2. aftermath

kook felt sore. he tried to muffle his agony with his hand, while he sat on the toilet. thanks to the amount of lube and joons juice, the shit came out smoothly. relieved, kook walked into the shower. he needed to clean himself. it was on one side disgusting, all the fluids on and in his body, on the other side..... it was joons. reality hit him, after he woke up and saw joon sleeping next to him, snuggled up to him. alone feeling joons heat made him feel so much better.

"u are up early" kook almost slipped on the wet tiles. joon held him up. "did i scare u?" "no... u surprised me" "where was your head?" kook blushed. joon gave a laugh out. "was i that good, huh?" kook didnt gave a sound out. "come, let me wash u" joons hands were all over his body, before kook say a thing. "u didnt use a condom" "sorry for that. i will next time" "it came so much out...wait... next time?" "u dont wanna?" kook turned to him. "i... i want that... i just thought...." "silly boy" joon looked amused. "could u take a dump?" "wow... how romantic... but yeah" "no pain or blood?" kook shook his head. "than all is good" "yeah.... it was good... amazing...." joon smiled at him, grabbed his head and pulled it back. his lips graced kooks, until he pressed them down. in no time their tongues played a senual tango.

after breakfast in new sheets, they layed snuggled to each other. "does tae know? that u are gay?" "he knows that i like guys" "but u never told him about your crush on me?" "nope.... how u know, by the way?!" "i heard u once in your sleep" "huh?" "u had a wet dream and sayed my name" "oh shit... thats embarrassing" joon laughed. "i found it amusing and i felt honored, but.... " "nothing more" "right" "what changed?" "u became mature" "u avoided me all the time" "i did. it was for the best. u were too young, shit u still are too young" "no i am not. i am almost 18" "still" "u regret it?" kook looked shocked at him. "no. not a second. u really think i would just sit there in my underwear, when u are around, no tae as a buffer?!" kook grinned. "i was stunned when i saw u there.... i think i almost came only by the sight" joon chuckled. "we should keep this a secret. so no tell to tae" "of course. he would kill me" "he would..... how is my son, by the way?" "how?" "with his friends, with u?" "he is great. we have a lot of fun.... he is only a total dick with the girls" "so he likes girls..." "as far as i know... i mean, its tae. he is flirting with everything. men, women. i think he likes both, but he only dates girls and he is an asshole to them. only one fuck and he dumps her" "oh... he doesnt have that from me, thats for sure" "why u dont have any partner?" joon sighed. "most women want to marry asap and the men.... i dont know. it gets harder when u are in my age to date. most of them had their fair share of heartbrake and shit. are damaged." "oh... never saw it that way" "your parents know?" "mum always knew, even before i knew. dad lost the bet, but he is okay with me" joon chuckled. "they had a bet if u were gay or not? nice." "yeah, now they have two gay sons" "wait.... jimin too? since when?!" "come on! we are talking about jimin! since kindergarden! he was after every skirt and pants. he kissed boys and girls, but mostly boys. he wanted to marry 5 guys in ground school. he isnt talking, he is flirting the whole time and with everyone, he thinks meets his beauty standards" "beauty standards?" "yeah, and for your info, i am not in it.... i think tae is tho.... he said one time, that tae is his soulmate and that he is the most beautiful man he ever saw... but.... u think they have something going?!" kook heaved himself up on his elbow and looked joon in the face. joon shrugged. "maybe i should talk with him?... jimin.... hmmm...." "oh wow... maybe we should hang out next weekend. tae, jimin, u and i? just to test the waters?" "let me think about it"

kook really loved joons dick. in all its making. he couldnt get enough of it. even when they only talked, he would have his hand near the muscle, caressed mindlessly the skin right above it, play with the hairline, circle the base and looked surprised in joons face, when it was all up in its glory. "u do this on purpose" "not really, but.... he is up, we shouldnt waste it, right?" kook gave him a cheeky grin and dove down, captured the price and had his time with it. only after joon hissed his name out strongly, kook started to suck him finally. kook left the wet dick and nipped joons thighs, went down further and has his way with joons balls, licking them, sucking them whole into his mouth, playing them with his tongue, until he felt that joon was on edge. "wanna have this mouth or the other one?" "your other mouth isnt preped" "i fingered myslef the whole time" "oh... than that mouth" kook grinned and tried to sit down on it. he hissed. "need help?" "maybe i´ll try riding u later?" "do what and how u want it" kook nodded and layed on his back. "how u want it?" "gentle? i am so sore" joon gave him a kiss and grinned. "poor boy"

kook would feel more sore after this, even had problem with walking, but he couldnt stop. after he hit his high again, he made joon stand infront of him and the bed, sucked his dick into his mouth and made him mouthfuck him. he always wanted to do that with joon. but not even his wildest dreams were as fucking great, as the real thing was.

"do u have more kinks i should know of?" "kinks?" "like u sniffing me and... that fucking your mouth obviously?! i never had someone so horny for my dick" "bad or good thing?" "pffff good, of course" "kinks.... i wouldnt say thats a kink. i just love your scent and it turns me on. and i really really love your dick. he is so dense and long... and so unbelievebly hard.... and soft at the same time. i like the feeling on my tongue and in my mouth he gaves me. and of course inside me.... u fuck me real good. it never hurts" joon groaned. "fuck kook" "what?!" joon pointed to the tent. "oh...." kook grinned. "can i have him?" "u really need to ask?" kooks mouth watered and he swirled his tongue around joons tip. he stopped suddenly and looked up. "u know... how about i sit against the headboard and u fuck my mouth?!" joon groaned again. "u are gonna kill me" "or.... we 69er"

they used the whole saturday and saturday night. kook wanted to try a lot of things and joon was happy to give him what he wanted.

the alarm woke both up. joon groaned and smashed the clock, but kook sat up. "joon?" "hmmm... too early....." "tae is comming home soon and i need to go home" "only 5 more minutes and i´ll make u breakfast" joon mumbled. "nooo.... no time for breakfast" his hand grabbed joons morning wood and he yanked the blanked from their bodies. "what...." "i need my fix before i go home" with that kook sat down on joon and both moaned. "shit....kook....." "i really cant get enough of u....." first he only rolled his hips, made both of them gasp and moan more, then he started to bounce on joon. that felt so much better. joon, still half asleep, held onto kooks hips for dear life. this boy was fucking him to his grave.

not that he didnt enjoy that weekend. he sometimes imagined kooks lips around his dick, but nothing further, or that that ever would happen. after his divorce from taes mother, he did enjoy some flings, but nothing was serious and nobody ever had reacted to him, like kook did. or that he and his body would react like that to kook. that boy was on one side an open book and on the other a mystery. he liked how crazy he was for him and his dick, that he liked to try out some things, even joon himself never tried. could it be.... that kook would be his..... tear? that one that would bring as much pleasure as pain. this one special tear?

tae made him jump out of his thoughts. "hey old man... daydreaming? how was your weekend?" "great. yours?" "eh... mum.... she crazy. has a new idiot as boyfriend... number...6 i think. i´ll call kookie. see ya later" joon watched him walk to his room.

"wish i was with u right now.... or better not, my ass hurt" kooks text message made joon smile. "put some wound cream on. see u on the weekend"