Jeontugi High School
Ice Skating
That night, I caught Jimin when he had just changed. “Hey, would you like to go do something? I would like to take you out.” I felt nervous, something that wasn’t common for me.
Jimin grinned at me, his chubby cheeks making him look like a chipmunk. “That’d be cool. Do you think it’s allowed, though?”
I shook my head. “No, I don’t. It doesn’t matter to me, though. I like you, and they can go suck it if they think they can keep me from going out with the person I want to.” I smiled at him, holding out my hand. “What do you say?”
Jimin smiled. “I’d like that. Where to?”
I chewed on my lip, thinking. “Do you want to go ice skating?”
He nodded. “Yeah. That sounds like fun.”
“Cool,” I grinned at him. “I guess that means we need to wear tight pants, then.”
Jimin sized me up. “Tight pants would look good on you.”
I rolled my eyes, resisting the urge to kiss him. “I’ll meet you outside in my car, okay?”
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When we got the ice skating rink, I took his hand firmly. This was statement time, and I wasn’t going to take anyone’s shit. Leading Jimin out onto the ice, I pulled him along, rubbing his hand every so often. After about ten minutes of this, I felt him shiver before pulling away. I chuckled, shaking my head. It was nice that I was able to get to him.
When we were leaving the ice skating rink, I noticed some of the guys from the school watching us. I rolled my eyes when the walked over to us.
One of them, a tall senior named Hyuk, smirked at us when he noticed us holding hands. “What the hell? You can get in trouble for that. That’s what they call gay. Homo. Fag…”
I laughed. “Yeah, well, you guys look pretty cozy, yourselves. I guess that would make you gay, too.”
Hyuk glared at me, but he hesitated before retorting. I had hit a nerve. “Fuck no. We’re just friends.”
“Well…we aren’t denying being together, so why should you? I don’t think I know who your friend is, anyway.”
He shook his head firmly. “We’re NOT together, and you have some balls, saying something like that. You shouldn’t admit to it.” He bumped my arm as he was going past. That was a wrong move. Shoving his back, I heard a groan from Jimin.
Hyuk shoved me back hard, so I punched him in the side. I happened to remember that being his weak spot last year. He hissed in pain, making me feel a tiny bit guilty. That disappeared when he took a swing at my head. That started Jimin into our fight, as well as Hyuk’s friend. After a while, I heard a whistle from the rink owner. I rolled my eyes. I had just now almost beat him and he was really going to try and kick my ass tomorrow. Thanks, owner…
Hyuk back off, turning to his friend. “Let’s go,” he mumbled. “See ya, asshole fags.”
The manager looked at me pointedly. “Both of you go. I won’t have fighting in here. You know the rules.”
I smiled at him, wanting to bite his head off. Fuck the fucking rules. I would have to work hard to get out of this one, and it was all because we hadn’t been able to settle it then and there. “Sorry, sir. We’re leaving.”
When we were outside in my car, I smiled at Jimin. “So, now that ice skating is over with, would you like to go get a carton of ice cream and take it back to the room?”
“That sounds good,” he said, then surprised me by kissing me. This turned into making out in the car before we ever left the parking lot.
When we got back to the room, we ate some of the ice cream. It was butter pecan, which was one of my favorites. It was delicious, but not as much as making out with Jimin afterward. I pushed him onto the bed, kissing every piece of available skin. When he removed his shirt, I began sucking on his neck like a vampire. It was satisfying to hear his gasps and moans as I licked and sucked harder.
He glanced at me, shaking his head. I was confused, but he laughed. His eyes were heated. "How rebellious do you feel like being? I feel VERY rebellious," he said, thrusting up against me. He was a tease. "I know I want you, whether it's allowed or not. He began pulling his pants off and I watched him without shame. He was usually cute, but wasn't being cute right now. He was fucking sexy.
As soon as his pants and underwear were off, I kissed him on the inner thigh. I heard him squeak again and arch against me. I began playing with his balls, driving him about as crazy as he was driving me. I licked the base of his cock, then ran my teeth up to the tip. He grabbed the blankets, whimpering. Taking his erect cock into my mouth fully, I began sucking. Drawing my head back, I began bobbing up and down on his cock. His dick felt so good in my mouth and I was painfully hard, myself. It wasn't too long before he came down my throat, and I cried out as my realease shot into my pants. Wow! That had been more amazing than I had been expecting. Pulling my mouth off of his cock, I released it with a pop. After that, I went back to his mouth, giving him a taste of his own cum.
"Yeah, fuck the rules," I panted in his ear. He responded by kissing me again. "I obviously agree."
Jimin grinned at me, his chubby cheeks making him look like a chipmunk. “That’d be cool. Do you think it’s allowed, though?”
I shook my head. “No, I don’t. It doesn’t matter to me, though. I like you, and they can go suck it if they think they can keep me from going out with the person I want to.” I smiled at him, holding out my hand. “What do you say?”
Jimin smiled. “I’d like that. Where to?”
I chewed on my lip, thinking. “Do you want to go ice skating?”
He nodded. “Yeah. That sounds like fun.”
“Cool,” I grinned at him. “I guess that means we need to wear tight pants, then.”
Jimin sized me up. “Tight pants would look good on you.”
I rolled my eyes, resisting the urge to kiss him. “I’ll meet you outside in my car, okay?”
*******************
When we got the ice skating rink, I took his hand firmly. This was statement time, and I wasn’t going to take anyone’s shit. Leading Jimin out onto the ice, I pulled him along, rubbing his hand every so often. After about ten minutes of this, I felt him shiver before pulling away. I chuckled, shaking my head. It was nice that I was able to get to him.
When we were leaving the ice skating rink, I noticed some of the guys from the school watching us. I rolled my eyes when the walked over to us.
One of them, a tall senior named Hyuk, smirked at us when he noticed us holding hands. “What the hell? You can get in trouble for that. That’s what they call gay. Homo. Fag…”
I laughed. “Yeah, well, you guys look pretty cozy, yourselves. I guess that would make you gay, too.”
Hyuk glared at me, but he hesitated before retorting. I had hit a nerve. “Fuck no. We’re just friends.”
“Well…we aren’t denying being together, so why should you? I don’t think I know who your friend is, anyway.”
He shook his head firmly. “We’re NOT together, and you have some balls, saying something like that. You shouldn’t admit to it.” He bumped my arm as he was going past. That was a wrong move. Shoving his back, I heard a groan from Jimin.
Hyuk shoved me back hard, so I punched him in the side. I happened to remember that being his weak spot last year. He hissed in pain, making me feel a tiny bit guilty. That disappeared when he took a swing at my head. That started Jimin into our fight, as well as Hyuk’s friend. After a while, I heard a whistle from the rink owner. I rolled my eyes. I had just now almost beat him and he was really going to try and kick my ass tomorrow. Thanks, owner…
Hyuk back off, turning to his friend. “Let’s go,” he mumbled. “See ya, asshole fags.”
The manager looked at me pointedly. “Both of you go. I won’t have fighting in here. You know the rules.”
I smiled at him, wanting to bite his head off. Fuck the fucking rules. I would have to work hard to get out of this one, and it was all because we hadn’t been able to settle it then and there. “Sorry, sir. We’re leaving.”
When we were outside in my car, I smiled at Jimin. “So, now that ice skating is over with, would you like to go get a carton of ice cream and take it back to the room?”
“That sounds good,” he said, then surprised me by kissing me. This turned into making out in the car before we ever left the parking lot.
When we got back to the room, we ate some of the ice cream. It was butter pecan, which was one of my favorites. It was delicious, but not as much as making out with Jimin afterward. I pushed him onto the bed, kissing every piece of available skin. When he removed his shirt, I began sucking on his neck like a vampire. It was satisfying to hear his gasps and moans as I licked and sucked harder.
He glanced at me, shaking his head. I was confused, but he laughed. His eyes were heated. "How rebellious do you feel like being? I feel VERY rebellious," he said, thrusting up against me. He was a tease. "I know I want you, whether it's allowed or not. He began pulling his pants off and I watched him without shame. He was usually cute, but wasn't being cute right now. He was fucking sexy.
As soon as his pants and underwear were off, I kissed him on the inner thigh. I heard him squeak again and arch against me. I began playing with his balls, driving him about as crazy as he was driving me. I licked the base of his cock, then ran my teeth up to the tip. He grabbed the blankets, whimpering. Taking his erect cock into my mouth fully, I began sucking. Drawing my head back, I began bobbing up and down on his cock. His dick felt so good in my mouth and I was painfully hard, myself. It wasn't too long before he came down my throat, and I cried out as my realease shot into my pants. Wow! That had been more amazing than I had been expecting. Pulling my mouth off of his cock, I released it with a pop. After that, I went back to his mouth, giving him a taste of his own cum.
"Yeah, fuck the rules," I panted in his ear. He responded by kissing me again. "I obviously agree."
Notes
Rated M for sexual situations...
