Junhongs (1/1)
The first time it happened was nowhere near an accident or a drunk mishap. Daehyun wanted to settle a fight with Youngjae and forced Junhong to room with Jongup; which wasn’t how it was, usually. Junhong was too exhausted to mind. They were done with promotions in Osaka and today was their final day. Their flights tomorrow morning and the only thing on Junhongs’ mind was a long, hot bath and peaceful sleep.Their hotel was a rather homely one, with a backyard separated by bamboo walls between rooms, and small private onsens, steaming off quietly. Junhong wanted to get in that hot water since he had set foot in the room but makeup takes time and Daehyuns’ horrible at choosing himself an outfit; which means Junhong has to do it for him. This results in a rush and less time for breakfast and completely nullifies the capability of a hot onsen bath in the morning.Junhongs’ partly glad when Daehyun is not here anymore.Jongup is quiet and he minds his own business and Junhong strips out himself in front of the door to the backyard and is fucking glad that Daehyuns’ not here to pull his cheeks and non-existent abs and make fun of his gigantic, yet shapeless body.He dips down in the hot water and lied his head back down in to the rocks, rolling a towel and using it as a pillow. The water is hot and the bubbles pop sometimes and Junhong feels relaxed. His legs and their aches from dancing for over forty minutes on stage just melt away and soon enough, his eyes count three airplanes and he falls asleep. Truthfully, Junhong had never awoke with a boner between his legs. Not once in his life-time of sixteen years. It wasn’t odd because Junhong was healthy and he did what he had to in intervals regular enough to keep him functioning.So waking up to one;
was weird.Mostly what he felt was a painfully bothering sense of unsettlement.
Like a massive collection of hormones at the pit of his stomach and uneven breathing and curling toes. He was already panting, still covered in hot water. Eyes opened in a daze and by the time he had registered that it wasn’t just a boner, he was too far gone.
Jongups’ wet plastered hair was all that Junhong saw beyond his stomach and his rock solid penis was engulfed into walls warmer than the water of the onsen. Junhong could feel Jongups tongue rolling underneath and Junhong could only gulp down hard. Because it was happening anyway. Jongup looked up, and they met eyes. Junhong was nowhere near analytical. Those eyes were thin and they weren’t speaking; but Junhongs’ own dick was deep inside Jongups plush lips and he found his head rolling back.
Because Jongup wouldn’t stop s