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works/12711717.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      방탄소년단_|_Bangtan_Boys_|_BTS
  Relationship:
      Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope/Min_Yoongi_|_Suga
  Character:
      Min_Yoongi_|_Suga, Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope
  Additional Tags:
      Top_Min_Yoongi_|_Suga, Bottom_Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope, Hyung_Kink, Shower
      Sex, Dirty_Talk, thigh_riding, basketball_players_yoonseok, Alternate
      Universe_-_High_School
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-13 Words: 2815
****** my fuck and my tongue give remedy ******
by Kookie_329
Summary
     "Oh shit Seok-ah ... fucking hell ..."
     Hoseok's mouth waters at the sight of Yoongi's dick and before the
     elder can say another word he leans forward with his lips parted.
     Hoseok sucks the tip of his dick, pursing his lips and taking the
     heavy and thick head around his mouth. He sighs around it, suckling
     at it and fluttering his eyes shut when Yoongi starts massaging his
     head.
     "That's it baby, open up for hyung."
     Or: In Hoseok's defense Yoongi has a big dick. How is he supposed to
     concentrate in winning the game when he knows that inside those
     basketball shorts Yoongi is hiding a beast?
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Hoseok could remember the exact moment when he first saw it. He was in the
locker room with the rest of the basketball team, celebrating the victory of
winning yet another game. Hoseok was on the other side of the locker room,
grabbing a towel and freshly clean clothing.
Yoongi was laughing and talking with a fellow teammate near the shower racks,
his body glistening with the dripping droplets of water that fell over his pale
skin. Hoseok's eyes racked over the older's slim and lean body, and he took
particular interest onit. The thing that Hoseok had been distracted by had been
flaccid and dangling between two strong thighs and he could feel heat rush to
his cheeks and going south.
Hoseok had been completely hipnotized by it, the people in the locker room
becoming invisible and the only thing in the sweaty and crowded room was the
huge beast between pretty pale legs.
The loud laughter of the team caused Hoseok to stop his obvious staring and
turn his gaze away from it, his eyes unconsiously rising to Yoongi's face.
Yoongi was already staring at Hoseok, his laugh dying down and a frown
beginning to form over his forehead.
Hoseok could feel his face turn a hot shade of red and he quickly turned away.
Grabbing his duffel bag and leaving the locker room, ignoring the yells of his
teammates as he felt the cold air of the gym hit him.
As soon as Hoseok was outside breathing fresh air to cool down the red on his
cheeks and the swelling inside his loose basketball shorts, the vivid image of
the beast Yoongi carried wouldn't leave his mind. And Hoseok knew at that
moment that he would always be thinking about it.
About Yoongi's big dick.
 
-
 
After the locker incident Hoseok couldn't stop his staring, during basketball
practice Hoseok would often catch himself being distracted by the image or he
would tend to look at Yoongi's crotch, sub-consiously licking his lips and
blushing a bright pink all over his sun kissed skin.
Sometimes when the whole team would go out and walk over to the small pizza
place nearby the school and Hoseok would sit a few seats away from Yoongi, he
would observe the way Yoongi sat. With his legs slightly wide and his posture
slouched, to make room for the huge thing he hid inside of his jeans.
Hoseok felt a nugde on his shoulder and he shook away his staring. Another
blush blooming over his face because he had almost been caught. He turned to
look at Jimin, who had been the one to shake him, and it wasn't until he asked
"what" that he noticed that the entire team was looking at him.
"I saidthat if we win the next game are we having the dinner at your house?
You're mom always makes the best desserts so can we have it there?"
"Oh," Hoseok stutters and squirms in his seat, "yea sure. I'll tell my mom
about it so she can have something ready."
The members cheer and go back to eating their pizza, chattering and talking
about tactics they can use for the upcoming basketball game they'll play
against that will be the one to determine whether they'll go to state.
When Hoseok turns to gaze at Yoongi, the captain of the team meets his stare
calmly, dull brown cat eyes that blink at him for a long minute before finally
look away. Hoseok takes a deep breath and shifts his chair away from where
Yoongi sits.
 
-
 
To keep himself distracted Hoseok had started avoiding Yoongi. Which turned out
to be very hard, especially since Hoseok was part of the basketball team and at
said basketball team Yoongi was always around since he was the team captain.
And it seem that now that Hoseok knew how huge Yoongi was the guy was suddenly
everywhere.
He was walking the same hallways as Hoseok, even though Yoongi was one grade
above. He was entering the same restrooms as him, eating lunch on the same
table, fuck he was even coming along to the hang outs with him and his friends.
Hoseok wasn't sure if this was happening now becuase he was developing some
kind of crush on the team captain or if Yoongi had always been there and Hoseok
was just barely noticing him.
Either way everytime Hoseok saw him a rush of blood would travel to his cheeks
that were always tinted red and going south, his pants becoming tight and
uncomfortable. Jungkook and Jimin had made it a mission to tease Hoseok for his
red cheeks and the way he was always stuttering and becoming a nervous mess
everytime Yoongi was around.
But, he couldn't help it. Especially the amount of times Yoongi would walk
around the court - it even seem to Hoseok like he was doing it on purpose - a
fast stride with confident steps, his legs taking large steps and making the
fabric of his jeans or shorts stretch on his buttocks and against the muscles
of his thighs.
There were times Hoseok resented Yoongi's presence, but other times where
Hoseok could not for the life of him turn away from Yoongi's body - his crotch
more importantly. And it was starting to take a toll on him, he was acting too
slow. Getting the ball too late during practice, throwing the ball at an
awkward angle, passing and dribbling too slow that his teammates were stealing
the ball from him.
And because of this Hoseok was forced to face Yoongi, having to stare at the
wall instead of Yoongi's eyes, looking at the floor instead at the obvious
buldge that stretched his shorts.
"Hoseok-ah! Stop getting distracted and catch the damn ball!"
"Shit," he whispers, "Sorry Yoongi-ssi."
Yoongi sighs and rubs his eyes, waving him away. Hoseok feels guilty and tries
to concentrate on the practice game. But, it's difficult when Hoseok can see
from his periphel vision Yoongi staring at him, his stare boring deep holes
inside of Hoseok. Hoseok takes a peek at the buldge and ends up getting hit on
the face with the basketball.
Serves him right.
 
-
 
The game was tonight and the entire locker room was filled with a tense silence
and whispering voices of members sending prayers. Hoseok was sitting next to
Namjoon on the bench, whispering to himself that he wouldn't get distracted
with Yoongi, that he couldn't afford getting an erection half-way the game and
losing against the team because he was too busy thinking about Yoongi's huge
cock that he hid so carefully under thick jeans and loose shorts.
"Alright team, this is our chance to get into the finals. If we win this game
we go to state and we'll have a chance of winning the championship. I'm
counting on all of you to do your best and not get distracted," Yoongi looked
at Hoseok specifically when he said this, "Got it? Great, now lets go out there
and show them who the true kings on court really are."
Hoseok gulps and hopes for the best.
~
Hoping for the best didn't work out so well.
Hoseok groans and flings his shirt off, shrugging off the few pity pats his
friends give him and the glares that the older members are surely throwing at
him. He deserves it, he knows he does and that makes him even more furious.
Hoseok had the ball right there, in front of him, in his hands and then Yoongi
had appeared yelling at Hoseok to pass it to him and Hoseok lost it.
The shorts Yoongi wore tonight were shorter than usual and also thinner, so
thin that Hoseok could see the thick shape of Yoongi's dick. And the ball was
taken away from his hands, the opposing team throwing an impressive shoot and
winning the game by three points.
It was pretty obvious that the main reason the team had lost the game was
because Hoseok had been too slow and too distracted. And because of that Hoseok
was angry at himself, throwing his clothing off and turing the shower knob onto
cold to cool him off. The locker room was half empty by that time, the other
boys feeling down for loosing such an important game.
Hoseok closes his eyes and lets the cold water run over his body. A door slams
open and Hoseok jumps, almost slipping on the wet tile floor. He hears a deep
and growling voice, one that Hoseok has been hearing in many of his dreams
lately, but this time Hoseok doesn't want to face the voice.
"Where the fuck is Jung Hoseok?"
It doesn't even take a minute for the locker room to go from half empty to
fully empty. Hoseok gulps and shuts his eyes tightly, hoping that he'll mend
into the wall somehow and avoid Min Yoongi's wrath.
"Hoseok-ah!"
Shit, he's caught him.
Hoseok is about to turn around and apologize to Yoongi when he's pushed into
the cold wall. A hot breath is on his neck, lips grazing over the soft skin on
his shoulder and hands softly settling themselves on his hips. Hoseok is
momentairly confused, why is Min Yoongi touching him while he's naked? Hoseok
wants to ask him but instead he sighs and leans into the hands, moving his neck
to the other side so that Yoongi had more room to kiss.
"God Hoseok, the things you do to me." Yoongi says as he starts to suck on
Hoseok's neck, leaving little purple hickies on the skin. Hoseok mewls and
arches his back, grinding his ass against Yoongi's front and feeling something
heavy and thick pocking him. Both of them freeze, the grip on Hoseok's hips
becoming harsher, their chests heaving together and Hoseok wanting nothing more
than for Yoongi to do something with his huge cock.
"Seokie,"
"Hmm?"
"Turn around." Yoongi orders. Hoseok does as he's told, turning his body and
being face to face with Yoongi. The shower rack feels too hot and stuffy
despiet the cold water running down the both of the. Hoseok can't help looking
down, taking in every ince of Yoongi's beautiful thick cock. He wants to run
his hands over the petal soft skin, breathe in Yoongi's manly scent and bury
his face into his brushy pubic hairs.
"You aren't," Yoongi clears his throat and looks down, "you aren't afraid of
it?"
Hoseok blinks once than twice and then laughs. Laughs loudly because Hoseok
isn't afraid of Yoongi's dick. He's obsessedwith it. Yoongi glares at him and
pushes him away, opening his mouth to say something when Hoseok sinks to his
knees and Yoongi is left gaping like a fish. Wide brown eyes staring down at
Hoseok in confusion.
Hoseok pulls Yoongi's wet basketball shorts down, Yoongi lifiting his legs to
help him remove it. They hear the sound of a plop as Hoseok throws the shorts
somewhere over a different shower rack. Hoseok then stares at the emboidment of
all his suffering, of his distractions, at the thing he cannot get out of his
mind. He hears Yoongi gasp and growl at the same time, a hand running over his
wet hair and gripping it carefully. Hoseok takes Yoongi's cock in hand,
admiring it at all its angles.
"Oh shitSeok-ah ... fucking hell ..."
Hoseok's mouth waters at the sight of Yoongi's dick and before the elder can
say another word he leans forward with his lips parted. Hoseok sucks the tip of
his dick, pursing his lips and taking the heavy and thick head around his
mouth. He sighs around it, suckling at it and fluttering his eyes shut when
Yoongi starts massaging his head.
"That's it baby, open up for hyung."
Hoseok's hands find there way to Yoongi's thighs, holding on to them and
reminding him that this is happening. That he's giving Min Yoongi, the
baseketball captain, the guy Hoseok has been crushing for a few months now, a
blow job in the shower racks of the school locker room. Hoseok hopes no one
comes in and interrupts them.
Yoongi's cock is too large to fit in his mouth so he takes one hand to jerk off
the thick shaft. Hoseok hollows his cheeks - something he saw in a porn video -
and moans around the head, listening to the deep growls Yoongi was making and
the way his hands felt gripping his wet curls. Hoseok pops the head from his
lips, leaving kitten licks on the pink slit and licking the shiny pre-come off
it. Yoongi makes a loud gasp at this and tightens his hold on Hoseok's hair
which makes Hoseok do it again.
"I've dreamt about this for so long Seok-ah, wanting your mouth on me for too
long. Such a good boy for your hyung aren't you."
Hoseok is such a kinky shit, his body shivering when he hears the dirty talking
of Yoongi. Turning a red that blooms from his cheeks down to his neck and
chest. Yoongi pulls Hoseok's face away from his dick, the popping sound being
so loud with the water that hits the tiled floor.
"Stand up for me baby." Yoongi helps Hoseok get up, holding his shaking legs
and steadying him. Hoseok smacks his swollen lips and blinks blearily at Yoongi
who coos at him and presses soft kisses all over his face. "So pretty for hyung
aren't you?" Hoseok hums in content, kissing back and letting Yoongi push him
against the wall again. Hoseok runs his hands over Yoongi's back, scratching
him and leaving thin red lines over his back.
Yoongi presses a leg between Hoseok's thighs, kissing him and letting Hoseok
hump his leg. "Hoseokie, go ahead and ride your hyung. I want to make my baby
feel as good as he's made me feel." Yoongi whispers as he bites Hoseok's
earlobe and licks the shell of his ear.
Hoseok mewls and begins to move, the slick of his pre-come and the water
letting his shifting be smooth. "Hyung ... feels good hyung ..."
Yoongi growls and bites on Hoseok shoulder, tugging Hoseok closer to him and
moving his thigh with Hoseok. Hoseok fucked himself on the thigh fast, hips
jerking and gripping Yoongi's back, kissing him and moaning with him. The only
sound in the shower racks being that of Hoseok's cute mewls and Yoongi's deep
growls.
Hoseok's stomach clenches, his balls feeling heavy. His eyes rolled back, the
orgasm inside of him building up so fast with the heat of the room, Yoongi
whispering dirty things he wanted to do with him, the thought of being with
Yoongi completely. It was that fantasy that had Hoseok coming hard. His body
shaking so harshly and his eyes shutting tightly as he came with a high keen.
Yoongi stops his movements, letting Hoseok come back to him after the best
orgasm of his entire life. The water washes off the come that landed on their
stomachs, their breathing loud and still, holding on to each other. Hoseok
whines a bit and moves to better accomadate himself. It's then that he feels
something thick prodding his back and turns to face Yoongi.
"You haven't come yet?" Yoongi shakes his head, his wet bangs falling over his
eyes. Hoseok nods and kisses Yoongi again, then he turns around to face the
wall and pushes his butt onto Yoongi's thick cock.
"It's all yours hyung."
There is a still and silent pause, with Yoongi staring at Hoseok's golden
globes and his hands itching to grab them. Hoseok shakes it and arches his
back, "Hyung?"
Hoseok hears a loud groan and then feels a squeeze. He whimpers and whines,
Yoongi fitting his dick into the cheeks of Hoseok's butt. Hoseok braces himself
on the wall, feeling Yoongi squeeze his butt cheeks and thrusting upwards,
riding his cleft.
"More hyung, please." Hoseok desperatly whines, squeezing his own cheeks.
Yoongi kisses the nape of his neck and starts to go faster, his hands gripping
Hoseok's hips that he knows will leave purple fingerprints tomorrow. Yoongi's
breathing starts to become irregular, his fucking turning into slow and deep
thrusts. Hoseok knows that Yoongi will come soon so Hoseok clenches his ass
cheeks even more around Yoongi's cock. Yoongi's sloppy kisses bruise his neck
and shoulder and then Hoseok feels it. Feels warm and thick, sticky come drip
from the small of his back to his balls.
Yoongi rides his high until his cock goes back to swinging between his legs.
His breath moisting Hoseok's back and his hands hugging Hoseok instead of
gripping. Hoseok smiles to himself and wraps his arms over Yoongi's hands,
turning his head to place a chaste kiss on Yoongi's lips. Yoongi smiles right
back at him.   
"Wow, that was great."
Hoseok giggles and nuzzles his nose against Yoongi's.
"You're still getting punished for not throwing the ball."
End Notes
     I have no fucking clue if guys show off their dicks in the locker
     room but they do here.
     Title comes from "Some Way" by Nav.
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