[M] You Dont Have to Worry ( (1/1)

After having a proper confession to each other, they both sat in the living room. The tv was on, but they were not really paying attention to it. Instead, they were cuddling while getting to know each other.They were talking about what happened that morning when Myungsoo tried to kiss Sungjong again, It was just a gentle kiss which Sungjong returned with the same loving manner. The kiss deepened. Both didn't know when or who started it, but they didn't care. All they could think of was how their bodies respond, how their hearts beat so fast.Then came in the need to breath, stopping the heated kiss. They stared at each other shortly before letting their lips meet again. The kiss only lasted for a minute though, since Myungsoo needed a taste of Sungjong’s soft, milky white skin.Starting from his neck, Myungsoo gently suck on the skin there. After a moment, his right hand slowly moved Sungjong’s sleeve, revealing his left shoulder, which he traced with his mouth and tongue. Sungjong’s breathing began to be heavy as Myungsoo gently slip one pf his hands under the other’s shirt, caressing his stomach while his other hand gently guided Sungjong to get on his lap.As Myungsoo let his hand wander up the other’s torso, onto one of his nipples, his kisses went up to the younger’s jaw, tracing his jawline with his tongue. Everything felt good and sensual until Sungjong abruptly opened his eyes wide, harshly pushing the older away, trying to get off of Myungsoo and out of his embrace.Myungsoo was shocked. He was confused.“Hey. What’s wrong? Did I do something?” He asked.“I-I’m sorry,” Sungjong replied. He started sobbing as he continued, eyes casted down on the couch. “It’s just that...  I remembered the other men who tried to... t-to...” his sobs now became a loud cry.Myungsoo understood. He won’t force the younger. They just met and just got into a relationship. He understood why the younger reacted that way.He went over to him slowly, as if getting permission from the other if he could hold him. “Come here,” he said.Sungjong came over his open arms, weakly wrapping his limbs to Myungsoo.“Sshhh... It’s okay. We don’t have to go further. I’ll wait until you’re ready,” he said as he hushed Sungjong, lovingly playing with his soft hair.Sungjong just continued to cry on Myungsoo’s chest, silently thanking him for being patient. He shifted himself against Myungsoo to get more comfortable when his elbow brushed against Myungsoo’s hardness, making Myungsoo hiss quite audibly.He looked up at him with questioning eyes. “Myungsoo, you’re... you’re...”“Sorry,” Myungsoo apologized, blushing slightly. “It’s hard not to have it when we were... you know... making out. I thought it will calm down on its own, but...yeah.” he explained.Sungjong couldn’t say anything. He didn’t know how to react. His mouth was just left open.“Excuse me for a while. Let me take care of it,” he didn’t wait for Sungjong’s reply as he headed to the bathroom, detangling himself from the younger whose mouth was still hanging open.It had been around 10 minutes since Myungsoo left for the bathroom. It was also the time when Sungjong realized what had just happened. He began to panic. He thought really hard about what to do.Myungsoo's a great person. He was kind to me. He even excused himself. He respected me and was willing to wait. It wouldn't be different if I start to get out of my comfort zone, right? Ugh. Lee Sungjong. Think hard. Think about you. Think about him.After deciding for about five minutes, he decided to help Myungsoo. Maybe it will benefit him, too. He just don't know in what way will it benefit him.He went to the bathroom to knock, but he was shocked to see the door unlocked. When he opened it, he froze in his place, unable to move.There he saw, with wide eyes, Myungsoo jerking himself off. He was seated on the lid of the toilet bowl, head slightly thrown backwards, eyes tightly closed.Sungjong gulped. He was shocked, that's right. But he couldn't help the way his body shuddered just from the sight. Myungsoo was just so sexy.Myungsoo was too immersed in finishing himself that he didn't feel Sungjong's presence.Sungjong, on the other hand, was still double-minded. He breathed in and out for a few times, telling himself it's alright.Slowly and very quietly, he approached the sexy man. Sungjong kneeled as he settled himself between Myungsoo's parted thighs, directly facing his shaft. He slowly reached for it, wrapping his hand around Myungsoo's.Myungsoo was shocked, stopping his motions."Sungjong? What are-""Let me help you. You saved me. This is the least thing I can do," he cut Myungsoo's statement. All these said without looking at the older."You don't have to. I told you it's fine. I can do it myself.""I want to. At least this will help me get comfortable with... things," he insisted, blushing."Okay, okay. But don't force yourself, okay? Stop whenever you want," Myungsoo said, sighing."This will be my first time. Be patient with me," Sungjong said, afraid that he'll hurt the other."It's first time for me, too," Myungsoo smiled.Sungjong was shocked, but he didn't show it. Instead, he tried to start where Myungsoo left off, moving their hands up and down the older's now just half-hard shaft. He tried doing what people do in porn movies. (Well, Sungjong has watched two or three porn videos before. He has his needs also kekeke) He put Myungsoo's length in his mouth clumsily, teeth slightly scratching the other's head.Myungsoo groaned, pain evident in voice. But he didn't complain. He knew better. Even so, Sungjong released him, looking at him worriedly. He didn't know what to do."Hey. It's fine. Continue. Just don't use your teeth this time," Myungsoo said in between heavy breaths. He smiled reassuringly, encouraging the younger.Sungjong hesitantly started the act again. He repeated Myungsoo's instructions in his mind, thinking of how he'd do it without having his teeth touch Myungsoo's shaft. And then there came the idea. Smiling a little with his thoughts, he then stretched his lips over his teeth. He silently hoped that it would bring a little pressure on Myungsoo's dick without hurting him with his teeth. After a while, he slathered his saliva on Myungsoo's whole length, then went back to the head. He lightly sucked on the head, earning a pleasurable moan from the other. Having encouraged by the sound, he lapped at the head, this time with more eagerness, as he started giving him hand job."Ooohh.. Sungjong..." Myungsoo moaned, breaths becoming heavier.Hearing this, Sungjong got the hint that he's close.I always have powerful orgasms when I delay it for a little while. He chuckled at his thoughts, unaware of the vibrations it gave to the dick in his mouth. From this, Myungsoo moaned a little louder."I'm almost there, Sungjong," he said.And then Sungjong stopped. He stopped sucking. He stopped his hands. Myungsoo groaned, eyeing him. Sure, Myungsoo told him to stop whenever he wants but damn he was so close to cumming."What-why? I'm close," he complained, confused, to which Sungjong just smiled sweetly. He was enjoying Myungsoo's reaction. But of course, he's a man, too. He knows the feeling and so he started to move his hands again in a fast pace. No warnings."DAMN, SUNGJONG!" Myungsoo cursed, shocked at the sudden pleasure. Sungjong just smiled again as a response before sucking him off one more time.Myungsoo's moans became louder, his body reacted to Sungjong's work excitedly. Sungjong, being a tease, denied him of his orgasm for two more times, causing Myungsoo to curse him louder, too. As loud as his moans.The last time, Sungjong sucked him quite hard. With that, Myungsoo came in his mouth without warning.Myungsoo didn't know as well. He didn't expect to cum with that one suck."Ah, shit! I'm sorry. I didn't know I was coming. God, that was great," Myungsoo said, panting, playing with Sungjong's hair.Sungjong spit his cum before replying, "It's okay. But don't get mad at me for not swallowing that." He pouted. "I knew that you'll have a great orgasm though." He added, still pouting."Wow. Where did that confidence came from?" Myungsoo laughed, unable to resist the younger's pouting lips, he kissed him, bringing both of them to their feet and pulling his body close to his."Oh. Do you need help, too?" Myungsoo asked, amused at the other's hardness.Sungjong didn't respond, so Myungsoo slowly palmed his bulge. Sungjong flinched at his touch, backing off and running out of the bathroom, making Myungsoo worried.Myungsoo then cleaned himself up quickly and ran out to follow Sungjong. He saw him on the couch, hugging himself. He looked scared."Are you alright?" He asked, touching his shoulder.Sungjong flinched again, but he tried to keep in place. He looked at Myungsoo with teary eyes and responded, "It will die down on his own." The sentence almost sounding as a whisper.Myungsoo hugged him."It's okay. I told you, I'll wait," he kissed the top of Sungjong's head.He cradled Sungjong until he fell asleep, crying in his arms."I'll wait until your ready to be touched. We don't need to do things. Just like this is enough," he whispered in Sungjong's hair and kissed his forehead."I just hope you get over your sexual mood swings easily. You're confusing me," he chuckled before letting sleep take over him, too.Waaaahh! I'm so sorryyyyy. I know this smut sucks. And this is not really smut, I think? Hahaha okayy I need more practice. Wait for me! I'll write a really good smut for you, guys (^^)v I just didn't know what to do about Sungjong. (¯―¯٥) I think it'll be weird if they fuck, but Sungjong is afraid. That won't do good, right? Right??? Hahaha okay. This is getting long now. I'm gonna write again, but it's thesis now. Uwaahh I don't want to study yet ٩(๑`^´๑)۶ anyway, enjoy!! Thanks for reading this bad smut (^。^)