Yoonmin 8

Yoongi started audibly gasping with every frequent inhale until he was practically wheezing. "Shit- I'm gonna come again~"

"Really?"

"Y- yea~" Jimin moved with as much passion and vigour as he could possibly muster, and Yoongi's eyes shut, his face screwing up in concentration, trying to reach his end. "Oh god...oh god ohgodohgodohgod!" Yoongi chanted the words over and over like a broken record player as he came, clamping down on Jimin inside him. Jimin shuddered in response; Yoongi had had the same face, said the same words as he had on the livestream the night before.

He was so close himself, so he didn't slow down for a second even after Yoongi's intense high died down. "I know that's only the second time you've done that- fuck- must be hard..."

"It's n- s'not hard when it's y- you~ oh fuck, Jimin~"

"S- so hot how sensitive you are when you c-come the second time like that..."

"A-and b-both from y-you"

"Oh fuck~ you're gorgeous angel..."

He took his hand off of Yoongi's flaccid and oversensitive cock, trailing two fingers in the cum across the exhausted man's stomach. He raised said fingers to Yoongi's face and hissed when the man instantly started sucking his own seed off Jimin's fingers as though it were instinct.

Perhaps it was at this point; Jimin presumed it was a regular occurrence given the confidence with which he'd done it on the stream last night. "Fuck...my cute little cum slut..." Jimin groaned huskily. It seemed almost laughable to be getting off thinking about the porn he had watched while he was literally inside the star of that very porn.

God...my own little porn star.

The thought had Jimin very soon holding Yoongi tight to his chest and shooting into him. He breathed fast and heavy through his nose into the hair on the nape of Yoongi's neck, as the latter whined from the acute stimulation.

Once he had ridden out his high, he gently pulled out of Yoongi and shuffled back so he had enough space to lie on his back. Jimin took Yoongi into his arms once more when he had done so, and for a while they just lay there, breathing heavy and holding one another. It was the serenity Jimin had been praying for after his angst.

"Christ, Min Yoongi. You sure are something..."

Yoongi smiled, his breathing finally calming down. "Can I ask you something, Jimin?"

"Of course, angel, anything."

"How exactly did you come across my stream? I know you said it was an accident but I- I'm curious." He huffed out a shy laugh.

"Well- technically I found your account on purpose...I erm- I found your drawer yesterday and the note that said your account name, I was just looking for a pen! I'm really sorry, I feel awful for snooping like that..."

"Really, Chim? That's what you're most worried about here?" Yoongi grinned.

"I don't know~" Jimin whined, "I should have just waited for you to come back and asked for a pen or something..."

"Cute." Yoongi chuckled at him. "If it's any consolation, I was jerking off getting ready for my stream when you came over. The reason I left the room in the first place was to compose myself a little."

Jimin's head landed heavily on the pillow. "Goddd don't make me imagine that, I'll get hard again!"

"It's the truth! And besides, if you got hard again then we'd be even for tonight," he looked up to his lover and winked playfully.

"I swear to God, you and your multiple fucking orgasms. Can you just give me a break and stop being so goddamn hot?!" They sighed heavily in unison, a smile on both their lips. "Your viewers would have loved to see us tonight, y'know. Wonder how they'd react to seeing you getting fucked by someone else..."

"Well...why don't we find out?"

"Huh?"

"Do you fancy joining my streams?"