ch 1. a boy can dream

kook ran as fast as he could, cursed, cause he could have used his bike, but forgot, panting like hell, he pushed the door open.

"sorry, i am late! mr. dont-give-a-crap wanted to have a word with me, u could have wait, by the way!" kook yelled from the door and removed his shoes. silence.... kook shook his head and walked into the living room. where the heck was his best friend?!

"hello?! taehyung!" "hey" kook flinshed. "oh sorry, mr. kim.... tae around?" mr. kim, taes dad, looked the sweatty boy up and down and shook his head. "he is at his moms. its her weekend" "oh.... why didnt he told me?!" "u two had plans this weekend?" "yeah. that i would sleep over. nobody is home at my place" "sorry, kook" kook sighed and let his head hung low. "shit and now? he knows i dont like being alone in that big house" he whined. mr. kim looked with pitty at him. "u can stay, if u want" "really?! i wont pester u and stay in taes room" "good, i have work to do" "thank u, mr. kim" "okay"

kook almost blushed....hold it... he blushed. he layed on taes bed and stared up the ceiling. he had the hots for taes dad for a while now... to be honest, since he was 13 and saw him in his swim wear. since then, kook knew he was into guys. tae knew. they always could talk with each other about everything. but kook never had the balls to tell him about his affaction about his dad. that was his only and biggest secret. a boy could dream, even when the dreams were wet.

he watched a movie, played on the console, took a shower and finally his stomach protested. it needed food asap. slowly and as silent as possible, kook walked down the stairs to the kitchen. he didnt want to disturb mr. kim, but when he entered the living room, he saw him on the sofa, only in his blue briefs.

"uhm... can i have something to eat?" mr. kim looked up and nodded. not in the slightest embarrassed to sit there almost naked. it was his home non the less. kook still stood there in awe. mr. kim tilted his head and smirked a bit. "wanna watch a movie?" kook snapt out of his daze and nodded, before he could grasp the question. he could have asked him, if he wanted to jump out of the window, he would have nod. mr. kim tapped the spot next to him. "c´mere" kook hastly walked to the sofa and sat down. "what we watching?" "u´ll see" he used the remote and started the movie. it was an action thing. kook couldnt relax, not when the main figure of his pervert wet dreams sat right next to him, half naked. he glanced at the underwear. he could clearly see the outlines of the dick, thanks to the thin layer of cotton. he gulped several times dryly. he felt hot, sweat started to press out of his skin, lewed pictures flushed his mind and his damn "friend" started to get a life. *not good, not good!* kook bit his lips and pressed his thighs together. *think of something disgus...* "lets switch the movie, ok?" kook almost jumped. "ye-yeah" *great, now i stutter like a fucking idiot* mr. kim stood up and walked to the dvd player. he was amused. he saw how kook reacted to him. he knew very well, that kook....liked? him. once he heard him talking in his sleep, he had a wet dream, tae was already in the kitchen having breakfast and he wanted to wake kook up. kook moaned and rubbed his hard on into the matrass, still fully asleep. he moaned his name over and over again. mr. kim silently walked out of the room and into his bathroom. he didnt know if he should laugh or groan. looking down, seeing his own, now very hard, muscle in the mirror.

after that, he made sure, not to be present, when kook was over, but.... now he was here. on his sofa, without his son around. he smirked and came back, sat down and felt giddy about kooks face, when he figured it out, what the new movie was.

kook tried to focus on the movie. the title was odd. he didnt heard of that movie. there were two guys..... as the plot unfolded infront of his eyes, he felt his face gone hot. this was porn! fucking gay porn! one guy just started to finger the other and the one was moaning and enjoying himself pretty much. kook glanced at mr. kim. he gulped and licked his dry lips. "uhm.... he sure enjoy that.... is it really good?" he lowely asked. "what? getting fingered?" kook nodded, not looking at him. he felt mr. kim moving on the couch. "yeah, he really is. it really feels good, if the ones with the fingers does it good" "oh...." "never tried it?" "what?" "finger yourself" kook looked like a deer in headlights at mr. kim. "seriously? never?" "no, never" "but u jerk off?" kook nodded. "of course i do" "a lot?" "define a lot" "more than 3 times a day, or night" kook had to grin. "so more than 3 times" mr. kim grinned back. both heads snapped back, when one of the guys gave a very erotic moan out. kooks eyes became bigger again. his mouth stood open. "wow...." "did u got a blow job yet?" kook gulped again, his eyes fixed on the tv. "some girls...." "u ever gave one?" "no" "not even with my son? i thought u two..." kooks head snapped to him with a disgusted face. "ewwww... mr. kim! tae is my best friend, but noooo... " mr. kim chuckled. "sorry, i just thought..." kook shook his head. his eyes caught a sight, what made him speechless and red faced once again. mr. kim was hard. totally hard. kook licked his lips again and stared at it. mr. kim looked down on his too and with a smile back to kook. "wanna watch me, kook?" "huh?" kook looked at him in a daze. "just watch" his hand slit down his body to his underwear, shoved it down a bit and pulled his hard friend out. kooks adams apple bobbed a few times. suddenly his mouth was flooded by spit. mr. kim spurted some lube into his hand, kook couldnt follow where the hell the lube was comming from and watched him, slowly going with his hand up and down the hard brownish muscle. the tip was a bit swallon and flushed and it taunted kook being wet from the lube. focused, kook leaned forward to see everything. mr. kim chuckled. "dont get to near, or u get the juice in your face" "but..." he looked like a child infront of a candy shop, not getting any. "how about u suck on my nipples and help me with that" "oh...okay" kook came close to the nipple and looked at it. still in a kinda daze he latched onto it and gently sucked it. mr. kim was a bit surprised, he would really do it. the other hand grabbed hard on kooks hair. "do it harder" kook did as he was told, his other hand rolled the other nipple between two fingers. he could drown into the mans scent. it was making him drunk and he wanted more of it. slowly he went down the body with his nose pressed into the skin. his tongue circled the naval, his nose hit the thin hairline to paradise. the scent was more prominent now and kook loved it. he snuggled his face into the hair and sniffed like a drug dog. "kook, i cant move, when u are so close there" mr. kims husked voice got him out of it. he glanced up and then back to the dick. he was really in the way and far to close to it. mr. kim jerked again and kook didnt even flinsh, when the juice hit his face.

"oh sorry.... shit.... " before mr. kim could use anything to clean him up, kook used his own shirt, giving the man a good look at his body. as kook was rubbing his face clean, mr. kim used his hands to caress the skin. kook shuddered and gave a small moan out. "u dont need that" mr. kim husked out and yanked the shirt off. "do i need my jeans?" kook asked, made the man smirk again. "are they comfortable with your hard on?" kook shook his head. mr. kims hands were quickly removing them from his body. loud moans echoed the livingroom and kook looked back at the tv. one of the guys was face on the others butt. "what are they doing?" mr. kim looked away from kooks body to the tv and huffed amused. "he is eating him out" "what that mean?" "kook.... are u a virgin?" kook nodded. "at least some foreplay?" "just a bit and i was mostly doing the touching..... with girls" "how did it feel?" "wrong" mr. kim cuckled. "wanna feel my hands on u?" "yes" "good" he shoved kooks underwear down and yanked them somewhere in the room. "sit" mr. kim grabbed kooks thighs and pulled them closer to the edge of the sofa, spread them wide and licked and nipped on the insides. kook moaned and hickuped. mr. kim grinned and went on with the teasing, until he was at kooks poor aching stone hard friend.

kooks mind went blank. mr. kim knew how to use his mouth and tongue. he made kook crazy and nauseous of hornyness. he had no problem to swallow him all, fondeling his balls too. kook never ever had felt this way. he tried to shove mr. kims head from him, but he couldnt. so he just juiced into the mouth. "shit...fuck.....fuck..." kook gasped. with an open mouth and narrowed eyes, he watched mr. kim comming back up. "i asume u liked it" "ha ha.... that was the best blow job ever...mr. kim" "say joon. as long as tae isnt here" "okay....joon...." "now.... u wanna know what eating someone out feels like?" kook nodded, but his stomach growled suddenly very loud. joon laughed and stood up. "i think we should take a break" he pulled his briefs up and shoved his dick back into them, walked to the kitchen. kook still sat there like a sack of potatoes and panted. *what the fuck happened?! did i just watched porn with mr. ... joon? did he just sucked me off?! what?! tae will so kill me if he ever finds out!* "are u comming?!" kook grinned, but stood up and looked for his underwear. "dont get dressed, just park your bare ass in here"

they ate and joon offered kook a beer, which he declined. he wanted to stay sober. they just finished their meal and joon washed the dishes. kook fiddled with his hands, he was nervous for some reason. "how about i finish here and we have a shower together" "shower.... okay"

kook stood still, while joon washed him. "i´ll clean u here now, dont move, okay?" he whispered into kooks ear, still kook flinshed, when he felt joons finger entering his hole suddenly. his hands pushed onto the tiles, grabbing nothing, while he felt the finger circleing inside of him. "wha...why...." kook panted out. "i wanna eat u, but u have to be clean" sudden realization came over the boy. "u wanna eat my ... hole?!" "yeah, didnt u see it in the porn?!" "oh... that what it ment... i just...oh...fuck...." he suddenly moaned loud. "found it" "what is it?" "prostate" "that feels fucking good.... do it again!" joon chuckled. "later" he removed his finger, with kooks protest and pulled him out of the bathroom. wet as they were, kook sat on the bed, watched the glorious wet and naked body of joon moving around his bedroom. "can i smell u again?" joon stopped his movements and looked at him. "smell me?" "yeah, like before" "u like my smell?" "i wonder if its still there, after u shower" "how about, i eat u first and then u can smell me?" "okay.... what do i do?" "lay on your front, ass up" after kook got into position, joons hand trailed up and down his back and sides, also the thighs and finally grabbed the cheeks, spread them apart and earned some nice moans from the owner. the tip of his tongue trailed inbetween the cheeks, circled the hole for some time until it entered it. kook gave a loud whine out and gasped for air. joons tongue was something he never imagined. he didnt know that this muscle could make a person crazy. he learned so much this day.

joon ate him out and was very satisfied with the result. kook was laying there a panting mess. he had his first orgasm without ever touching his dick, he came just with joons tongue. joon layed next to him and licked his lips clean of his spit. he was stone hard now, after watching kooks hole moving, feeling his insides contracting and sucking on him, hearing his sounds. this was more than he thought it would be. kooks face came in sight and he looked at him. kooks tongue darted out and licked over joons lips, went down the chin, sucked gently on the adams apple, made its way to his nipples. joons hand buried themselves into kook long hair. after teasing the buds, his nose pressed again into the skin, he went further down. he sniffed joons dick up and down, licked it, got a taste, closed his lips around the tip and sucked it a bit. hearing joons sounds, he slid down on it, until his nose was pressed back into the hair on the base. slowly he bobbed his head and focused on joons sounds. kook thought he could swallow the whole thing. he was crazy after a dick, joons dick. his hands grabbed joons hips, he rubbed them up and down joons body, his nails pressed hard down. joon sat up, rubbed kooks back until he arrived at his butt, used 3 fingers and thrusted into him. kooks moans vibrated around joons dick and joon lost it. his hand pressed kooks head harder down and he came.

"... u ... sure... u ....never....give....head....before?" joon panted hard. "i am sure.... i need to come, joon" kook whined. "touch yourself" kook looked at him. "huh?" "finger yourself. i showed u how to" kook looked frustrated, but got into a good position, lubed his hand up and played with his hole. "can u reach it?" "yeah.... " he took first only one finger, slowly using a second. joon layed before him, watching him closely fingerfucking himself. "how does it feel?" "i dont know.... cant u....?" he still whined. joon smirked and gave him one of his fingers. "better?" "oh...yeah....so much better.... but..." "but?" "cant u do it? please?" joon grinned and sighed. he sat up and layed on his back. kook furrowed his brows. "come here, hover over me" kook got in position. joon pulled him where he wanted him and shoved 3 fingers into him. kook moaned and hickuped. "good?" joon asked. kook nodded. "move your hips. fuck into my fingers" kook whined again, but moved his hips. his head nuzzled into joons neck, he moved faster by the seconds. one of his hands grabbed joons wrist. "harder....please...joon...." "u want it harder?" kook nodded. joon came up under kook, who whined big time after joons finger went out of him, but he yelped out, after joon shoved a bigger finger into him. it didnt hurt, it only surprised him. joon stood still after he was all in. "u okay?" "fuuuuck....." kook groaned out and moved his hips suddenly fast and hard. "this feels so fucking good" joon shook his head and let kook move on his own for a bit. he wanted him to feel good. kooks movements became irratic, so joon held his hips in place and started to thrust in and out. kook gave long moans out. he was over the moon.

not in his wettest dreams, he could imagine that it was this good. joons hand grabbed his hair and pulled his upper body up, held him in place and fucked him hard and deep. kook didnt know how much or often he came by now, only that this time he blacked out.