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West would have been happy to sit back and jerk off to the sight of him. He’d never touched anyone so beautiful.
And for now, he belonged to West. No one else could touch him. No one could kiss him. And no one could worship every inch of his perfect body like West could.
Leaning down, West pressed a reverent kiss to the inside of Jin’s thigh. And then another. And another. He kissed his way up Jin’s trembling leg to the inside of his hip. Just as his hot breath danced across Jin’s cock, he heard the crinkle of plastic. He lifted his head to see Jin’s frantic fingers tearing at the wrapper on the bottle of lube.
When he had it free, he thrust the bottle at West. “Please. Please, be inside of me.”
West grinned and accepted the bottle. “Get me a condom.”
Jin violently nodded and snatched up the new box, tearing at the thin cardboard like a desperate man on a mission. West squeezed some lube onto his fingers. He reached between Jin’s spread legs and circled his hole until Jin shifted, trying to move his body in alignment with West’s probing fingers.
He stopped almost as soon as he pushed the blunt tip of his finger inside. Jin was tight. So fucking tight.
“Baby, you’d tell me if you were a virgin, right?” West asked in a strangled voice.
“Not a virgin. I swear. You…you’re not allowed to stop.”
West removed his finger and poured a little more lube on his digits. As he leaned close and licked a long stripe along Jin’s cock, he pressed his finger back inside. The sound of pure ecstasy that came out of Jin went straight to West’s dick. Carefully, he stroked inside of Jin, stretching tight muscles while teasing him with his mouth and tongue.
“You sure you’ve done this before?” West teased as he added a second finger while blowing on the head of Jin’s wet dick.
“Yes. Did this once or twice. In college. University.”
West grinned to himself, feeling so very predatory. Jin was fumbling between English and Gaoxing Mandarin as if his tongue had become detached from his brain. Right now, Jin’s body was trembling, muscles taut, and skin slick with sweat. He might have had a temporary lover in college, but West would bet Jin couldn’t remember a damn thing about their encounters. No, everything belonged to him now.
“West, please!” Jin cried out, his fingers twisting in the sheets beneath him as West found that magical spot that lit his entire body up like Christmas.
“Got the condom I asked for?”
“What?” Jin panted, staring at him as if he’d lost his goddamn mind.
“Condom?”
Jin smacked around on the sheets with his right hand until he came up with the entire strip of condoms. He tossed them at West with a growl. His poor baby was at the end of his rope.
Chuckling to himself, West ripped one off, opened the packet, and put it on. After adding more lube, he lined the head up with Jin’s stretched hole and pushed inside. Just enough to get a gasp. He grabbed his lover under his knees and held his legs out while he pushed deeper.
“Grab your dick, baby. I wanna watch you stroke yourself,” West ordered between clenched teeth.
Jin’s ass felt like pure heaven. Tight heat gripped him, welcoming him while unraveling what self-control he’d held on to. It was like Jin was made for him.
“Yes. More. Deeper. I want…I want all of you.” His sweet lover’s words were becoming more broken between desperate pants. His hand shuttled up and down his cock. West watched, mesmerized as he gathered up more of his pre-cum to use it as a natural lubricant.
West moaned and thrust deep, burying himself to the hilt inside of Jin’s sweet body. They both cried out, and it was as if someone had fired a starting pistol. He could no longer hold back. He pulled out only to thrust inside of him again and again. His eyes locked on his cock being swallowed up by that amazing, velvety heat. Jin cried out his name until it became a desperate chant.
On a last shout, Jin’s body tightened and jerked. West lifted his eyes in time to see Jin paint long stripes of cum across his chest. His mouth hung open in a silent cry of ecstasy. A cry broke from West, his orgasm tearing through him. He fucked them both hard and fast through the liquid-hot bliss that was melting his very soul.
Using up the last of his strength, West released Jin’s legs and slid his arms behind Jin’s back, cradling the man close as he stretched out on top of him. He burrowed his face into Jin’s sweaty neck, loving the feel of his racing pulse against his lips.
“When I…when I can feel my legs again,” Jin panted, “I’m getting dressed, walking down to my brother’s rooms, and punching him.”
