Summary:

A simple massage at the end of the day with an annoying class should be perfect. But what if it turns out totally different?

top!hoseok
bottom¡yoongi

Let's go:

Yoongi is laying sprawled out and face down on his bed in the hotel room, waiting for his roommate to come back and do what he's promised. Hoseok said he'd massage Yoongi when he's back, he just had to give some other classmate some money back since they bought him food earlier that day.

The older was complaining about his back being stiff the whole day and Hoseok just had enough and promised to massage him. Unfortunately, the younger is also taking rather long, too long for Yoongi's liking.

Turning his head to face the door, the older tries to stay awake. Until finally the door opens. "Hyung," Hoseok chirps, "ready for your massage?" A simple nod is the answer to his question.

Quickly Hoseok takes off his shoes and goes to the bed Yoongi is lying on. He climbs onto it and settles down on the older's bum. Yoongi doesn't mind it at all, he just wants to enjoy this.

"Sorry, you had to wait this long. The teacher told me to go down and ask the receptionist something," explains the younger boy his absence. "That receptionist was hot, by the way."

"Just get going, should I take off my shirt?" Yoongi asks, still ready to fall asleep.

"Yes, please," the younger jokes seductively, "I can touch even more than just your upper body if you'd like that."

Yoongi chuckles under his breath and tries to pull his T-shirt over his head while still lying on the bed, squeezed by his taller roommate on top of him. Grabbing the hem of the white T-shirt, the younger helps him. Once the clothing is removed, Hoseok throws it over his shoulder, not caring the slightest bit where it's landing.

"Don't go hard on me please," Yoongi mumbles, just barely audible for his classmate.

Hoseok tries to hold back his laughter at how wrong that sounded. "I'll be gentle," he laughs slightly.

Realizing why the boy is laughing, Yoongi answers, "You're such a pervert."

"I'm not the one who's talking as if we were going to have sex."

"I'm not the one who always thinks about sex. Just start massaging me already," the older demands, waiting for the younger to begin.

It's silent for a short period of time. The younger slowly kneads Yoongi's back, who's enjoying this moment, humming every now and then at how good it feels.

"Sex is great, you know," Hoseok lowly speaks up, still hanging on the topic they just had. "And you kind of sound like someone's making you feel real good." The older doesn't react to that. Even though he's blushing a little, he just lets those small noises keep slipping out of his mouth, not knowing what it does to his friend.

Tracing his hands down the older's body, Hoseok listens to the other's voice. While massaging Yoongi's lower back, the boy slides down his legs, looking at his fine ass.

"What would you do if I'd touch your ass?"

"Slap you in the face because I'm the one who'd touch your ass."

"So you're saying you'd top me if we had sex?"

"Yes," the older deadpans.

Hoseok leans down so he can seductively whisper into Yoongi's ear. "You ain't gon' fuck me, babe."

A soft yet deep moan slips out of Yoongi's mouth as he hears what the other says. "We'll see about that." He grabs the back of Hoseok's neck, pulling him further to him, connecting their lips in a rather rough kiss.

Hoseok slams his hands into the mattress, one on each side of Yoongi, and soon after, he goes to stand on his hands and knees so the other could turn around. He then slides one hand underneath the smaller's lower back, making sure to pull him as close as possible as he slowly lays his body down on top of Yoongi.

They break their kiss for a second.

"We shouldn't be doing this, should we?" Hoseok pants quietly.

The older murmurs as he shakes his head, "We shouldn't but I don't fucking care." He then once against reaches for the back of Hoseok's neck, pulling him in for another kiss.

Laying underneath the taller male, Yoongi soon puts his hands onto the ass of the boy above him, cupping those round cheeks and giving each of them a squeeze, making the younger moans into the kiss. As Hoseok moans and breaks the kiss, Yoongi wanders down to his neck and starts painting it with dark hickeys. Both of them are too caught up in this moment to even care about what other people - probably their classmates - are going to think when they see them after this.

Slowly Yoongi pulls Hoseok's sweatpants down. Just a little bit so he can push one of his hands under the fabric of his pants and boxer shorts. The younger is doing the same after a few seconds of quietly moaning and screwing his eyes shut. Hoseok looks down at his older classmate, who's detaching his lips from his skin.

"You're looking real good right now, Hyung," the younger smirks, panting and moaning slightly.

"I always do, idiot."

They look into each other's eyes, both trying to read the emotions and thoughts the other might have at this very moment.

Not long and the older male flips them over, now hovering above Hoseok. He places small, wet kisses along his jawline, pushing his free hand down the front of the younger's underwear, grabbing his dick firmly while holding himself up with his other hand. Smirking at how hard his classmate already is, he slowly begins to stroke his length.

At the same time, Hoseok throws his head back, moaning rather loudly. He's considering to just let the other fuck him without complaining. But he already told Yoongi that he wouldn't be the one with some cock up his ass, and he doesn't want to lose his pride just yet.

"H-Hyung, don't forget, you're the one who's going to get... get fucked," Hoseok stutters out, screwing his eyes shut and fisting the bed sheets tightly.

"You won't fuck me," Yoongi answers, releasing Hoseok's member and sits up, crossing his arms like a little kid.

"Mhh..", the younger hums lowly. "You won't put your dick up my ass, Yoongi."

"I will."

"You won't."

"Hoseok?"

"Don't try that one on me, you won't fuck me."

"I will fuck you."

"No, you won't."

"This one time, okay? I will let you fuck me only this one time. If we ever happen to do this again, I'll fuck you."

"So you want to do this again," the younger teased, which makes Yoongi sigh. Hoseok instantly begins to grin, "Ride me, baby."

"Asshole," the older sighs. "I already allowed you to put your fucking cock up my ass and now you also want that. Not nice, you know."

"I know you want it, too," smirks Hoseok as he pushes down the older's pants, which makes him stand up and get fully undressed.

While Yoongi gets naked, Hoseok does the same; standing up to taking off his shirt, sweatpants, and underwear. Sitting back down on the bed - with his cock standing proud -, he waits for Yoongi, to climb on the bed as well, so he can prep him.

Before Yoongi joins Hoseok though, he runs to his bag and rummages through it, not knowing that Hoseok's staring at his cute, little butt. As soon as he finds what he's looking for, he makes his way back to his younger classmate.

"What did you do?" asks Hoseok, eyeing the other up and down.

"I got this," Yoongi proudly, yet shyly, says, holding out the lube to Hoseok, who takes it, grinning at the smaller boy.

"Were you expecting something like this to happen?"

"It's just better to be prepared."

Hoseok just laughs at that, until Yoongi suddenly positions himself on hands and knees, with his ass right in front of Hoseok's face, on the bed, making the younger shut up immediately. The sight of this is turning him on even more.

He gets on his knees behind his older classmate, tracing one of his hands over his back. "You're so pretty like this," Hoseok praises, as he rubs the tip of his member against the ring of muscles, making them both pant lightly.

Hoseok coats his fingers in lube, opening it with one hand and squirting some of it onto his other. "Ready, Hyung?" A small nod answers his question, which is already more than enough for him.

The younger pushes his index and middle finger into Yoongi as soon as he got the response.

"A-ah, fuck," the older presses out. "Be gentle, for fuck's sake."

Hoseok bends down so his mouth is next to the older's ear. "I know you like a little pain," he whispers, kissing Yoongi's shoulder blade and sucking right there after. Slowly he starts moving his fingers in and out of his roommate.

Scissoring and curling his fingers, the younger of them stretches Yoongi open. Moans escape the latter's mouth, which only get louder as Hoseok adds a third finger. Slowly Hoseok trails wet kisses over the older's neck and shoulders, sucking on his milky white flesh every now and then.

Feeling those fingers thrust into him, turns Yoongi on even more. The slight pain he felt before, long gone by now. "Nghh, f-fuck, Hoseok~"

"Moaning so pretty just for me, aren't you?" Hoseok teases, "Does this make you feel good?" Without realizing it at first, he brushes his fingers over the older's bundle of nerves.

"Ahh-hah! Ngh, do that again! Hahh," pleads Yoongi.

Hoseok does as asked and thrusts his fingers against the other's prostate rapidly over and over again, making his older classmate moan loudly.

Soon after he pulls his fingers out of him - even though he enjoys listening to the smaller's moans and groans. Hoseok lays back down, resting his back against the headboard of the bed.

At the same time, Yoongi's hole is clenching around nothing, while he's whining at the loss of touch. He turns around and slowly crawls onto the taller's lap, palming him in the process.

Panting and placing his hands on the elder's hips, Hoseok pulls the other closer. Catching Yoongi's lips in a short sweet kiss, he slides his hands down to his ass.

Yoongi let's go of Hoseok's length as he puts both his hands on each of the younger's shoulders. He can feel how the other circles the tip of his penis around his entrance teasingly, while pulling his ass cheeks apart.

Having enough of all the teasing, the smaller slams his hips down onto his roommate's, making them both moan out in pleasure.

"J-Jesus.. You're so needy," Hoseok says between pants, resting his head against the headboard as well.

Carefully the older begins to move a bit, just rolling his hips slightly. "Sh-shit, so g-good, ngh," he manages to say.

Since Yoongi doesn't seem like he's going to move any further, Hoseok grabs his waist and moves him on his own; pulling Yoongi up and thrusting him back down.

While doing so, Yoongi moves his head to the crook of the taller's neck, starting to cover him with bright hickeys.

The older chokes out a moan, pressing his hands onto the younger's chest to steady himself. "Fuck.." he murmurs under his breath against the other's skin, closing his eyes for a short moment.

Looking down at his classmate, Hoseok keeps moving him while panting silently. Once he notices that the older is starting to move on his own, he softly traces one hand over Yoongi's body, feeling his smooth skin up and down. His other hand remains on the elder's waist.

"Mhh, hm-mhh," Yoongi moans softly, "euh, ah-ah, nghh." He keeps his pace rather fast, moaning with each and every thrust he does.

"Mh, you like riding my cock, don't you? Hah, you like having such a big cock up your tiny ass.. Being such a pretty little slut for me."

Hoseok's words make the older boy moan loudly, rolling his head back and shutting his eyes tightly while clenching around his penis and gripping his shoulders tightly. There will probably be some marks of his nails left.

"Hmm, so b-big, daddy!" Yoongi moans, making the younger groan lowly and claw into his skin on his back and his waist out of possessiveness.

"That's right - hngh. I'm your daddy," growls Hoseok deeply, thrusting up into his classmate, meeting his thrusts and hitting his prostate every once in a while.

Moaning loudly and calling his younger roommate daddy over and over again, while feeling the warmth building up inside his abdomen, is the best way Yoongi has ever felt. He doesn't want this to stop, but he knows that everything has to end at some point.

The hot air filled with lewd noises is surrounding them, keeping them in their own world and not letting them out. All their focus is on one another.

Warmth is building up in both roommates. Both know that this moment will end sooner or later. The thought of this being over, makes the two of them hold tightly onto each other, kissing and sucking on their flesh.

"Mhh, I-I'm cl-close, daddy," informs Yoongi hoarse, panting into Hoseok's ear since he's pressing himself against the younger with his arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

"Me too, shit," Hoseok presses out, "me too."

The younger grabs Yoongi's dick, pumping him and making him whimper by sliding his thumb over his slit.

Yoongi can feel the knot in his stomach is going to release. His roommate is rushing the process even more (not that he was close already before Hoseok grabbed the elder's dick).

It doesn't take much, to make the smaller finally cum. He keeps bouncing on the younger's lap as he cums all over Hoseok's abdomen and hand, feeling a wave of ecstasy run through his whole body.

Hoseok licks Yoongi's semen off his hand before he grasps his hips, changing their position - laying him down - since the strength seems to leave him.

Yoongi's upper body falls backward. Lying on the soft sheets, he fists the blanket beneath him. Hoseok softly kisses his older classmate's neck, panting between each peck against his sweaty skin as he begins to fuck him. Weakly the older snakes his arms around the younger's neck.

Moaning and cursing every now and then, Hoseok chases his own climax, trying to cum as soon as possible so he doesn't hurt his overstimulated friend much more. "You're doing so well, baby boy," he praises whilst thrusting deep into his hole.

The smaller of them tries to hold back the tears that are brimming up in his eyes. His ass his sore and he starts to have mixed feelings; on one hand, he wants the pain to stop and the intercourse to end, on the other, he wants to be the reason why his classmate reaches his climax.

Rather loudly the taller moans Yoongi's name as he finally cums deep inside of him. Telling him how well he did, he pulls out of him carefully, ending this kind of torturing moment for his classmate.

A little tear rolls down the side of Yoongi's face, for one because of relief that they're done now and also because of sorrow. He didn't know if he really wanted this to be over this fast.

After they both lied down beside each other, Hoseok pulls the blanket over their sweaty bodies. He turns to face Yoongi, who was laying on his back, facing the ceiling. Softly he traces his fingertips in small circles over Yoongi's chest.

The older relaxes much more and closes his eye in content. "That felt real good. I guess bottoming is my thing.." Yoongi confesses quietly, making Hoseok snicker.