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Jeongguk hummed under his breath, hopping around his apartment— dressed in nothing but a sheer white dress shirt and a pair of lace panties. He went around fixing his fake plants, making sure everything was in order and that his bed had been nicely made. Jeongguk grinned to himself, standing in front of his huge vanity mirror and applying a layer of his favorite peach lip gloss.
He couldn’t wait to be fucked.
Today, it was with Taehyung. Or maybe it was Seokjin? Namjoon maybe?
Jeongguk shook his head, he’d just seen Seokjin the other night so it couldn’t be him. It was probably Taehyung— the older boy was always eager to see Jeongguk, opting to stay over after having sex to play video games together.
Namjoon was a bit on the shyer side when it came to intimacy, not usually one to ask but he’d always come through whenever Jeongguk called.
The doorbell rang and the younger boy shot up, practically buzzing with excitement. He’ll just have to make his best guess and find out who’s on the other side of the door.
But as Jeongguk approached the hallway, he could hear multiple voices outside arguing. He tilted his head in confusion, maybe it wasn’t someone he knew or maybe it wasn’t for him.
Just as he was about to take a peek into the peephole, the boy’s phone rang and Jeongguk reached into his pocket to answer it, “Hello?”
It was Taehyung but his voice seemed closer than usual, rough baritone clear through the speakers, “ Jeonggukie, hey! I’m outside—“
And that was all Jeongguk needed before he was swinging his front door open, phone still clutched to his ear. He had expected to see just the older boy on his doorstep, with his usual messy hair and boxy grin, but instead he was met with all three boys— all three of his fuckbuddies .
Taehyung, Seokjin, and , Namjoon.
Jeongguk froze. He stood there, looking at the boys with wide eyes and his mouth open, gaping like a fish but no words were coming out.
They stared right back at him.
And then the younger boy did the only thing he could think of— he turned around and slammed the door on their faces. Once it was completely shut, Jeongguk slid down the door and tucked his knees to his chest, one hand rubbing at his face in embarrassment.
He forgot that Taehyung was still on the phone, he hadn’t hung up the call yet, “ Jeonggukie! It’s.. okay! Just open the door.. please?”
Somewhere in the back, Jeongguk could hear Seokjin’s voice, “ Jeon Jeongguk, I don’t know what’s going on or who these guys are, but open this door right now! I’m your hyung for God’s sake!”
Begrudgingly, Jeongguk stood up. He opened the door as slowly as possible, curiously peeking his face through the crack. And oh God, it was just as bad as the first time.
The younger boy was practically naked, he didn’t have any pants on and the white dress shirt he wore was close to transparent. Jeongguk was pretty sure that he had stolen it from Namjoon too.
He waved at the boys awkwardly, “Hi..”
Taehyung’s eyebrows twitched and Jeongguk could tell he wasn’t having it. He looked down at the younger boy, his voice low, “Just hi?”
Standing off to the side, Namjoon spoke shyly, “Can someone please explain what’s going on? Why are we all here?”
“Yeah, honey, why don’t you tell us?”
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Jeongguk admittedly slept with Taehyung the most, they were best friends and the younger boy found him to be the closest thing he could call home.
They had met at a frat party, Jeongguk was still just some baby freshman and Taehyung was one of the cooler upperclassmen. Somehow the two boys had ended up in the closet for seven minutes in heaven but those few minutes had turned into something else and before he knew it, Jeongguk had lost his virginity to the hottest guy he’d ever seen.
But losing your virginity in someone else’s room whilst half drunk wasn’t exactly the best way for it to happen and it certainly wasn’t what Jeongguk had in mind. And when Taehyung had found out, he cried, fat tears rolling down his sun kissed cheeks— “I just stole your fucking v-card, Ggukie! Why aren’t you mad at me, it could’ve been so much better, would’ve treated you like a princess..”
Jeongguk had laughed it off, “Tae, stop. Sure, losing my virginity at a party wasn’t the greatest, but if anything— I’m glad it was with you.”
But the older boy was resilient and he wouldn’t give up on the topic. Jeongguk had come home one night to find that his room had been illuminated by a countless amount of candles and his bed covered by a billion rose petals. Taehyung had popped out from behind his curtains, naked, clutching at his head after banging it against the window on accident, “Surprise, Ggukie! We’re redoing your virginity loss and it’s gonna be a hundred times better this time, I swear.”
They had been best friends ever since.
Taehyung had been the one to show him just how pleasurable sex could be. Jeongguk was shy, he hadn’t had much experience prior to the older boy, but it was through Taehyung that Jeongguk figured out what he truly liked and disliked in bed. He had introduced Jeongguk to newfound kinks that he‘d never, in a million years, thought he’d enjoy but had actually ended up loving.
As Jeongguk got more comfortable indulging in new things, Taehyung was the first person he’d call whenever he saw something remotely interesting in the porn he watched. He knew how experimental the latter was and it was comforting to know that they could test new kinks out together.
Cock stepping, choking, exhibitionism, and piss play were a few favorites of the older boy. Jeongguk was convinced Taehyung was also very into power play, no matter how much the latter disagreed, “I’m not some brute, Jeonggukie.”
Finals week was when Jeongguk needed Taehyung the most, calling him up whenever he was feeling particularly stressed or antsy— the older claimed that the best form of relief was through sex.
And Kim Taehyung was an absolute animal in bed. He knew just how to hit all of the right spots, knew how to make Jeongguk melt with only his tongue and fingers, and he’d always make sure the younger boy came at least three times in the time they’d spend together. Taehyung was a giver and Jeongguk would gladly take all that the older boy had to offer.
He was the perfect go-to for whenever Jeongguk was feeling ridiculously horny and just wanted to be fucked for days on end because Taehyung was always up for some killer marathon sex.
But Taehyung was wild, he loved to tease Jeongguk whenever and wherever. In a public park, at the movie theaters, to Yoongi’s couch on Saturday game night.
And that led them to this exact moment— Jeongguk blowing Taehyung in the backseat of the older boy’s car, in the middle of the goddamn student parking lot.
If anyone asked, it was not Jeongguk’s fault. He had pure intentions only, dragging Taehyung to the campus library in hopes of learning a thing or two about biochemistry because he’d slept through all of his lectures. Taehyung was the one who wouldn’t stop touching him under the table, teasing fingers tracing Jeongguk’s semi hard cock through his pants.
Fifteen minutes into the lesson and Jeongguk had dragged Taehyung out of the library by the wrist, angry pout on his lips. The older boy had a lazy smirk on his face, shiny glint in his eyes as he followed closely behind.
Hence why they were now in the car.
“We’re g-gonna get caught, h-hyung!”
Taehyung only grinned, coaxing the younger boy’s pretty lips back onto his cock, “Everyone’s in class, babe. And my windows are tinted.”
Jeongguk rolled his eyes but he took Taehyung deeper, scraping the head of his cock with his teeth just the tiniest bit for good measure. The older boy was just so annoyingly cocky.
Groaning, Taehyung laced his fingers through Jeongguk’s silky black hair, tugging at the strands in warning, “Be a good boy for me, doll. Hyung will reward you.”
The pet name made Jeongguk keen, wrapping his hands around the base of Taehyung’s cock, too big for him to take all of it into his mouth. He suckled at the tip teasingly, glancing up at the older boy with teary doe eyes. It was a bit of an awkward position, Jeongguk with his ass up towards the door and face pressed in Taehyung’s lap.
“Taking me so well, doll. You love it, don’t you? Choking on my cock like a little slut.”
Jeongguk whined as Taehyung thrust upwards, large cock hitting the back of his throat. He could feel the older boy’s hands on him, tugging his pants down and massaging at his ass cheeks. Jeongguk squeaked as Taehyung spread him open, exposing his little hole.
“You’ve got such a pretty ass, Ggukie,” Taehyung chuckled, rubbing a dry finger against his perineum. The younger boy squirmed, mouth full of cock as he tried to look back at what Taehyung was doing.
Taehyung pulled his cock from Jeongguk’s mouth, rubbing the head against the boy’s soft cheeks, little bit of pre cum stained on his swollen red lips.
“So cute, Guk-ah. My pretty little baby. You want this cock, hm? What will you do for it?”
Jeongguk whimpered, pink tongue darting out to lick at the head instinctively but Taehyung pulled his cock away, shoving a few fingers into the younger boy’s mouth instead, “Suck.”
He did so, obediently suckling on Taehyung’s middle and index fingers like they were his favorite flavored lollipop. The older boy groaned, hazy eyes trained on Jeongguk’s pretty fucked out face, his cheeks hot under Taehyung’s gaze. He looked like an absolute sin, all draped over Taehyung’s lap, ready to be taken in broad daylight.
When Taehyung felt that his fingers were wet enough, he slipped them out of Jeongguk’s mouth and ignored the boy’s petulant pout. Jeongguk rested on his arms, leaning forward as he continued to wait for whatever Taehyung had in mind.
But the older boy was teasingly slow, large hands tickling at his inner thighs and running up and down his sides. Jeongguk rolled his eyes, shaking his ass in annoyance, “H-hurry up, Tae! T-the bell’s gonna ring soon.”
Taehyung laughed, deep voice ringing through the car like he hadn’t a care in the world. He smacked at Jeongguk’s ass cheek, watching the perky flesh turn the slightest bit pink before he slowly inserted his index finger into the boy’s tight hole. “Patience, doll. Good things come with time.”
“Tae, if you don’t shut the fuck—“
Without warning, Taehyung slid another two fingers in, hitting the boy’s prostate immediately. Jeongguk gasped, back arching beautifully as Taehyung began to fuck into him with three fingers.
“So fucking whiny, babe. Always gotta shove something up your tight little asshole to get you to be quiet. Does it feel good, Ggukie?”
Jeongguk drooled, too fucked out to respond properly as he tried grinding back onto Taehyung’s fingers, wanting them deeper inside him. But the older boy was relentless, stilling his movements and ignoring Jeongguk’s little cries, “Answer me, babe.”
“F-feels good! Feels so good, d-daddy! D-don’t stop, p-please don’t stop!”
Taehyung grinned at the name, using his other hand to pull Jeongguk’s face forward, leaning down to press a wet kiss to the latter’s lips.
“That’s my baby.”
Jeongguk’s eyes widened as he spotted the first signs of people beginning to appear across the street from where the lot was. He whimpered, Taehyung’s fingers still deep in his ass, “D-daddy..”
Taehyung pulled his fingers out and patted at the boy’s ass softly, jostling him around until Jeongguk was sitting on his lap. The younger boy blushed as more people began to mill out, wrapping his arms around Taehyung’s neck and pressing his face into his shoulder.
Taehyung shushed him, large hands running up and down his sides soothingly, “Ignore them, Ggukie. They can’t see you, I promise.”
He lifted the boy’s head gently, looking into Jeongguk’s panicked eyes and leaning forward to press soft kisses against his flushed skin, “Do you wanna go home, baby? Could always fuck you in bed.”
Jeongguk’s closed his eyes and just allowed himself to feel Taehyung. He felt the older boy’s plush lips on his skin, large hands on his waist, and his hard cock under him. Jeongguk’s own cock was hard and straining against his belly. The younger boy instinctively thrusted forward, rubbing his little cock onto Taehyung’s black Thrasher hoodie.
The fabric felt so good against his sensitive cock that he did it again and again. Jeongguk lost himself in the feeling , forgetting that he was in the middle of an open parking lot. He opened his eyes and saw Taehyung staring at him with want, sweat beginning to build on his forehead as he watched Jeongguk practically bounce on his cock.
Jeongguk shook his head, continuing to hump against the older boy, little moans slipping through his lips, “N-no, don’t wanna go home. Just fuck me. F-fuck me, daddy, please.”
And who was Taehyung to say no?
He lifted Jeongguk up slightly and positioned his cock to the boy’s wet hole, dropping him inch by inch until he was all the way inside. Jeongguk let out a breathy whine as Taehyung bottomed out fully, “D-daddy.. feel so full!”
Taehyung grinned, hands splayed over Jeongguk’s asscheeks as the younger boy began to bounce, “So fucking tight, babe. Tightest little pussy I’ve ever had, you’re so good for me, Ggukie.”
Little whimpers fell from Jeongguk’s lips as Taehyung’s cock rubbed up against his prostate repeatedly, “L-love daddy’s cock.”
The older boy sucked a bruise on Jeongguk’s clavicle, marking him up with pretty blues and purple. He smirked against the broken skin and grabbed Jeongguk’s hips, thrusting upwards roughly, making the younger gasp, pink mouth falling open, “D-daddy!”
Taehyung continued to thrust up into the boy and Jeongguk was sure people from outside could see the car shaking. The thought made his little cock even harder, bouncing against his tummy as Taehyung continued to fuck into him. The windows around them had begun to fog up from perspiration and the only noises that could be heard were Jeongguk’s breathy whimpers and Taehyung’s low groans.
“A-ah, ah, ‘m gonna cum! D-daddy, I’m gonna cum!”
Taehyung leaned down to attach their lips together, nipping at the younger boy’s tongue playfully, “Me too, Ggukie. ‘m gonna cum soon.”
Jeongguk whimpered as he came all over Taehyung’s hoodie, red blush covering his cheeks as some of the white splattered against the orange flames on the fabric. Taehyung came quickly after, panting into Jeongguk’s neck and filling the boy up with hot cum.
He stayed in him for a few minutes, cock softening before pulling out and slapping Jeongguk’s ass— the younger boy had almost fallen asleep on Taehyung’s cock.
“Ggukie, could you reach behind you into the glove compartment? I’ve got some tissues.”
Jeongguk nodded sleepily, grabbing the tissues and crawling off of Taehyung’s lap and collapsing onto the seat beside him. Taehyung laughed, pinching at the younger boy’s nipples through his shirt, “Try not to get any cum on my leather seats, babe.”
“Fuck off, Tae.”
Taehyung pouted, “That’s no way to speak to the guy who just made you cum.”
The younger boy threw him a glare as he cleaned the cum from his inner thighs, sliding his jeans back on and rummaging Taehyung’s car for a bottle of water.
“Ah, I forgot how much of a pillow princess you are. Should’ve eaten you out, hm, baby?”
“Tae!”
Taehyung laughed, “Just kidding, Ggukie. This was fun though, wasn’t it?”
He wrinkled his nose at the drying cum on his hoodie before pulling it off, exposing his broad honey shoulders, “This is gonna be such a bitch to get out..”
Jeongguk blushed, leaning over the seat to reach into Taehyung’s trunk, grabbing a random button up shirt and throwing it at him, “Put this on and drive me home.”
“Sure thing, babe.”
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Then there was Kim Seokjin.
He was president of the drama club and captain of the tennis team and he also volunteered at the local food bank on weekends. And Seokjin also had the face of a god, not to mention stunning body proportions.
Legend has it that his family owns half of Seoul, but somehow Seokjin still had a job as a barista at the coffee shop right across from Jeongguk’s dorm. He had seen him through the window one night and Jeongguk had bustled into the shop and ordered the first drink he saw on the menu— plain black coffee, something that Jeongguk detested.
Seokjin had taken one look at Jeongguk’s babyish face and wide doe eyes and made him a hot chocolate with extra whipped cream. The younger boy truly had no idea how they ended up in Seokjin’s fancy apartment, but he did know that he enjoyed the feeling of expensive silk under his fingertips as the older male pounded into him.
There was something about Kim Seokjin that Jeongguk adored. Maybe it had something to do with how much the younger boy enjoyed being taken care of. He loved being babied, sue him. But Seokjin was just so broad and whenever Jeongguk would stay the night, he’d always let him being the little spoon.
Something about Seokjin made Jeongguk feel tiny and he loved it.
And now as he stood in Seokjin’s kitchen, waiting for the older male to finish showering, he decided to whip up some honey pancakes with strawberries and fresh whipped cream. Yeah, it was nearing midnight but Jeongguk was bored and he craved something sweet.
Seokjin had also teased him earlier, saying that Jeongguk probably couldn’t cook to save his life, to which the younger boy had scowled and replied with a petulant, “ I’ll have you know, hyung, I can make an amazing Nutella and banana sandwich.”
The barista had laughed, smacking Jeongguk’s ass on the way towards his bathroom for a hot shower, “I’m sure you can, Koo.”
Jeongguk had stood there, his mouth agape as he watched Seokjin go. He had always been a little bit more on the competitive side.
Maybe the whole pancake business didn’t turn out as well as Jeongguk would’ve liked. They were a little oddly shaped and maybe the middle wasn’t all the way cooked through, but Jeongguk figured if he covered that part up with lots of strawberries and cream, it’d be fine, right?
It had to be fine.
Jeongguk pouted sadly as he cut up the strawberries, accidentally slicing his finger and yelping in surprise.
Somewhere from the bathroom, Seokjin called out, “Koo? Are you okay out there, what happened?”
The younger boy panicked, sticking his finger under hot water, “Don’t come out yet, hyung, they’re not ready!”
Jeongguk examined the cut, it had already stopped bleeding and he was sure it’d be fine if he remembered to put on a bandaid later. He finished chopping up the strawberries and layered them onto the pancakes in a pretty design. Jeongguk quickly grabbed Seokjin’s container of Cool Whip from the fridge and plopped some into a bowl to make it look like he had whipped it up himself.
He giggled, everything was looking pretty good so far, now that the fruit had covered up most of the imperfections. Jeongguk placed a dollop of cream in the center, pink tongue sticking out in concentration.
The younger boy hadn’t even noticed that Seokjin had come out of the shower until he felt two strong arms wrap around his waist, the fresh scent of citrus and vanilla filling his nostrils. Seokjin had stolen one of the strawberries and popped it into his mouth, eyes crinkling at the corners as his grinned, “These look great, Koo.”
Jeongguk blushed, it’d been nearly a year since they started hooking up but somehow Seokjin’s compliments still made his stomach flutter with butterflies. Kim Seokjin was his most handsome hyung after all.
“Try them!”
And Seokjin did, shoving a good forkful into his mouth, strawberries and all. His face scrunched up, turning sour as he swallowed the cake down, “Koo, did you just try to poison me?”
Jeongguk eyes widened, snatching the fork from Seokjin and tasting the pancakes for himself, “I-I..”
What the fuck?
So maybe the younger boy had accidentally swapped out the sugar for salt, but how was he supposed to know when they both looked the exact same?
Jeongguk pouted, face heating up as he plopped a few strawberries into his mouth to wash away the taste. He turned around in Seokjin’s grip, burying his face into the older boy’s neck and whined, “Hyung… this is a disaster.”
Seokjin laughed, “It’s the thought that counts, honey,” He leaned down, lips close to Jeongguk’s ear, “Can I fuck you now, Koo? Seeing you try so hard for me is cute. Just wanna please your hyung, don’t you?”
The younger boy frowned, looking over the messy countertop, “What about my pancakes?”
But Seokjin was already pulling Jeongguk out of the kitchen, grabbing the bowl of whipped cream along the way and leading him down into his bedroom, “I think I’d rather eat something else. You taste just as sweet.”
Jeongguk ended up being propped against some of Seokjin’s pillows with the older boy in between his legs, practically worshipping his body. There were dollops of cream running along his chest and down his toned abs, Jeongguk shivering when Seokjin’s plump lips came intact with his cool skin. The barista would lick up the cream, starting right above Jeongguk’s cock and nipping little bruises against his soft skin as he made his way up to the younger boy’s lips.
“A-ah, hyung!”
Seokjin broke the cream trail, wrapping his lips around one of Jeongguk’s nipples and tweaking the other with his free hand. He bit at the nub teasingly, relishing in the younger boy’s pained yelp, “Sorry, honey. Just love how sensitive you are, pretty little baby.”
He resumed sucking the rest of the whipped cream off of Jeongguk’s body, lustful eyes trained on the boy’s blushing face, “You’re such a cutie, Koo.”
Jeongguk whined, wrapping his arms around Seokjin’s neck and pulling him down for a heated kiss. The older boy moaned lowly, pushing Jeongguk’s legs open and grinding their cocks together.
“P-please fuck me, hyung! N-need you..”
Seokjin gave him a wolfish grin, grabbing lube from the nightstand next to him and slicking up two fingers, “Too bad there isn’t any more whipped cream. Could’ve fucked you with it and eaten it out of your little hole after. Sweet little Kookie, my favorite dessert."
The younger boy blushed madly, kicking his legs at Seokjin in an attempt to get him to hurry up, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me—“
Jeongguk ended up with his slim legs thrown over Seokjin’s broad shoulders as the older boy pounded into him, little uh’s slipping out of his mouth. Everything about Seokjin was massive, dwarfing Jeongguk completely as he fucked into him repeatedly, muscles tense with each thrust.
“Gotta be quiet honey, don’t want another noise complaint, Koo.”
Jeongguk’s eyes were glassy, drool spilling out the corner of his lips as Seokjin continued to abuse his prostate, “C-can’t help it, hyung. F-feels so good.”
Seokjin groaned, hitching Jeongguk’s legs up even farther, drilling into him hard and fast until the bedpost was slamming into the wall repeatedly.
“A-ah, hyung, y-you’re just as bad. G-gonna break the bed!”
The older boy grinned, plush lips pressed against Jeongguk’s neck— the younger boy still tasted faintly like sweet whipped cream, “The only thing I’m breaking tonight is your cute little asshole, honey. So fucking tight around me, Koo.”
Jeongguk whimpered, raking his nails down Seokjin’s broad back, leaving angry red marks.
He could feel the older boy’s cock so deep in him, he swore his tummy was bulging the tiniest bit from how large Seokjin was. Jeongguk pressed his hand against his lower stomach, gasping, “C-can feel you here, hyung. Y-your cock belongs in me!”
Seokjin leaned down, panting against the younger boy’s ear, sweat dripping from his bangs, “Gonna cum for me, Koo? Be a good boy and cum?”
He grabbed Jeongguk’s cock, moving his hand up and down to match the pace of his hard thrusts. Jeongguk shivered, mouth falling open as he came all over Seokjin’s hand and his stomach, closing his eyes and relishing the white heat that washed over him.
“Ah, h-hyung, cum in me?”
Seokjin could never say no to Jeongguk’s puppy eyes, his rosy lips pulled into a pout as he let himself be used. The older boy groaned, strong arms trapping Jeongguk in as he leaned down to kiss him. Seokjin swallowed the boy’s moans as he came deep inside, painting Jeongguk’s inner walls white, large cock nudged right up against his prostate.
They were both out of breath when Seokjin pulled out gently, crinkling his nose at how Jeongguk was somehow already falling asleep with dried cum on his stomach. He tickled the boy, running his fingers up and down his sides in an attempt to wake him but Jeongguk kicked at him in retaliation, “I-i’m sleepy, hyung..”
Seokjin smiled softly, “I know, honey, but we gotta clean up. C’mon, get up and I’ll run you a bath, Koo.”
“Carry me?”
And that’s how he ended up carrying Jeongguk bridal style, the latter tucking his face into Seokjin’s shoulder, waiting for the bath water to heat up.
Seokjin threw in a bath bomb and his favorite oils, placing the boy into the water gently and slipping in beside him. He washed Jeongguk’s body for him, scrubbing him down with a warm washcloth and making sure any remains of cum and whipped cream were gone.
When Jeongguk was all clean and washed up, Seokjin dressed him in a pair of fresh cotton pajamas. They brushed their teeth together, the older boy making funny faces in the mirror and nearly making Jeongguk choke on toothpaste.
And right before heading off to bed, Seokjin wrapped a bandage around Jeongguk’s cut finger, looking at the boy curiously, “Why didn’t you tell me you cut yourself? Did it happen when you were making the pancakes?”
Jeongguk blushed, eyes downcast as he fiddled with the bandaid, “Ah, hyung, I completely forgot about it, it’s such a tiny cut.”
Seokjin frowned, “Might have to bubble wrap all the knives whenever you come over,” He rolled over to shut the lamp off, room taken over in complete darkness as he spoke, “How about I show you what real pancakes taste like tomorrow morning?”
“I’d love that, hyung.”
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Kim Namjoon.
Resident goody two shoes with a knack for public speaking and surprisingly, underground rapping. He was an avid animal lover and a friend to all and he probably had the biggest heart in the entire world.
Jeongguk had gotten really lucky with him.
The first time he met Namjoon, the older boy had pastel purple hair and the deepest set of dimples Jeongguk had ever seen. He had stepped into a philosophy class that he didn’t even sign up for and Namjoon was there, shoving the class syllabus into his hand a smiling, “Hi, I’m Kim Namjoon and I’m gonna be your TA this year! Please treat me well.”
Jeongguk had promptly burst into tears on the first day, the professor was such an asshole— dropping a pop quiz and expecting the whole class to know who Friedrich Nietzsche was.
Namjoon had looked at him with worried eyes, going up to the younger boy after class and offering to tutor him on the weekends.
Somehow tutoring turned into something else and that’s when the fun really began.
Jeongguk, undoubtedly, had a bit of mean streak in him. He was a brat with a smart mouth and he could be a bit selfish at times, knew how good he was at practically everything and anything. He’d always use that to his advantage.
This little streak never really peeked through, however, with neither Taehyung or Seokjin— both males were twice as mean as him and would bend him over their laps the second Jeongguk talked back.
But sometimes, the younger boy wanted to take control too. He didn’t mean that he wanted to go and top someone for the sake of domming, he’d done it before and it wasn’t all that enjoyable— Jeongguk was a taker afterall, a self-proclaimed pillow princess.
Still though, sometimes Jeongguk just wanted to be the one to make someone beg, wanted to use someone until they were spent and crying. He wanted to fuck himself on a big cock, bouncing on it over and over again like a toy.
Namjoon was perfect.
And it’s not like Jeongguk had forced the older boy into submission or anything, it had actually been the complete opposite. The first time they fucked, Jeongguk had told Namjoon to use him however he pleased.
It had been a little awkward— Namjoon wasn’t good without instruction and he treated Jeongguk like a fragile glass doll. Needless to say, the younger boy has never had more gentle sex before.
It was fun, a little on the vanilla side , but still fun nonetheless.
But Namjoon had such a big cock, and he really hadn’t used it to its full potential. And Jeongguk needed that to change.
The next time they fucked, Jeongguk had gotten bored halfway through. Namjoon was bigger than him, sure, but the younger boy had done cheerleading in highschool and he was just about the fittest male on campus. He easily flipped Namjoon around and got on top of him, straddling his waist and trapping him under his thick thighs.
Jeongguk had rolled his eyes and sneered down at the boy, “If I wanted to do all the work, I would’ve just fucked myself on a dildo, Joonie.”
Namjoon had been shocked, the pretty boy with big moon eyes and cute bunny smile was on top of him— in complete control, head thrown back, bouncing on his cock and using him like a toy. It was kind of hot, really.
They had talked about it afterwards and Namjoon admitted that that had been his most intense orgasm ever. Jeongguk beamed, asking him if he liked it like that, with the younger boy in control. Namjoon had nodded his head unsurely, “It felt.. good. I liked it a lot, Kookie.”
The rest was history.
Jeongguk liked how soft Namjoon was, a giant teddy bear who was always up for whatever the younger boy wanted. He even allowed Jeongguk to paint his nails and make little space buns out of his lilac hair.
And now, he had a naked Namjoon sitting criss-crossed on the center of his huge bed, the older boy’s hands tied behind his back with a pretty pink ribbon. Jeongguk was on top of him, sitting on his lap and humming Ice Cream Cake by Red Velvet . He patted lavender glitter along the high points of Namjoon’s cheekbones and placed the tiniest bit on the center of his eyelids.
Pretty.
The purple matched Namjoon’s hair perfectly.
The younger boy giggled, “Turn your head, Joonie! The glitter is holographic, I wanna see it change colors!”
Namjoon was obedient, his warm brown eyes fond as he watched the younger boy light up excitedly, fingers reaching up to touch at the glitter softly.
“Ah, hyungie, you look so pretty!”
The older boy blushed, ducking his head shyly, “I think you’re prettier, Kookie.”
Jeongguk‘s eyes crinkled up, lips stretching into a wide smile. He sprinkled a little bit of glitter over Namjoon’s chest, tiny iridescent sparkles reflecting off of his defined pectorals. The younger boy’s voice came out breathy, running his fingers over Namjoon’s glittering skin, “W-wow.”
Namjoon flushed pink, eyes fluttering shut as Jeongguk toyed with his nipples and rocking forward at the same time, cock rubbing against the older boy’s naked skin, “Pretty hyungie.”
He whimpered, the pressure of Jeongguk’s plush ass pressed against his crotch was too much. Namjoon’s hands were still tied behind his back and he was growing more distressed with each second, not being able to touch the pretty boy on his lap, “K-kookie.. let me touch you, please.”
Jeongguk’s eyes were filled with mirth, giggling breathlessly as he rubbed his ass playfully against Namjoon’s hardening cock, “I don’t know, hyungie.. Can you be good for me?”
The pastel hair colored boy nodded eagerly, lilac hair falling into his eyes, “Wanna touch Kookie..”
“Ask nicely.”
Namjoon’s hips stuttered, thrusting upwards on accident when his hard cock rubbed against Jeongguk’s wet hole, nearly slipping inside from how loose it was, “A-ah, please!”
Jeongguk leaned down, face centimeters away from the older boy’s, “Fingered myself this morning thinking about you, hyungie. Thought about you fucking me nice and slow with your fat cock.”
He giggled lightly, “But you know what, Joonie? Your big ol’ cock’s useless if you can’t even use it properly. Hyungie’s no better than a silicon dildo, huh?”
Namjoon’s eyes filled up with tears, spilling over and mixing with the glitter on his cheeks. He shook his head petulantly, “N-nuh, that’s not true.. Joonie’s a g-good boy! Wanna make Kookie feel good! ‘m not a toy..”
“Oh?”
Jeongguk tilted his head, condescending tone dripping with honey, “You’re a good boy, huh? Not a toy, Joonie? Then why can’t you fuck me properly, huh?”
The younger boy grabbed Namjoon’s cock, rubbing his thumb against the slit harshly, making the latter yelp, “It’s such a shame, hyungie. You’ve got such a nice cock, one of the biggest I’ve ever seen! But it’s too bad.. you don’t even know how to use it.”
“That’s what makes you a toy, Joonie.”
Namjoon buckled in Jeongguk’s grip, head falling onto the younger boy’s shoulder, broken cry spilling from his lips, “I- That’s not true.. not true, not true, not true! ‘m a good boy, I-I promise. Can fuck Kookie well, make him feel the best in the world! p-please..”
Jeongguk’s resolve crumpled a bit, reaching up and wiping the tears from the older boy’s eyes. He tilted his chin up and pressed a sweet kiss to Namjoon’s lips, “Ah, don’t cry, hyungie. Show Kookie how good you can be.”
“W-will Kookie untie me?”
The younger boy pouted, “W-wanna ride you for a bit, Joonie. Can I, hyungie? Wanna fuck myself on your fat cock.”
Namjoon nodded unsurely, let himself be pushed against the headboard, his long legs stretching out across the bed. He moaned wantonly when Jeongguk settled on top of him, dropping himself onto the older boy’s cock, the slide easy and wet, “A-ah, Jeongguk!”
Jeongguk whined, wrapping his arms loosely around Namjoon’s neck and bouncing on his cock eagerly, “F-feels so good inside of me, Joonie! Cock’s so big..”
The older boy was helpless, hands still bound behind his back. The ribbon had begun to chafe at Namjoon’s wrist from his constant tugging in hopes that it’d unravel magically, “K-kookie..”
Namjoon thrusted his hips up instinctively when Jeongguk had begun to pull at his nipples again, the stimulation too much— from the younger boy’s tight heat sucking him in and his nimble fingers toying with his sensitive nubs.
He could feel his orgasm fast approaching and he whimpered, knowing he’d disappoint the younger boy if he came this quickly, “J-Joonie wants to cum.. K-kookie, please!”
Jeonguk looked annoyed, stilling his movement and furrowing his eyebrows. He pressed his hands against Namjoon’s full chest, tone filled with disappointment, “Already? I’ve only been on your cock for a few minutes, hyungie. What happened to being a good boy?”
Namjoon shook his head hurriedly, face heating up in embarrassment as he buckled his hips weakly, “J-Joonie can be good.. won’t cum. I won’t.. Gonna be good for Kookie..”
The younger boy beamed, lifting his ass up and slamming back down onto Namjoon’s cock, the large girth hitting his prostate immediately. He did that a few more times, using the boy’s large cock for his own enjoyment.
Jeongguk could feel Namjoon’s cock pulsing inside of him, something hot and sticky filling him up. He looked down at the older boy, confused and borderlining disbelief, as cum leaked out of his asshole and onto the base of Namjoon’s cock, their bodies still intertwined together.
Namjoon’s face was red, teary eyes downcast as he tried to avoid Jeongguk’s disappointed face. The younger boy opened his mouth, tongue sharp, before quickly shutting it closed, his doe eyes gleaming darkly.
Without a word, Jeongguk resumed bouncing on Namjoon’s cock, as if the older boy hadn’t just came inside of him. He clenched his hole tightly around Namjoon’s softening cock, making the latter yelp in surprise, “K-Kookie!”
“Shut up, toy.”
Namjoon whimpered, hips stuttering as his sore cock was repeatedly being overstimulated. He could already feel it fattening up again, Jeongguk’s tight heat wrapped around him like a vice. But his hands were still tied up and the younger boy had amazing stamina— he could ride cock for days.
The older boy squeaked as Jeongguk clenched around him purposefully, cock dragging along his walls in the most agonizing pace. Namjoon’s cock was big and one of the thickest that Jeongguk’s ever had, and he relished each waking moment spent with him.
“ ‘m gonna cum soon, Joonie. Can you be a good boy and cum again? I’ll even untie you, hyungie.”
Namjoon looked at Jeongguk with hopeful eyes, nodding his head unsurely. The younger boy got off of his dripping cock, quick fingers undoing the ribbon hastily and tossing it to the side.
But before he could climb back onto Namjoon’s cock, the latter boy was gripping at his hips, hot breath against his ear, “W-wanna fuck K-Kookie good, c-can I? Joonie can be a good boy, I-I promise!”
Jeongguk nodded, Namjoon’s large stature covering him completely as he shoved his cock back into the younger boy’s hole. Little uh’s slipped out of Jeongguk’s mouth with Namjoon jackhammering into him and hitting his prostate with every thrust.
Namjoon looked good like this, lilac hair damp with sweat dripping in front of his eyes, the glitter sparkled like fairy dust on his cheeks.
The younger boy felt his stomach coil, little cock angry and red, bouncing against his toned stomach. There was precum bubbling from the tip, Jeongguk using it as lube as he spread it down his length. He wrapped one hand around his cock, touching himself and whimpering.
“ ‘m gonna cum, Joonie!”
Jeongguk shut his eyes as he spilled all over his stomach with a whine. Namjoon was close behind, filling the boy with his hot cum for the second time that night. His cock was spent, hissing as he pulled out of the smaller boy, “It hurts, Kookie..”
The younger boy looked at him sympathetically, petting at his hair softly, “Ah, hyungie, I know. But you were such a good boy, Joonie! Made me feel so so good..”
He took Namjoon’s hand softly in his and lead them into the bathroom, heating up the shower. Jeongguk was gentle with Namjoon, caressing his face and making sure every ounce of glitter was gone and down the drain. The older boy was just as soft, shampooing Jeongguk’s hair and massaging at his scalp with delicate fingers.
When they were all done and washed up in matching silk pajamas, Jeongguk performed his ritualistic skincare routine on the older boy, “This is how you get baby skin, hyungie! I watched Pony on YouTube do it and now I do it too. It genuinely works!”
Namjoon giggled, letting the smaller boy slather various face masks onto his skin, wrapping his arms around Jeongguk’s slim waist. The latter swore Namjoon was akin to something like a cuddly grizzly bear.
The two made their way back into the bedroom, collapsing onto the bed tiredly, giggling as their legs intertwined. Jeongguk reached over to the discarded pink ribbon, fingers running over the soft satin, “Joonie..”
He sat up, tying the ribbon under Namjoon’s chin and looping a bow right on top of his head.
Jeongguk giggled, brushing the ends of the bow along Namjoon’s cheek softly, “Wrapped you up like a pretty present, hyungie.. guess I’ll have to keep you forever, now.”
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Seokjin tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for Jeongguk to answer him, “Jeongguk..”
The younger boy stood frozen, windy breeze rustling his white dress shirt and exposing his tiny lace panties underneath. He squeaked, yanking the fabric down to cover himself but not before Taehyung got a good look— licking his lips and staring hungrily at Jeongguk’s thick thighs.
Jeongguk stammered helplessly, glancing towards Namjoon for help but the purple haired boy quickly looked away. He gulped, “Let’s all go inside first! It’s getting cold..”
With that, Jeongguk quickly turned around and walked inside, leaving the door open for the rest of the boys. Taehyung shuffled inside first, Seokjin and Namjoon following closely behind.
The younger boy had quickly pulled on a pair of sweatpants, now standing awkwardly by the one couch in his apartment. He rubbed at his neck sheepishly, looking at the three males with glossy eyes, “W-would you like a drink?”
No one answered him.
Jeongguk sighed, playing with his fingers and staring at the floor, “Okay, I’ll just—“
“Explain what’s going on.”
The boy flinched, knowing there was no way out of it, “You’re all my…”
He didn’t know how to word it and decided to be as blunt as possible “.. My, um, fuckbuddies. And somehow I accidentally mixed up the days and now you’re all here.”
Namjoon’s jaw dropped. Seokjin’s eyebrows were raised and Taehyung had a tiny smirk on his lips.
Jeongguk went on to introduce the boys, starting with the youngest, “This is Kim Taehyung—“
The older boy cut him off, raising his hand and winking, “Ggukie’s partner in crime, his number one best friend and probably his best fuck too.”
Seokjin scoffed, “Sure, kid. I’m Kim Seokjin.”
Namjoon spoke up, “I’m Namjoon! ‘m also a Kim.. and I’m the T.A for Kookie’s philosophy class.”
“Cute,” Seokjin reached up to touch Namjoon’s lilac hair, noticing the blush on his cheeks as he got closer.
Taehyung laughed and linked his pinky finger with Jeongguk’s, “All Kims, Jeonggukie? Is that a kink of yours?”
The younger boy scowled, smacking Taehyung’s shoulder, “Shut up! That’s literally half of Korea, you asshole.”
Taehyung pouted, rubbing at his arm and jutting his bottom lip out. He tapped the side of his cheek with two fingers as if asking for a kiss. Jeongguk rolled his eyes, crossing his own arms and looking away, “No, Tae.”
“But Jeonggukie..”
Unsurprisingly, he gave in.
Jeongguk tugged Taehyung down and leaned in and pressed a kiss to the boy’s cheek. But the latter turned his face at the last second and Jeongguk ended up pressing a wet kiss directly onto his lips. Before the younger boy could pull back and hit him, Taehyung was wrapping his arms around Jeongguk’s tiny waist and pulling him down onto the couch, their lips still attached.
They made out messily for a few moments before Jeongguk realized Seokjin and Namjoon were still there, watching them. He pulled back from Taehyung and quickly stood up, fixing the buttons on his white shirt. He took a peek at the two older boys— Seokjin’s gaze was on his swollen lips and the tips of Namjoon’s ears have turned cherry red.
“...”
“So who was actually supposed to be here?”
Jeongguk flushed, “I’m not sure..”
He looked up, honey bangs falling into his eyes, “But you guys don’t have to stay! You can go, I’m just gonna watch a movie or something..”
“I’ll stay.”
Jeongguk looked at Namjoon, surprised, “You will?”
The older boy nodded shyly, “Yeah..”
“O-okay! Can I paint your nails, hyungie? I just bought new polish!” Jeongguk looked at the other two boys awkwardly, “Um.. since Joonie’s staying—“
Taehyung gritted his teeth, “Actually Ggukie, can you paint mine too? I want something cool.. like royal purple or some shit.”
Seokjin joined in, pouting, “I don’t wanna be the only one left out. Can I get mine painted black?”
He took a step closer, leaning down and cupping his hand to Jeongguk’s ear, whispering, “And I really wanna fuck you later, honey. Can’t you just kick them out?”
Jeongguk shivered, cheeks heating up, “I—“
But Taehyung heard the older boy, rolling his eyes and scowling. He pulled Jeongguk towards his own chest and pouted, a little less subtle than Seokjin, “I wanna fuck you too, Ggukie. I thought I was your favorite .”
The younger boy could feel Taehyung’s bulge press against him and he squeaked, letting out a noise of embarrassment, “Tae!”
Seokjin laughed, eyes glowing with mirth, “That’s funny, Taehyung-ssi. But if anyone’s Jeongguk’s favorite fuck, it’s me,” He nodded towards Namjoon and winked, “But this cutie looks like he’s packing it. Probably a monster in bed.”
Taehyung scrunched his nose, “Looks like a sub to me. The kind with a big useless cock, just for show.”
Namjoon nearly choked on his spit, stammering as Seokjin shrugged his shoulders carelessly, responding with a cool, “I’d still eat his ass.”
Jeongguk couldn’t help but pipe in, giggling, “Joonie would like that, wouldn’t you, hyungie? Seokjin-hyung has lips to die for.”
“Kookie..”
The eldest boy’s eyes had grown dark, “Yeah, honey? You like when I eat you out? Like it so much that you’re willing to share?”
Jeongguk nodded unsurely, eyes wide. He didn’t know exactly where this was going but Seokjin always did have the most cunning ideas. The latter boy spoke slowly, “But as much as I’d like to have with fun with pastel cutie over there, I think he wants to fuck you, honey. Look at how his cock is already straining against his pants.”
Seokjin tilted his head condescendingly, “How embarrassing. Did Namjoonie get all worked up just from watching Jeonggukie kiss his little boyfriend? Or maybe just from a few words?”
And subs always did stick together.
Jeongguk gasped, quickly coming to Namjoon’s defense, “Shut up, hyung! Don’t be mean to him. Joonie, I’m so sorry, please don’t listen to him.”
The purple haired boy shook his head, cheeks flushed pink, “I—“
“Why are you hard, Namjoon?”
Namjoon closed his eyes shut, stuttering out a response, “W-wanna touch Kookie..”
Taehyung laughed, “Yeah? And I wanna fuck him. So maybe if you guys would just leave—“
“Why the fuck do you get to stay? Jeongguk invited me—“
“He invited me too!”
Suddenly Jeongguk spoke up, eyes flitting around nervously, “I-I.. you can stay. All of you guys- I just.. I want you all. To fuck me.”
Taehyung’s jaw dropped, “You what?”
The younger boy quickly shook his head, immediately regretting the words that spilled out of his mouth, “A-ah, what am I saying? That’s a horrible idea, please just.. ignore—“
But Seokjin stopped him, tilting his face upwards towards his own. He looked down at the boy, eyes flickering to his rosy lips, “No, no, Jeonggukie.. Is that what you really want? You want us all?”
“All you have to do is say yes.”
“I.. y-yes. Please, yes.”
The eldest boy looked around, pleased. Holding eye contact with both Taehyung and Namjoon, he smirked, “Gotta give the princess what he wants always, right?”
And then Seokjin closed the gap, pressing his plump lips to Jeongguk’s, and settling one hand on his ass. The younger boy kissed him back eagerly, tilting his head for better access as he tangled their tongues together.
Seokjin eventually pulled away, resting his chin on Jeongguk’s shoulder as he whispered, hot breath tickling his ear, “Gonna ruin you, honey. Hope you’re ready.”
Jeongguk could feel himself being tugged away, falling into Taehyung’s arms— the older boy quick to pull the buttons on his shirt apart.
“Wait, wait! L-let’s go to my bed.. my couch is too small and,” Jeongguk looked at the carpet, scrunching his nose in distaste, “D-don’t wanna be fucked on the floor, ‘m gonna get carpet burn..”
Taehyung rolled his eyes, tapping the boy’s cheek teasingly, “Sure, babe. Anything for my favorite pillow princess.”
He ended up carrying Jeongguk down the hall and tossing him onto the large king-sized bed. Taehyung started to peel the younger boy’s clothes off, hovering on top of the boy hungrily and toying with his nipples, “You’re such a slut, Ggukie. Always wanna be stuffed full of cock, doesn’t matter whose, does it? Ggukie could be whore for anyone’s cock.”
Seokjin snorted, he had Namjoon perched on the arm of Jeongguk’s loveseat, only a couple of feet away from the bed. The two were waiting—Taehyung was so possessive over the doe-eyed boy, they knew it’d take forever until they got their turn with Jeongguk.
His fingers were trailing over Namjoon’s soft cheek, the latter’s eyes trained on Seokjin’s plump lips as if he wanted to lean in and kiss him. Seokjin appeased him, pressing a soft kiss to Namjoon’s plump lips and eliciting a breathy whine from the boy as he pulled away. The elder boy grinned, winking at him before looking towards Taehyung, “Jeongguk probably planned this, Taehyung-ah. Called us all over ‘cos he wanted us to take turns fucking him all night.”
Taehyung laughed, “Yeah, Ggukie loves that shit,” He had turned Jeongguk onto his stomach, teary face pressed into a pillow with his ass up in the air as Taehyung took his time with him. He slid one wet finger into the boy slowly, watching as Jeongguk arched his back, muffled whimpers spilling from his lips, “Baby, would you let your hyung and I fuck you at the same time? Would you like that?”
Jeongguk nodded the best he could, lithe body thrashing against the bed as Taehyung shoved another two fingers into him, “W-want that.. a-ah, p-please!”
“Your little pussy’s so tight though, babe. Think you can handle it, Ggukie?”
“G-ggukie can! Ggukie c-can handle it..”
Seokjin and Namjoon had resorted to lazily making out on the couch— the elder boy had his hand wrapped around Namjoon’s cock and the latter was having trouble steadying his hips. Seokjin pulled away, breathless, his lips plumper than ever, “How ‘bout we let big boy over here stretch Jeonggukie first? Then we can fuck him together afterwards, Taehyung-ah.”
Namjoon made a noise of agreement, cock kicking excitedly in Seokjin’s grip.
The brunette scrunched his nose, “There’s no way Mr. Bubblegum Prince has a bigger dick than me. Why’s he get to go first?”
Jeongguk rolled his eyes, looking behind him, “D-Don’t be rude, Tae. Joonie’s your hyung, you know—“ His words died in his throat when Taehyung’s fingers hit his prostate directly, purposely pressing against the nerve to shut the younger boy up.
“Pastel cutie’s hung. I’m gonna eat his ass.”
And that’s how Jeongguk ended up making out messily with Namjoon, both boys on their knees in the middle of the huge bed.
Seokjin was kneeling on the floor of one edge— where the purple haired boy was, hands spreading Namjoon’s ass cheeks apart as he licked into his little hole hungrily. On the other side of the bed, Taehyung had spread Jeongguk’s legs shoulder width apart, and slid underneath him until his face was met with the younger’s crotch, lips hovering right above his pink cock. He gripped at his inner thighs and suckled on the head of his cock, forcing Namjoon to swallow Jeongguk’s breathy moans.
The younger boy whimpered, biting at Namjoon’s plump bottom lip for comfort as Taehyung continued to take him in deeper, his thighs were shaking and nothing’s ever felt this good before. Namjoon was slowly losing it too— Jeongguk wasn’t lying when he said Seokjin was good with his tongue. The elder would alternate between sucking on his sensitive rim with his plush lips and probing inside his tight walls, presumably trying to press against his prostate.
Little uh’s slipped out of Namjoon’s mouth, his eyes screwed shut as Seokjin left him wet and messy, little hole winking. He pushed his ass further into Seokjin’s face, wanting the older boy to go deeper.
He was so close to cumming.
His eyes flew open when he heard the older boy laugh, smacking his ass as he got up off the floor to get lube. The lilac haired boy whipped his head around, eyes wide with betrayal, “W-why’d you stop, hyung?”
“Oh baby, you thought you were gonna get to cum? Thought we made it clear that you were gonna stretch Ggukie out with your big cock.. Don’t be greedy now, Joonie. ”
Namjoon’s eyes filled with tears, sitting on his feet— similar to a puppy looking for his owner’s approval. Seokjin thought the boy would look beautiful with a collar wrapped around his neck, a pretty lilac color to match his hair.
“J-Joonie will! P-please, wanna cum..”
Taehyung had gone back to fingering the youngest boy, wanting to draw out Jeongguk’s orgasm just from prostate stimulation. “Let the poor boy cum, hyung. He’s practically crying for it, look at him.”
And Namjoon did look pretty crying— glassy tears dripping down his flushed cheeks, the tip of his little nose had gone red and his lips were swollen from making out with the younger boy.
But Seokjin loved to make pretty boys cry, hard cock twitching in his pants excitedly. He patted at Namjoon’s cheek soothingly, “Not yet, Joonie. Don’t you wanna cum inside of Jeonggukie? Fill him up and get him all wet for us?”
The purple haired boy tilted his head questioningly because that did sound kind of appealing . He nodded slowly but his eyes were envious as he watched Taehyung coax an orgasm out of Jeongguk.
Taehyung was brushing his fingers through Jeongguk’s matted hair, eyes trained on the younger’s flushed face. His other hand was inside the boy’s ass, four fingers deep as he repeatedly pressed against his prostate, “God, wanna fist you so bad, Ggukie. Would you let me, babe? Needa have you gaping so your hyung and I can fit inside.”
Worry flashed through Jeongguk’s mind— Taehyung’s whole fist inside of him ? The older boy had some of the biggest hands he’d ever seen and maybe that’s why it was so easy for Taehyung to make him cum with just his fingers.
But still, having a whole fist inside him was a completely foreign idea and Jeongguk had every right to be nervous. But this was Taehyung they were talking about— he had explored almost everything with him and Jeongguk trusted him entirely. Hell, he’d trust Taehyung with his life.
He stared into Taehyung’s puppy eyes a moment longer and he knew he couldn’t say no. Plus, the whole idea of having an entire fist shoved up his ass did sound kind of fun, and Jeongguk lived to brag about conquering his sexual fantasies.
Fisting, check.
Taehyung was careful, always so careful , with him— pouring lube all over Jeongguk’s hole until it was dripping down his inner thighs and spilling into the sheets. But in the older boy’s mind, it was better to be sopping wet than to be sorry. He’d never forgive himself if he hurt Jeongguk.
This was his baby.
Four fingers had Jeongguk decently stretched and Taehyung didn’t have any trouble sliding his pinky finger in. But as he began to push his hand in further, Jeongguk’s tight walls contracted—not knowing whether he wanted to suck Taehyung in or push him out. The younger boy whimpered, his tiny hole being stretched to its limits, “T-Tae..”
“I’ve got you, baby. You’re doing so well for me. An absolute angel, Jeonggukie.”
He shot a look towards the other two boys, eyes begging them to compliment the younger. Taehyung knew Jeongguk had a praise kink, though he’d never admit it.
Seokjin was on the other side of Jeongguk, pressing fleeting kisses all over his face as a distractor, “You look so pretty, honey. Prettiest boy in the world, I swear to God. Wish you could see yourself right now, see how good you look all stretched out like this.”
Namjoon was playing with his own nipples, drool dripping down the side of his lips, eyes glazed— too fucked out to focus. He blushed shyly under Taehyung’s hot gaze, ripping his hands away from his own skin and focusing on Jeongguk. His jaw dropped— Taehyung nearly had his whole hand inside the boy now, the widest part of his palm had gotten past the tight ring of muscle.
He spoke breathily, “W-wow, Kookie..”
Jeongguk tried to hide his face, hands gripping the sheets tightly as Taehyung pushed the rest of his hand inside of him.
Fuck.
Taehyung’s entire fist was inside the boy, wrist included. His cold rings were pushed up against Jeongguk’s tight walls but they felt burning hot inside of him. The latter could barely move, it was such a snug fit and Jeongguk swore he could see his lower stomach bulging the tiniest bit.
“T-tae, l-look! M-my tummy.. y-your hand is so b-big inside of me.”
The older boy smiled, flexing his fingers slightly and earning a quiet whimper from Jeongguk— the latter struggling to hold himself up and nearly face planting onto the pillow in front of him. But before he could let himself collapse, Seokjin was placing two fingers under his chin and pulling him close for a warm kiss.
“Such a good boy, honey.”
And Jeongguk’s tummy felt so warm from all the praise that he couldn’t hold it back anymore. Taehyung’s pinky finger brushed up against his prostate once more and then Jeongguk was cumming, silky white liquid spilling from his cock and onto the sheets underneath him.
“A-ah, h-hyung!”
Taehyung’s eyes stayed on Jeongguk’s softening cock, it was cute— blush pink and petite just like it’s owner. The older boy carefully slid his fist out of the former, groaning when he saw just how gapingly wide Jeongguk’s hole was.
God, he couldn’t wait to fuck him.
He leaned down, hot breath brushing against Jeongguk’s ear, “That’s once, babe. Think you could come a few more times? Your pussy’s gaping , Ggukie. It belong to us now, yeah? Got you stretched out so wide just for us. Said you wanna be fucked by all of our cocks, hm? Your slutty cunt’s ours.”
Jeongguk could feel himself being lifted up, and the next thing he knew— he was sitting on Namjoon’s hard cock. He gasped, the stretch around his hole burned the tiniest bit even with all the lube.
Seokjin’s voice came next, “Yeah, honey. Knew you were a slut, but I didn’t know you were this much of a whore. Size queen, nonetheless. Gonna fucking mold you around our cocks, no one else is ever gonna fuck you this good.”
The eldest boy laughed, eyes trained on Jeongguk’s ass— Namjoon’s cock sliding in and out of his pink hole. “Look at him, Taehyung-ah. Slutty hole’s sucking Joonie’s cock in so well, like he was made to be fucked. Do you like it, honey?”
“A-ah, I-I like it! J-Joonie’s so big. M-my pussy feels s-so good..”
Taehyung let out a groan, wrapping his hand around his own cock and jerking it a few times, “Should just tattoo the Kim’s on your ass, huh, Ggukie? Let everyone know you’re ours, that we own your slutty hole, hm?”
Jeongguk’s little cock hurt, still sensitive from his first orgasm. Namjoon wasn’t the best at fucking Jeongguk in this position, used to the younger boy riding him. But Jeongguk was tired, wrapping his arms around Namjoon’s neck and letting him do all the work.
The purple haired boy’s thrusts were sloppy, his hips snapping up awkwardly but his cock was more than big enough to please Jeongguk. He whimpered, “K-Kookie is so g-good. Feels so warm around J-Joonie.. A-and Kookie looks so p-pretty. Wanna s-stay like this forever!”
Seokjin found it adorable watching the two subs praise each other quietly— Jeongguk petting Namjoon’s pretty lilac hair gently as he let the latter use his hole. The older boy’s face was flushed, pressing messy open-mouthed kisses to Jeongguk’s glistening skin, too dumb and fucked out to even mark him up, “J-Joonie, a-ah..”
“ ‘m gonna cum! p-please, Joonie wants to cum..”
Namjoon looked around wildly, not sure who he was asking. He’d usually look to Jeongguk for permission to cum but the younger boy was too deep in his own subspace to even answer him.
His eyes were teary, should he just cum without permission? He really needed to— every inch in his being was telling him to spill inside of the younger boy.
Seokjin’s voice rang clear in Namjoon’s hazy mind, “Go ahead and cum, babe. Get Jeonggukie all nice and wet for us. Make him cum too.”
This had Jeongguk raising his head in alarm.
Make him cum too?
The younger boy had just came not too long ago, Seokjin couldn’t really expect him to cum again, could he?
But Jeongguk was dead wrong when he felt Namjoon wrap his hand around his sensitive cock, thumb rubbing up against his slit. He squirmed, trying to wriggle himself out of the boy’s grip, “J-Joonie, a-ah, no! I-it’s too much..”
Namjoon didn’t hear him or if he did, he ignored Jeongguk’s pitiful cries, using the younger’s lithe body for his own orgasm. He whimpered, thrusting upwards weakly one more time before spilling into the boy, thick white cum filling Jeongguk up to the brim. Namjoon tried to rub one out of the younger boy, fisting his tiny cock in his hand and trying to get him to cum quickly. His own softening cock was quickly turning sore inside of Jeongguk’s wet hole, “C’mon K-Kookie, p-please cum! Cum..”
The younger boy whined, “W-wanna! W-wanna cum..!” Namjoon snapped his hips up, cock still buried inside of Jeongguk, cum spilling out of his abused hole. The latter gasped as Namjoon hit his prostate once more— tiny cock trembling with overstimulation as he came again, the tiniest bit of white liquid drooling from the tip.
“That’s two,” Taehyung gently pressed a water bottle to Jeongguk’s lips, tilting his head back to let the boy drink. Namjoon slipped out of him softly, rolling over and collapsing onto the cool silk sheets. He had a dopey smile on his lips, eyes crinkled in delight as Seokjin praised him quietly and petted at his soaked lilac hair.
“D-did Joonie do good?”
“You were so good, love. The best.”
Jeongguk willed himself to calm down, post-orgasm haze so good that he felt like he was on laying on clouds. He grinned up at Taehyung, eyes light and cheeks flushed a cherry red color, “This is Jeonggukie’s world and you’re all just living in it.”
Taehyung and Seokjin shared a knowing look before the brunette spoke cheekily, “Lucky us, huh? Living in an angel’s world. No wonder I see heaven every time I’m inside of you.”
Seokjin wrinkled his nose at Taehyung, “That was so bad,” he looked at Jeongguk with a smile of his own, “Heaven is a place on earth with you, Jeongguk-ah.”
“Did you just quote a Lana Del Rey song?”
The older boy scowled, about to retaliate when Jeongguk’s giggles echoed through the room, “T-that’s right! Ggukie’s an a-angel in disguise.”
Taehyung laughed, trailing his hands up and down Jeongguk’s sides to tickle him, “You’re so fucking cute.”
Seokjin studied them closely.
Just fuckbuddies, huh? Seems fake but okay.
Namjoon had recovered from his own orgasm, running a hand through his messy purple hair, “Kookie’s one of a kind..”
He really is.
Wrapping one hand around his still achingly hard cock, Seokjin spoke up, “Up for more fun, honey bunny?”
Jeongguk’s eyes widened, completely forgetting that neither Taehyung nor Seokjin had cum yet. They were so good to him, made him feel so good , but Jeonggguk had been selfish and disregarded his hyungies’ needs. One alarming thought ran through Jeongguk’s mind— he was a bad boy.
His eyes grew teary, instinctively reaching down for Taehyung’s cock and trying to force himself onto it, “ ‘m sorry! G-Ggukie forgot about hyungies.. Ggukie was bad.”
“.. W-what are you doing, Jeonggukie, no!”
Taehyung’s own eyes grew twice in size, quickly wrapping his arms around the boy’s waist and pulling him off. He sat a frenzied Jeongguk down on the bed, fluffing up pillows to support the younger boy’s back as Taehyung laid him against them gently.
Jeongguk tried to reach out for cock, Seokjin’s or Taehyung’s, it didn’t matter. He just wanted to make them feel as good as they did him. Seokjin swatted Jeongguk’s hands away, voice rough as he tried to control himself, “Honey, why are you sorry? Hey, stop! Be a good boy now, Jeongguk, your hyungs are talking to you.”
The younger boy’s face scrunched up, turning his head away so he didn’t have to look at Taehyung or Seokjin. He met eyes with Namjoon instead, the elder’s sparkling pools of honey looked so warm and encouraging. He gave Jeongguk a dimpled smile as if telling him to go on.
Jeongguk fisted the sheets childishly, jutting his chin out as he spoke, “G-Ggukie was selfish. Hyungies made Ggukie feel so good, but they didn’t even get to cum yet. Ggukie wants hyungs to feel good too!”
Both boys were stunned. Seokjin spoke slowly, his voice soft, “That’s not true, Jeonggukie. Look at how hard you’ve made us,” He gripped his aching cock for emphasis, “See, honey? This is all for you.”
Taehyung agreed, “We feel good when you feel good, baby. Teamwork makes the dream work?”
“You really should just shut up, Taehyung-ah.”
And what was sex without a few bad jokes and lots of giggles?
The brunette pouted, looking at Jeongguk for help but the latter just laughed, pushing Taehyung away jokingly, “Hyungies are so silly.”
“But you love us.”
“.. Now that’s a stretch.”
“Yeah, he only loves me.”
”Maybe in—“
“C-can hyungs fuck Ggukie now?”
Who could say no?
Seokjin fucked Jeongguk first, missionary style. He was so wet inside already from Namjoon, making the glide easy. The younger boy hid his face into the crook of Seokjin’s neck as the latter continuously fucked the cum out of him, little whines slipping out of his mouth, “A-ah.. hyung!”
Taehyung watched the two, pouring lube down the length of his own cock. His eyes flickered over to Namjoon, the purple haired boy palming himself as he stared at Seokjin’s cock sliding in and out of Jeongguk’s hole.
When Namjoon felt the brunette watching and he quickly looked away, cheeks heating up in embarrassment. Taehyung only winked, “Cute.”
Once Taehyung felt that his cock was wet enough, he began to mount Jeongguk slowly, pushing into him inch by inch. He groaned as he bottomed out, his own cock rubbing up against Seokjin’s. Taehyung gave the younger boy time to adjust to his size, leaning down until his lips meant Jeongguk’s ear, “Hi, baby.”
Jeongguk squeaked when Taehyung rocked his hips forward, little “ D-daddy!”’s slipping out of his mouth on instinct. He clenched his asshole tightly around both males, too fucked out to even realize what he had called the older boy in the presence of two others.
Seokjin didn’t seem to mind, grunting as Jeongguk bit into his shoulder to subdue the slight pain shooting up his spine. He’d never taken anything as big before, and god, it hurt in the best way possible.
Taehyung smirked, lips brushing the back of Jeongguk’s neck, “Yeah? Do you like being split open on two cocks like this, baby? Taking it so well, Ggukie, you’re so good. Such a good slut.”
“D-daddy, I like it! A-ah, hyungs feel so big inside me..”
Jeongguk whimpered when he felt Taehyung’s hands on his hips, pounding into him the same time Seokjin thrusted upwards. “Gonna break your little pussy, Ggukie. Gonna break you so good, you’ll never want anyone to fuck you but us. God, you’re so tight, babe.”
“G-Ggukie feels so good! So good..”
The slide of two cocks inside of him felt unreal, Jeongguk’s hazy mind in constant euphoria as the two older boys fucked into him. His own little cock rubbed up against Seokjin’s firm abs and it felt like he was gonna burst at any second. Jeongguk tried to snake his hand in between to touch himself but Seokjin caught him before he could, “Honey, can you cum from just hyungs’ cocks?”
Jeongguk didn’t know if he could, biting his lip in worry, “Ggukie wants to cum..”
“Not yet, baby.”
Seokjin knew they were being mean to the younger, forcing him to cum earlier and not letting him do so now. But who could blame him when Jeongguk looked so pretty like this— with cherry flushed cheekbones and big teary moon eyes? He wanted to push the boy over the edge.
Taehyung pressed little kisses down Jeongguk’s neck to distract him, nipping at the skin softly and watched as blues and purples bloomed across the pale expanse, “Be a good boy, Ggukie. Daddy will show you stars.”
And maybe if Jeongguk’s puppy eyes didn’t work on Seokjin, his honey voice and sad tone would work on Taehyung. He hiccuped, “G-Ggukie wants to cum, D-daddy. Please? It hurts..”
The older boy ignored him, snapping his hips and pounding into the boy with more force— each thrust hitting Jeongguk’s prostate directly. With Seokjin’s cock pushed right up against his and Jeongguk’s tight heat sucking him in so well, Taehyung knew he wouldn’t last.
Seokjin was close too, spreading Jeongguk’s asscheeks and fucking up into him roughly, “Just a little more, honey.”
He came first, pressing his plush lips to Jeongguk’s as he filled the boy up with cum. Taehyung groaned when he felt Seokjin’s cock pulsating against his, Jeongguk’s heat hotter than ever.
The brunette fell forward, bangs covering his dark eyes as wrapped his lips around Jeongguk’s silver hoops, twisting them in between his teeth. Seokjin had slipped his cock out of the boy, leaving Jeongguk’s hole sloppy and wet and all for Taehyung to fuck into, “Fuck, baby.”
“Cum with me?”
Taehyung couldn’t stop the smile from spreading on his face, burying his head into Jeongguk’s shoulder. He held the younger boy’s hand tightly, intertwining their fingers as they came, Jeongguk’s breathy whines mixing with Taehyung’s low moans.
Jeongguk rutted his little cock sloppily against Seokjin’s abs, spilling white cum onto his firm stomach and the latter couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose playfully. He looked over to the other side of the bed to find that Namjoon had fallen asleep and he was a little bit offended— how can you fall asleep when a real life porno is happening right in front of you?
And when Taehyung finally slid his soft cock out of the younger boy, his eyes gleamed as copious amounts of cum dripped down Jeongguk’s thick honey thighs. The brunette was tired, collapsing on top of Jeongguk and sighing in blissful content, completely forgetting that Seokjin was still underneath.
The oldest boy spluttered when all the weight crushed him, weakly trying to push Jeongguk and Taehyung off. Jeongguk only giggled, cute bunny smile on his lips as he shrieked, “Doggy pile!”
“Get off of me, I’m your—“
“Hyung. We get it, you’re older than us. Congrats!”
Seokjin’s eye twitched and wished he had ear muffs to block out both boys’ annoyingly loud laughter.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Jeongguk’s shower wasn’t large enough for all four of them, so they had to split up into pairs— Seokjin with Namjoon and Jeongguk with Taehyung.
And while the younger boys were waiting for their turn, Jeongguk swore he heard Seokjin fucking Namjoon in his shower and shivered, “They better not be using my peach body gel as lube..”
Taehyung looked confused, “Why not? We do.”
The latter scowled, “It’s—“
His sentence was cut off when Seokjin and Namjoon stepped into the bedroom, bangs dripping wet with dopey smiles adorning their faces. “You guys can go now. Shower quickly though, I think the hot water’s running out.”
Yup, they definitely fucked.
Jeongguk let out a sigh, his peach body gel on his mind as he hopped off the bed for the shower. He yelped when Taehyung smacked his ass playfully, “Don’t forget about me, Ggukie!”
The younger boy glared before grabbing Taehyung’s wrist and pulling him towards the bathroom, “You’re so annoying, I swear.”
“That’s not what you were saying earlier, babe.”
And needless to say, Taehyung had definitely gotten punched for that.
They decided to have a sleepover— it had started to pour and Jeongguk didn’t want the boys to have to drive home in the rain.
All four boys were now showered and freshly clothed in matching pink and white cotton pajamas, courtesy of one Jeon Jeongguk . Seokjin had helped the boy pull out the huge air mattress in his closet, laying the bed right next to the couch. Namjoon had taken the duty of blowing it up, whole face red by the time he was done.
Taehyung had immediately flung himself onto the mattress, wrapping his arms around Jeongguk and pulling the younger boy into his chest, “This is so nice, Jeonggukie.”
The younger boy wasn’t so sure— he hoped that the night wouldn’t fall awkward, because after all, these boys barely knew one another. They had one similar connection holding them together: Jeon Jeongguk.
But Jeongguk thought it could be a good thing, this was potentially a chance to gather all of his favorite people in the world and let them get to know one another. He could already tell Seokjin had a soft spot for his purple haired T.A.
Namjoon plopped himself down on the couch, looking at the two younger boys wrestling on the air bed. He sounded shy, “Are.. Do you still wanna paint my nails, Kookie?”
Jeongguk looked up excitedly, “Yeah, hyungie, I want to! I have colors for everyone! Lilac for Joonie-hyung, sky blue for Seokjin-hyung! And, um, baby pink for Taehyungie? I’m gonna do mine red, that’s my favorite.”
He caught eyes with Seokjin and jumped onto the floor, “Ooooh we can make a cake too! Seokjinnie-hyung makes the best food ever..”
The older boy blushed, “You’re cute, Jeonggukie.”
“That sounds fun but we needa eat dinner before we bake anything, Ggukie. How about we order a pizza?”
“I want extra pepperoni!”
“Pineapple!”
“Whoever said that, you’re disgusting.”
And so maybe Jeongguk’s fuckbuddies weren’t like normal fuckbuddies. Each boy cared deeply for Jeongguk, never dipping right after sex or ignoring the importance of aftercare. Hell, they loved him and Jeongguk loved them back, only a hundred times harder.
It wasn’t romantic and Jeongguk thought— it doesn’t need to be romantic. Sex was fun, no doubt about it. And in Jeongguk’s mind, it was even better doing it with the people you adored.
Having options were nice, he’ll admit it. But if he were asked to choose a favorite, Jeongguk would never have an answer. Because as much as he enjoyed sex— the sex was amazing, he loved the boys for who they were as human beings. And they were all so different, he loved that.
Platonic soulmates. Is it possible to have this many?
He loved Seokjin’s dumb dad jokes just as much as he loved listening to Namjoon talk about Lamarck and the evolution of man. He loved Taehyung’s cute obsession with vintage clothes and renaissance art.
They were so much more than just sex and it was painfully clear in Jeongguk’s mind just how much these three boys meant to him. They were his whole world. And yeah, maybe someday in the future, he’d fall in love and things would get messy. Hearts would be broken and there’d be days of endless crying and strawberry vodka.
But those days haven’t come yet.
Maybe they’d never come.
That's the thing. The future was unknown. An endless gray void of what's gonna happen next?
Life was about living in the moment and Seokjin always did tell Jeongguk not to worry his pretty little head too much about trivial things like the future. “Your happiness is now, isn’t it? Life will run its course and things will be fine. But if you ever feel that the world is getting to be too much and it’s heavy on your shoulders, just call hyung. You can share the burden with me, honey.”
Jeongguk had remembered promptly bursting into tears after that talk. The older boy was right— life is too short.
So for now, he’d listen to Seokjin and just live .
“Jeonggukie, the cake’s ready!”
“Fuck, is it burnt on the bottom?”
“I told you not to move the oven rack up one, what the fuck, Taehyung-ah!”
Jeongguk bursted into giggles, “I’m coming!”