Two strong, similarly sized bodies were intertwined in a deep embrace, almost merging into one. The movements of those on top wrinkled the sheets. Soft moans and laboured breathing were the loudest sounds within. There was no conversation, no dialogue; only their bodies and gazes communicated.

 

Jerome dragged the tip of his tongue across the chest of the man beneath him. Jinn’s strong, firm chest was wet with his saliva. The nipples, which had been attacked earlier, were red and erect, with faint teeth marks around their bases. Rose-red marks were scattered everywhere, from the neck down to the stomach, which was being licked and sucked hungrily.

 

"Ah, Jay, you really like sucking, don't you?" Jinn teased his boyfriend in a husky voice before immediately sucking on his penis as if responding to his earlier comment.

 

Jinn lowered his head, gazing at the person nestled between his legs with a burning passion. His slender fingers intertwined with the dark hair, gently caressing and kneading before pulling away and lightly patting his lover's cheek a couple of times, as if sending a signal.

 

"yeah"

 

As soon as he received permission, the young man ran both hands through Jerome's hair again before his strong hips lifted and thrust from below into the waiting mouth, moving in and out, mimicking lovemaking, but without being too violent for fear that the other person wouldn't be able to handle it.

 

Jerome arched his neck, as he had done many times before, allowing his lover to move as he pleased. His large hands gripped tightly together, massaging with a sense of arrogance.

 

The lewd sounds ignited the lust of the two teenage boys. Jerome's mouth was burning hot, causing Jinn to moan and groan continuously. The sounds of saliva and sucking on the shaft brought the one being pleasured almost to climax immediately.

 

"Oh my god, I'm going to cum," Jinn groaned, his voice trembling.

 

The person in charge of pleasuring him immediately pulled their lips away and used their hand to quickly stroke his penis up and down its entire length before the cloudy white fluid was released all over his palm.

The person, having finished, lay limp and motionless on the bed, their chest rising and falling with heavy breathing, before flinching slightly as something touched their buttocks.

 

Wow, his goal is so clear. He cursed his boyfriend fiercely in his mind.

 

"I'm not finished yet," Jerome said. In truth, he hadn't done anything at all. His large, erect penis had been stiff and rigid from the start, but it was pitifully neglected

 

"You..." he murmured wearily. Jinn paused to think for a moment before sighing. Well, if they didn't start, they'd never get anywhere. Jerome had a very clear stance; if he didn't give in, they'd just keep going at this point, nothing more.

 

"Huh?" The wicked one feigned a confused sound, making Jinn want to kick that lying face off the bed.

 

"Just one finger. That's all I'm giving you for now," the room's owner finally said through gritted teeth, instantly eliciting a wicked smile from the listener.

 

“Okay,” Jerome grinned widely. This was a good sign for what lay ahead.

 

Jinn closed his eyes and tried to relax his body as much as possible, knowing he had to do it. Although he thought one finger wouldn't hurt, it would still feel quite strange for someone who had never inserted anything into that area before.

 

Usually, I'm the one who does the work. Damn it!

 

Jerome gently massaged Jinn’s anus with his semen stained fingers, his eyes filled with dangerous desire as he gazed at the area that had always captivated him. He massaged it until it darkened, then slowly inserted his middle finger.

 

"Wait, wait, wait a minute," Jinn stopped his lover just in time. He reached towards the bedside table, opened a drawer, rummaged through it for a while, and then tossed a tube of lubricant towards the person sitting between his legs.

 

"Just to be safe, you don't want me to get hurt so much that I'm traumatised, do you?"

 

"That's the last thing I'd ever do in my life," Jerome quickly replied, before opening the lid and squeezing more than half a tube of gel onto his finger at once, as if afraid that using less would hurt the other person.

 

"Haha, you bastard, that's over the top!"

 

"Better safe than sorry. My fingers aren't small either," he said, and turned back to what he had been doing. Jerome felt really lucky that his broken finger was on his left hand. If it had been his right, he feared he wouldn't be able to do it comfortably. Even though it had healed, it wasn't 100%. If he tried to insert his previously broken middle finger into such a narrow space, the bone might break again. And he was certain that Jinn wouldn't want to take him to the doctor again to explain the reason for the break.

 

 "You're so tight," Jerome said, his voice hoarse.

 

"It has to be tight, right? Ugh, this feels so weird," Jinn frowned, not because of the pain, but because of the strange feeling of something suddenly being inserted into his anus.

 

"You look okay. Can I add another finger? It's hard to move just one," Jerome said, immediately wanting more.

 

"Damn it, that's such a lame excuse. Go ahead, try it. Just a little bit first. If I say enough, take it out!" Jinn gritted his teeth and gave permission again. He didn't feel any pain yet, so he thought it shouldn't be a problem.

 

"Okay, I'll obey." Now, they'll do anything. I just want to get in a little longer.

 

Jerome squeezed more gel and slowly inserted his second finger, glancing at his lover's clearly uncomfortable face, but without uttering a sound to stop him. The tight, burning sensation made it difficult for the young man to move his fingers. His large, neglected penis was almost unbearable. He wanted to thrust in immediately instead of the fingers, but Jerome knew it wouldn't be today. So, all he could do was release it himself.

 

His right fingers moved slowly inside Jinn’s rear passage, while his left fingers gripped his own shaft, stroking it leisurely.

 

"What the hell! That's creepy!" The person who was violated flinched and gasped as soon as their sensitive spot was touched.

"There it is, I found it. You feel it, don't you?" Jerome said happily, his long fingers slowly tracing circles there, not touching anywhere else.

 

"I know, damn it, Jay. Go somewhere else," Jinn raised his arm to cover his face, unable to bear it any longer. The young man knew that this bulge was a sensitive spot for men, but because he had never been touched like that before, he didn't know how to react.

 

"Why go anywhere else? This place is clearly more thrilling."

 

Jerome rotated his fingers and thrust in briefly, doing this for a while until he felt a tighter-than-usual grip, indicating that the other person was feeling it more intensely. Their breathing was rapid and shallow. His left hand moved faster, following the rhythm of his right hand.

 

"Ah, damn," Jinn groaned softly, his large hand reaching down to grip his own penis, which twitched again from the intense pleasure he was receiving. It was a strange feeling, but not bad. It was just a sensation that wasn't from the front as he was used to.

 

Jerome was undoubtedly the happiest person. Seeing that his lover wasn't resisting anymore, the young man felt relieved. They were only twenty years old; their emotions, stubbornness, and desire to be leaders were still very high. Jerome was very surprised by Jinn’s willingness to compromise.

 

“Come here,” Jinn slightly opened his eyes and beckoned his lover closer with his finger. The one being called didn't hesitate at all, quickly moving his body closer to him.

 

Jinn grabbed the shaft of the man's penis, which was still being thrust into him without stopping, filling his entire palm. He stroked it in rhythm with the thrusting fingers inside. The harder Jerome moved, the faster Jinn moved his hand. Their heavy breathing mingled passionately as they clung to each other.

 

"Mmm," Jerome leaned down and kissed his lover passionately, his emotions erupting. Two slender fingers continued to thrust into the burning opening, the sensation intense. Jinn's penis in his hand tingled, feeling like it was about to burst, the tight grip from the soft walls almost breaking his fingers.

 

"Again," Jinn gripped both his own penis and his lover's, stroking them simultaneously, while the sensitive spot in his rear was being stimulated so frequently that he couldn't bear it any longer.

 

Cloudy white semen spurted from the tips of both penises almost simultaneously. Jinn’s was slightly lighter in colour because this was his second time, while Jerome had just finished for the first time because he had been relentlessly pleasuring his lover without stopping.

 

"Haa... ah..."

 

"My fingers almost got squeezed off," the man joked, withdrawing his fingers from the reddened opening, before his softening shaft was gripped and squeezed quite hard.

 

"Do you want to get your ass kicked too?" Jinn glared fiercely. "Want to try? I can arrange it for you."

 

"Oh no, no! You're going to do this again in the future," Jerome cried out, his voice trembling.

 

"So, it looks like you're courting death in the future," Jinn released his grip on the other's younger brother, closing his eyes to understand his own feelings fully.

 

The man, nearly dead, gazed gently at his lover's face, his lips kissing the sweat-drenched contours, kissing everywhere he could, showering the other with all his love and affection.

 

"That's just how I am. Nothing's changed. So... how do you feel?"

 

“I’m full. It’s not so bad. At least I don’t feel much resistance. Sigh. Let’s move slowly, then. You might have to wait a bit.” Jinn rubbed his forehead against the person lying beside him. Their eyes met sweetly, and a loving smile was given to the one who held his heart.

 

"It's okay, I can wait. I just want you to know when that time comes..."

 

"Will you treat me like a prince?"

 

"I'm going to destroy you completely!"

 

"Pfft! Then you'll have to wait another ten years, you idiot!"

 

“Hahaha”

 

The sounds of conversation, weaving, and laughter replaced the earlier sounds of passionate breathing, indicating that the two young men on the bed hadn't changed at all because of this relationship. They remained the same as they were before, simply transitioning from one status to another.

 

Simple but happy.