a hand to him while he climb to feet that had went to jelly almost sending him back to the floor. Before Kibum could try and recover his footing he felt nothing but the soft swoosh of air. Dizzy, he looking around wondering why he wasn't flat on his ass to find himself surrounded by Jinki. Cheeks growing warm Kibum realized that Jinki had not only picked him up, but was carrying him princess style down the hall. Um. . . Kibum started hesitantly, right before having to throw his arms around Jinki's neck support as the man almost slipped on his own towel. When was sure Jinki wasn't about to carry him to his death he started again, Right. Um. . . now where are we going?