Oh my god KSHDJSBD I GET PAID TO PEE is truly one of our BEST brainworms ever 😭 right up there with the prostate professor!!!

Omg I just searched our messages and found:

“College AU where he pees for old horny dudes that are into small little twinks so he can pay his tuition. Minho hires him via the app and hannie shows up prepared for yet another wrinkly old man and it’s literally some hot guy 2 years older than him.”

The fact we totally decided that Jisung would pee for Minho for free 🥹 that’s true love right there. Strangers to pee-kinkers to lovers 🥹 I def searched our chat earlier and read through the whole thing. It was delightful. And now we have our “Minho fucks a hamburger and feeds it to Jisung” worm that I will be thinking about this evening jsjdjshdjshd

I love you!!! It has been such a relaxing vacation. I don’t wanna go back to reality LOL but I can keep myself occupied with our silliness whenever I do return.💚💚💚

FUCK FUCK FUCK AHHHH HJDBDJSVSJS okay let’s add to this.

They’re not together. 😏 They got drunk one night. Let’s say they’re college roommates. Best friends. They went out to a house party and stumbled back around 2am.

Minho passed out on the couch. He’s a silly + sleepy drunk. Jisung is a flirty + clingy + horny drunk. It doesn’t help that he’s been harboring a major crush on Minho for a while now.

He’s not thinking logically. There’s no way he could be through his drunken haze. Minho is so pretty. Looks even prettier sleeping so soundly the way he is. His skin flushed and his lips parted slightly as he breathes steadily. Jisung just sits and watches him. He’s a little unsteady, his thoughts are hazy, and he’s getting hard. He just can’t help it. He notices how Minho is wearing shorts that are loose around his thighs. His legs are splayed open, like he just passed out that way. Went boneless. Jisung can see up the hem of his shorts. Can see the way his boxers squeeze around the flesh of his plump upper thighs.

It’s too much. He can’t stop thinking about putting his lips there. About putting them everywhere else. About tasting Minho on his tongue and making him squirm. Making him keen.

He doesn’t think about it. It’s impulse. Jisung breaks. He not-so-carefully tugs Minho’s shorts and boxers off, throws his legs over his shoulders, squeezes his inner thighs, pries his legs open, dives in immediately. Eats him out so fucking desperately. It’s so wet and messy and Jisung is moaning as he thrusts his tongue inside as far as it will reach. He never considers the implications. Never thinks Minho might wake up or what he might think. Doesn’t really have the consciousness to care.

But when Minho does eventually jostle awake, he gasps. He moans so immediately. His head is still spinning from the alcohol, but now he’s trembling as his orgasm rips through him. Hes crying out, he’s thrashing around, but Jisung holds him still. Squeezes his legs soooo tightly. Leaves behind bruises. Doesn’t stop when Minho starts sobbing. Tells him it’s too much. “Oh god Jisung it’s too much it’s too much it’s somuchsomuchohfuckpleaseohgod” and he’s trying to wiggle away but Jisung is in such a trance. He finally took his chance. He’s finally tasting Minho. He finally has him. God he wants to fuck him. He’s has to fuck him or he’s going to go insane.

So he drops Minho back to the couch as he unzips his pants, shoves them to his knees as quickly as he can manage. And Minho doesn’t move. Probably can’t, really. He’s so bogged down by the alcohol and the pleasure that he’s boneless. His chest heaving.

Jisung bumps his cock against Minho’s wet hole and Minho gasps. Wiggles his hips involuntarily. Jisung has no idea how out of it he really is, but he’s pretty out of it himself. So it’s not like he has the forethought to stop before pressing in. Or even to stop and let Minho adjust. Or to listen when Minho groans in a way that could mean either pleasure or pain, but likely a bit of both.

Instead he pounds into him at full force, taking everything he’s ever wanted. Holding his hips tightly, tugging him onto his cock in time with his thrusts, babbling about how fucking good he feels. How tight and warm and wet he is inside. How he’s squeezing around him, making him cum so fucking hard, how he’s milking his cock, how he’s so fucking perfect. “Fuck Minho. Oh god Minho you’re so fucking perfect. Holy shit you feel so fucking good.” And Minho is moaning. Panting. Crying out. He’s overstimulated. He’s trembling. He’s cumming pathetically against his stomach for the second time, barely adding to the mess already there.

And then they sleep. Right there on the couch covered in cum and sweat and, perhaps, regret? But they’ll think about that in the morning. 😌

(Spoiler: they won’t regret it!!! They’re both down bad!!!!)

Fuck and you had to drag me into this with you mmmmnnngggg thanks hyungie

Because now im seeing a little bit younger version of himself showing up and current him getting so entranced by his hands…how pretty and soft they look and how prominent the veins are.

And he wants to put them in his mouth. So he does. And younger him is kinda shy about it. Really sensitive to the sensation of his older self’s tongue roaming over his skin. Never thought something like that would…feel good.

And older Minho is loving it. Completely fixated on tracing the veins with his tongue and sucking lightly just to see younger Minho’s eyes widen and that blush deepen on his cheeks.

Then older Minho loses himself a bit. Starts nibbling on the pad of his pointer finger. Young Minho groans…he can’t keep it in anymore. He curses under his breath. He’s getting hard and it’s surprising to them both. But older Minho just smirks, digs a tooth in harder until it leaves an indent. Pulls his finger out of his mouth to examine it. How red it is. How it slowly returns to normal. And he decides he wants to make it stick.

So he digs his tooth in even harder and younger Minho gasps, curses under his breath, presses his palm against his cock as the skin of his fingertip breaks and a small bit of blood converges to the surface.

Older Minho can hardly believe how fucking beautiful the deep red looks against his pale skin. He feels absolute bloodlust. He can’t keep himself from wrapping his lips around it and sucking. Tasting the iron on his tongue. Moaning as he shoves 2 fingers deep into the back of his throat, reaching down to pull his own cock out and stroke it, eyes rolling back into his head as he pulls more blood from his younger self’s finger

HEY SO I BLACKED OUT HERE HAHAHAHAHAH

How is it ever going, huh?

I'm stuck in a prison. A constant loop of minthigh. Plump jiggly delicious minthigh. I'm salivating, plants. Is that what you wanted to hear??? I'm sure it was. I'm sure you were HOPING I'd have a fucking meltdown when you sent this and good for you!!! You got your way!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

God now I'm thinking about Jisung kneeling between his legs, spreading them open, sucking marks all along his inner thighs and chuckling against the trembling flesh as Minho gasps and whines. Ugh Jisung just wants to see the skin all red and marked but it isn't enough so he starts slapping them right where he just left his marks. And Minho is cursing and writhing and just telling Jisung to fuck him already. DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. Jisung tells him he is doing something. He's marveling at how quickly his skin heats up with every impact. How his cock twitches when he inflicts pain. What a pretty pain slut he makes perched on the couch. Taking it. And Minho tries to squeeze his legs together when it starts to get too overwhelming, but Jisung won't let him. Forces his legs to stay open with his hands on his inner thighs. Squeezing them just to watch the bright red flesh bulge between his fingers. Groans at the sight of it jiggling when he slaps his palm against it again.

Okay I'm gonna have to stop right there holyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy