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

Kibum was sorta aware in the back of his mind, that having grown up in the hospital may have made him unprepared for the rush of new pleasure he felt now in Jinki's arms. He was probably less gentle than he should have been when he yanked Jinki's towel awaybut his instincts urged him forward until he too was nude and all but attacking the poor other male in his haste to get to. . . To. . .what? That was just it. Kibum didn't exactly know the details of how to go about sex. He mentally kicked himself for not having at least peeked at the Doc's books and video, he knew the technicalities just not the actual direction to get from this man's wonder mouth and hands on to the sexing up his ass part. Should he ask permission? Maybe just tell the other male to turn around and pass his butt to him? Maybe he was just suppose to flip the other over? Asking the other male his name gave Kibum a chance to try and collect his scattered thoughts and control the raging hormones that were threatening to reveal his carefully hidden secret. Kibum watched and waited, needing a name to go with all the moist delicious smelling scent, and impressive silken skin. Jin . . . .Jinki Jin. . . ki. . . Kibum tested the foreign unusual name out experimentally to see if he liked it on his tongue. Not that knowing Jinki's name however hadn't stopped his body's rubbing and obnoxiously willing grinding on the other. Jinki, Kibum silently mouth the syllables, and stared at the other male rather hungrily. He wanted to memorize and connect that name to everything Jinki. He wrapped this man's name around his mind the way he wanted rather desperately to wrap his own body around Jinki's. Those soft brown eyes, the generous sweet mouth and last but definitely not least the amazing warm delicious scent clinging to skin that begged for Kibum's touch. Yes Jinki was perfect, hell he was more than perfect---he was like no other being in the world. He was someone Kibum desired. And that made him special. Kibum introduced himself in what he hoped was his best formal etiquette tones. He waited a beat , almost but not quite holding his breath while he waited for Jinki to repeat his name. The actual sound of it though made his insides turn in wiggly gelatin. It was a strange, yet not completely unpleasant sensation. Jinki had such a deep voice, and his citified accent did the most amazing things to the syllables of Kibum. Satisfied they had the preliminaries for proper introduction out of the way, Kibum turned his attention to getting a good look at Jinki's naked flash. It was a lovely pale gold shade, and he glistened not just from water but from good health too. His thighs and cock in particular fascinated Kibum. Both were generously endowed. Actually, he had a bit of a hard time looking away from Jinki's cock. He knew enough about anatomy to tell Jinki's body seemed to like his too. Carefully, he let their sensitive shafts brush against each other. It was like have lightening zing up every single nerve ending. Lightening that felt so good. . . so very very good. Intrigued, Kibum's eyes jerked back to Jinki, while he tried to work out how he should go about sexing up the other. Was there a protocol to this? Did he just ask Jinki to spread open his legs? Maybe spread those wonderful thighs himself. Frankly, Kibum kinda liked the inherent wickedness of opening Jinki's legs on his own. Were they going do this on the floor? Not that Kibum minded the floor part. There was something urgent, almost primal and hot about thinking of Jinki being sexed by him right here in the hallway without a second thought. Kibum was actually about to suggest Jinki open his legs and perhaps lift up his hips or something, when man started to behave strangely. First he covered his eyes, and Kibum was about to ask if something might perhaps be wrong with his own body. He knew he was quite pale, but that was from living in the hospital. Maybe he should tell Jinki this? But the other smacked his head on the floor and it left Kibum both speechless and mystified. He had never seen anyone sane purposely injure themselves, and worried he pulled back from the other man. Was it too much too soon? He had assumed Jinki had done this sex stuff before, but now he wasn't so sure. Kibum backed off, but only a little, as a quick check of Jinki's lower half confirmed that he was still indeed interested in some kind of physical exchange between them. Excuse me. Kibum had no time to react as Jinki moved nearly as fast as he himself had earlier, smiling sweetly at him before aggressively the other crushed their lips together. Gasping Kibum found his nose filling with Jinki's heady incredibly intoxicating scent. Then there was just the sensation of them rolling and Kibum's shoulder blades connecting hard with the hallway floor. Kibum felt his desire wane a bit right before the natural urge to fight rosebut he never got the chance to act off the reflex. Jinki's silk lips were already parting his own, leaving Kibum no option but to moan softly as his mouth was suddenly filled with the sweet taste and scent of the other. His body tingled once more and he could feel desire return in a rush, even as he opened himself up to the warm mouth caressing him. Kibum cocked his head ever so slightly, enjoying this new sensation of Jinki's warm damp skin covering his own. He trembled with pleasure against some very talented oral abilities. In mere seconds his cock was fully erect once more as if it was saluting Jinki's initiative to switch their position, and his kissing talents. It appeared Jinki had felt the insistent press of his arousal too, cause in the next moment, Kibum jerked in shock, feeling cool fingers wrapping around and pressing against his erection. The fingers were gentle and almost hesitant, their fondling causing just enough friction to make Kibum feel weak and gaspy. He had to work hard then to control the urge to change. His body simply wanted to give in unhindered to Jinki's masterful mouth and hands. Kibum had very little experience with anything even close to what he was feeling right in that moment. Other than a few curious exploration on him own, or the yearly physical by one of the nuns which often ended in screaming nuns and the Doc giving him time-out, his cock had never been touched in this manner. It was difficult to maintain his human features, when his body wanted. . . Wanted. . . He wasn't exactly sure what it was exactly he craved, but he bucked his hips upward into Jinki's hand desperately seeking more contact. What ever it was he knew instinctively only Jinki could give it to him. Jinki's mouth moved to his neck and then back again, causing everywhere those lips touched to catch mini fires. He sucked in a hard breath, when the busy hand found the sensitized head of his length, those gentle finger cause him to leak wetly with need. Kibum melted then, losing the battle with body for any kind of sexual control. He cried out, his need lost inside the hot mouth tasting him. The hand on him seemed to know better than he did what he wanted, no, needed to happen. Jinki's hand moved in firmer, almost rhythmic strokes, that sent Kibum's burning eyes rolling back into his head. Kibum couldn't stop to his shame the way his back arched, almost folding him in two backward, while ripping another pleased moan from his throat. He clung to Jinki's hips in a desperate attempt to stop the warm melting fluttery feeling in his belly from spreading, and yet at the same time draw this body of wonder closer to him. Please. . . don't . . . stop! The words were more pants and gasps than actual vocalization. Jinki's hand hand and mouth felt so amazing on him, Kibum never wanted the feeling to stop. Again he cried out thrusting his hips in desperation, and wondering if this was the heaven the nuns had spoken about to him about. After what seemed like hours of torturous bliss, the shock of his very first orgasm stole Kibum's breath away. It was like his body exploded inside out from pleasure that all tried to rush out of his dick all at once. The ecstasy bordered on anguish it was so sharp. Kibum was only vaguely aware of the several jerky spurts of his heat that drenched Jinki's softly squeezing hand and splashed back against his own abdominal muscles. It was several moments before Kibum regained his sense enough to realize what he had just done. No! It had been too soon! That wasn't right! He was suppose to sex Jinki first. He may not have known much but he knew that he had just allowed him self to get off to what was basically making out and a hand job. Blushing with shame, and anger at himself-- he scrambled to a sitting position scooting backward, until his back pressed against the wall. Thoughts crowded his head as he tried to figure out what had gone wrong. He was born a porn idol, he thought at the very least that meant he should have some kind of built in endurance. Kibum turned his hips slightly trying to hide the evidence of his lack luster performance. I. . . I'm. . . sorry. . .I didn't mean to Kibum paused and dropped his head, unable to meet Jinki's eyes. He didn't know much about sex but he was fairly sure, that what had just happened may have missed the intended deed, just slightly.