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Seokjin grunted as the hairspray touched a little part of his eye. The stylist mumbled an apology before taking a tissue to place it on top of the injured eye. Seokjin took the tissue harshly from the stylist’s hand as he uttered a few curse words at the stupid hair-stylist. After his eyes felt a little better, he took his phone to text Jimin about his stupid hair-stylist.
As soon as he was typing, he saw a figure sitting on the vacant seat that’s been placed there yesterday through the large mirror in front of him. It was the infamous model Jeon Jungkook, who managed to get famous just by being a cover of one magazine. He also got recognized from the rumored sex tape with a famous actor, Taehyung. But it wasn’t that big of a deal, Jeon Jungkook was hot both in pictures and person, so it wasn’t a surprise when his name is already on top by just modeling once.
“What is he doing here?” Seokjin asked his stylist, and the other just laughed.
“He is going to be your partner for this shoot. I think it’s going to be a hit, putting together the sexiest model Kim Seokjin with the hottest model Jeon Jungkook, I have no doubt on that.” Seokjin just smirked at the stylist’s compliment, looking at the new model once again through the mirror. “he’s pretty hot, isn’t he?”
Seokjin snorted, “Not as hot as me.”
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The shoot was apparently going to be a little bit explicit. Both Seokjin and Jungkook had to wear just underwear, which Seokjin can’t really call it underwear because his dick and butt are basically sticking out everywhere. He was the first one who arrived at the shoot, followed by Jungkook.
Seokjin didn’t realize the gasp he managed to let out when he saw the new model’s body. It was basically a gift from heaven. His tight abs, long limbs, and especially his dick, that’d been Seokjin’s main focus since the tall figure made his way in. Bless his parents. Whatever Jungkook’s mother craved for, he had to thank her.
“The theme for today’s shoot is going to be sex. Just sex, sex, and more sex. I want both of you to be as close as possible to each other, and lots of skin to skin contact. Like, lots of it.” The woman who Seokjin recognized as the underwear’s brand’s chairwoman said, licking her lips and smirking as she finished. Seokjin almost threw up at how obvious and gross that woman was.
The first pose wasn’t very bad, with Seokjin touching Jungkook’s chest as he looked up at the taller’s face, which was directed to another direction. Not so much skin-to-skin, Seokjin could handle it well.
It was after a few poses later that the CEO rose up from her seat. “I want more sexiness. More sex. Give me more, come on, I paid you good money for this.” Seokjin wanted to throw his used underwear at the woman’s face, but what she said was partly true. The CEO did pay him good money for this, so Seokjin couldn’t really throw his underwear.
The pose after that made Seokjin shiver a little. Seokjin was on his back on the floor with his legs parted. Jungkook was so close to his crotch, but his face was looking directly at Seokjin, in which the smaller moaned at.
Seokjin just literally moaned on a photo-shoot.
He saw Jungkook’s face shifted a little, but he didn’t see much change on the expression. Seokjin sighed in relieved, as the photographer took some frames.
The next pose was basically them having sex. Jungkook was sitting with his legs parted while Seokjin sat on his lap, his crotch touching the taller’s. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but Seokjin couldn’t really say it was comfortable, either, because he felt something shifting under there. He decided not to dwell on it as he placed his arms around Jungkook’s neck. He inched his face forward, their lips almost touching, and the photographer took a shot at that point.
Seokjin felt Jungkook pushed him a little, but he was so limp that a little push sent him falling back on the floor. The taller rose up and hovered on top of Seokjin. They had done this pose somewhere in the beginning, but Jungkook didn’t grab his thighs and folded him almost in half like he did on this one. He could hear the CEO clapping happily somewhere next to the photographer. The camera clicked, and with half-lidded eyes, he looked up right at Jungkook. The model’s eyes were different. It was scary yet tempting.
They held on to that pose for a couple more minutes, until Seokjin heard the CEO shouting their names. He immediately pushed Jungkook aside, almost harshly, and stood up. He looked at Jungkook who was trying to stand up. He could see the hard-on the new model had on the corner of his eyes, but he decided not to flatter himself. “Good job you two. I’m looking forward for the next photo-shoot. I will tell my assistant to e-mail you when I have the date and time settled.”
Seokjin nodded, bidding the photographer and everyone in the room goodbye, except for Jungkook.
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Seokjin was back to the dressing room, sitting on a sofa in the middle of the room after changing his clothes to the one he used before, a simple tight black tee and jeans. He couldn’t believe he was turned on from a photo-shoot. That never happened before. All of his partner for the shoots prior to this were all hot and sexy, why was he only lusting after this one particular, new model? Was it because of those eyes that was straight-up charming? Yeah, it’s probably just the eyes.
The dressing room’s door opened, and Seokjin closed his eyes as he thought it was Jimin who always came after any photo-shoots he’d done. But he heard the door locked, and he knew Jimin wouldn’t care enough to lock the door, so then he looked up, only to find his rival model, Jungkook.
“I didn’t get a chance to say hi.” Jungkook said as he walked forward, no longer in his underwear, eyes so sharp it could kill both of them in a second. Seokjin gasped as the taller took his arm and pulled them so hard it kind of hurts, but the only thing Seokjin could focus right now was the eyes that were staring back at his.
“I didn’t get a chance to, either.” Seokjin’s eyes weren’t leaving the other’s at all, as his other hand found its way to the back of Jungkook’s neck.
“It was quite a hot scene back there, don’t you think?” Jungkook whispered slightly, bringing his face forward. Their kissed, and after a couple of minutes, Seokjin found himself back on the sofa, on his back, with the taller on top of him.
They parted away to breathe, before Jungkook dived back to kiss Seokjin’s bruised lips. Their tongues fought their way into one another. Seokjin could feel the taller grinding up against his growing dick. Jungkook’s hands traveled south as it stopped on the fly of Seokjin’s jeans. The younger bucked his hips up a little at the small contact.
The zipper’s down and Seokjin remembered that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. The one he used for the photo-shoot was long gone in the laundry bag his manager left for him. Jungkook took the opportunity to take out Seokjin’s hardening dick and began to pump it slightly.
Jungkook’s hand was big, that Seokjin had to moan at the sensation. It was rough and strong, too, and it felt too good on his dick. The taller moved his hand faster, and Seokjin gave in as he thrusted his hips up and down into the hand. The moment Jungkook sped up, that’s when Seokjin collapsed, breath unstable and teeth gritting so hard at how good Jungkook’s hand was. Then the taller moved his shirt up with the other hand, revealing Seokjin’s perky nipples, and Jungkook bit into it gently, leaving Seokjin in bliss.
The rough hand around Seokjin’s cock kept moving faster, causing Seokjin to moan aloud. His hips bucked a couple times, matching the rhythm of Jungkook’s strong hand pumping on his dick. His hands went to the back of Jungkook’s neck, bringing the taller closer to him until their lips touched in a hard kiss.
After a moment of pleasure, Jungkook abruptly stopped. Seokjin whined in complain but his whines immediately turned into moans when the stronger model flipped him around on all fours. He felt Jungkook’s long fingers tracing lines all over his back, before pulling down Seokjin’s pants in one go. His bare ass was for the world to see.
Seokjin turned his head around to catch Jungkook’s lips once again, making out with their tongues battling. Jungkook grabbed a Vaseline nearby and coated his fingers with it. He slowly circled the other’s hole, teasing it while their lips were still busy kissing. The fingers roughly entered Seokjin’s hole, which made the model’s back to arch. His moans were getting more frequent as Jungkook started to fuck him with his fingers.
After a while of preparation, Jungkook let out his dick and coated it with more Vaseline. He pumped it a few times, aligned it on Seokjin’s hole before entering inside with a growl.
“Fuck, that’s tight.” Jungkook said as he closed his eyes at the pleasure on his dick. The hole was eating him up. It was tight and hot. “Shit, I can’t go slow if you’re this tight.”
“Who the fuck wants it slow, dumbass. Just fuck me already. Hard.” Seokjin said and smirked, but the smirk quickly replaced as his mouth gaped when Jungkook gave him a particular hard thrust.
Seokjin could only let out moans and gasps at how fast and hard Jungkook was going. It was hot and satisfying; the way Jungkook’s big cock penetrating him was nothing like he ever felt before from his previous partners. None of them could fuck him this good. Jungkook was the first one.
They fucked and kept fucking until Seokjin felt pleasure building on his dick intensified. He quickly jerked himself off, screaming as his load painted the sofa. Jungkook followed soon after, his hips kept moving in short, stuttered thrusts.
“We should do this again.” Jungkook said, standing up. He cleaned his cum off his dick, zipped back his jeans and tapped Seokjin on the butt. “I got another photo-shoot after this, so, see you when I see you.” he said, smiling as he went out of the room.