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-''I'm telling you he is the master of the dance.'' – Jimin said, gesturing widely with his hands to make a point. They were sitting in Taehyung's apartment, he, Jimin, and Jungkook. Jimin was waving with the flash drive in his hands that contained Hoseok's Godly dance clips and videos, as Jimin put it.

He pulled out his laptop from his backpack and went on installing it on the table so they could watch together.

-''I had no idea that he danced so well. I mean, he told me he danced when he was younger, but I thought it was just for fun, you know...but this...'' – He pointed on the screen of his laptop. – ''...this is expert level, my God. I bow to him.''

-''Didn't you bent for him anyway? – Jungkook teased, eyes sparkling with mischief.

Jimin scowled at him. -''I said bow, not bend!

-''Same shit in your case.'' – Jungkook was savage. He started to laugh so much when Jimin started spiting a line of curses, that Taehyung had to smack his hand.

-''Stop.'' – Taehyung warned his boyfriend.

-''What?'' – Jungkook asked innocently. – ''I'm just saying.''

-''Don't. Anyway, Jiminie, did Hyung show those to you, or you raided his computer?'' – Taehyung asked, pointing on the USB flash that was stuck in the laptop.

-''I would never!'' – Jimin gasped. – ''He showed me the videos on his computer.''

-''But why are they on the flash drive? – Taehyung demanded.

-''Well...'' – Jimin scratched his head. – ''I needed them for the showcase and I asked him if I could observe some, for educational purposes. He left me to look through, while he went to receive our food. I didn't want to spend time watching, because I wanted to hang out with him, so I just copy the file to watch it at home in peace and as many times I want.'' – Jimin tried justifying himself.

-''So you took it without his consent?'' – Taehyung arched his eyebrow.

-''It's not a big deal, he showed me already, besides I only took that file, honestly. He will never know I had it. I will delete it after I study it.'' – Jimin shifted on his seat on the couch. – ''I looked up few at home but had to wake up early in the morning for work, so I put it in my backpack. I thought we could watch it together.'' – He said, patting Taehyung's hand. – ''Besides, I know how much you like Hoseokie and you never saw him dance like this, trust me. And Jungkook...'' – He turned towards the said man. – ''You told me you appreciate good dancers, well... you will flip when you see the stunts he's performing.'' – Jimin rested his case and pressed play on the screen.

The sounds of admiration and awe, filled the room as they watched the younger version of Hoseok dancing on the streets. He was like the rubber man, bending in crazy positions, with sharp and yet smooth movement and footwork that would be envied by the most dancers.

-''Wow, he is awesome!'' – Taehyung's jaw fell on the floor.

-''Amazing.'' – Jungkook agreed.

-''See, I told you.'' – Jimin was all smug and satisfied. – ''I tried to copy a few of his moves, but I could never do it so perfectly.''

-''I like this part.'' – Jungkook pointed and tried to imitate. He was actually good.

-''Come on, stand up.'' – Jimin said. – ''Let's try it.''

-''Wait, where is the cable?'' – Jungkook reached towards the TV screen and pulled from behind it a long cable. – ''We can watch it on the big screen.'' - He said, smiling his bunny smile.

-''You are genius.'' – Jimin chimed with amusement.

-''I know.'' – Jungkook waved his hand in dismissal, connecting the laptop and taking the remote control to switch the channel.

-''But you are still an asshole.'' – Jimin added, punching Jungkook on the shoulder. They giggled together and Taehyung was happy that his best friend and his boyfriend are getting along well.

Soon, everything was connected and Hoseok was dancing on the big screen, with Jungkook and Jimin dancing in the middle of the room, once they moved the coffee table on the side. They were laughing and screaming when they miss the move or the beat, trying to sabotage one another, while Taehyung cheered.

They probably watched some 30 videos, all different stages of performance, from plain and fun ones to the organized competition Hoseok was attending. Then the video switched and they saw a night club with a small stage in the focus. The stage was lighted with green lights and lasers, showing a rapper with the sickest flow they ever heard. He was spitting bars so fast, body full of swagger. He was on fire.

-''Is that...?'' – Jungkook stopped dancing, squinting his eyes, and brushing the sweat from his brow. – ''...Yoongi Hyung?''

All three squinted their eyes on the screen.

-''Wait! Go back. Go back!'' – Jimin exclaimed and Tae brought the cursor backward and pressed play again. They watched in silence. When the man with bleached hair and bandana came closer to the stage where the camera was filming Taehyung paused the video. All three of them went closer to the TV, observing.

-''Oh, my God.'' – Jimin gasped, hand covering his mouth.

-''It is him.'' – Jungkook said dumbfoundedly.

Jimin turned towards him. – ''You didn't know?''

Jungkook shook his head. – ''No... this was, probably, before I came to college.''

-''Press play.'' – Jimin said and Taehyung sat back on the couch and did as he was told.

Yoongi's flow was insane, he barely breathed. It was so fast and so awesome.

-''Let's go! Agust D!!!''- They heard Hoseok recognizable scream and the camera shaking with the energy of the room. Everyone was in trance, even the three men in the room. Unfortunately for them, the video ended abruptly as it started and the new one took place of Hoseok dancing somewhere in nature.

-''Tae, play it again!'' – Jimin said, turning his head towards the couch. They watched three more times, some standing another sitting, like statues.

When the video ended for the last time and the Hoseok in nature took place again, Taehyung whistled. – ''Wow! Just wow.''

-''I think I'm leaking.'' – Jimin said, holding his groin.

-''First of all, eww...'' – Jungkook said. – ''Second of all, that...'' – He pointed on the screen. – ''...was amazing! I had no idea that Hyung used to rap.''

-''I guess there is plenty we didn't know about our Hyungs.'' – Taehyung said, shaking his head with his eyebrows arched in a surprise.

-''What is this?'' – Jimin asked pointing on the screen. It was a kind of house party. People drinking and talking, some of them were dancing and some...

-''Oh, my God, it's Jin Hyung!'' – Jungkook exclaimed. Both Jimin and Taehyung moved closer to the screen, one to the TV and the other to the laptop to see young, pink-haired, and ever handsome Hyung.

-''Who is the guy with this ridiculous fro on the top, and shaved sides?'' – Jimin asked giggling, pointing on the tall guy with dark hair and dark sunglasses whose lips were currently glued on their handsome Hyung.

Jungkook's eyes went wide and he groaned loudly, forcing two other men to look at his expectantly.

-''You know who this is? Tell us.'' – They wanted to know.

Jugnkook covered his eyes for the moment and then his mouth giggling like a mad man. – ''It's Namjoon Hyung.''

-''Whaaaat!?'' – Both men exclaimed and then glued their faces back on the screen, Taehyung moving the clip a bit back.

-''Oh, my...'' – Jimin tilted his head. – ''They will swallow each other.''

-''They were young, they lack the finesse which, I'm sure, they have now.'' – Taehyung said.

-''Oh, trust me, they do.'' – Jungkook confirmed.

-''Yes, Jin Hyung grab that ass!'' – Jimin rooted.

Then the video changed yet again. It was also at that party but in different situations. Cheers and body shots... dancing... a drunken monologue from some guy, while the rest of them laughed, including Hoseok who kept asking the most ridiculous questions.

-''I had no idea that Hyung knew so many people.'' – Taehyung said, watching with awe. There were many more videos, so many memories of Hoseok's youth, some of them even from the period when Taehyung and Jimin meet him.

Jimin and Jungkook sat back on the couch, next to Taehyung and all three simply watched a bunch of memories. They haven't seen Yoongi again, nor Jin, but they were a bunch of other people that Taehyung and Jimin knew from around, back in the college. They never spoke to them, or hang out, but they were aware of their existence.

It turns out Hoseok loved to film things, to document everything. There were a lot of videos of him and some nice background, where he would say some message and make a cute face pressing his dimple. He was so young on some of them and so sexy on the others. The difference was sometimes striking since the videos were all jumbled with dates.

Then the suspicious ones came, as if from another file in the file. These weren't just funny, but a bit naughty.

Hoseok dancing with some foreign girl, filming her bending down in front of him while twerking, grinding heavily on his front. Then more clips of the people he was with, a guy and a girl who were making out in the corner of their VIP section, and his hand in her panties, fingering her.

-''Shit.'' – Jungkook murmured at this. – ''Those are not dancing videos anymore.'' – He said.

The clip changed to another one where you can only see the girl's wet panties and her spread legs. The hand, clearly Hoseok's, brushing across it in a slow up and down movement, digging only slightly in her slit. She was gasping, her thighs shaking.

-''Yup, definitely not.'' – Jungkook said.

-''S-should I stop?'' – Taehyung murmured, not moving.

-''Don't you dare.'' – It was all Jimin said, leaning a bit forward to see better.

Hoseok's fingers slid aside, wiggling inside the panties and over the middle. She whined, thighs trying to close, but Hoseok's voice told her to stay still. He slid his fingers up and down a few more times before he started circling the place that could only be the girl's clit.

He pulled his fingers out and show them to the camera where they glistened under the flash. Whenever he would spread his fingers apart the line of wetness would connect them.

-''So wet, baby girl.'' – Hoseok said sexily. – ''So wet for me, baby.'' The girl giggled.

The video changed and all three men gasped. They saw a girl laid on the bed, her boobs bouncing while Hoseok's length slid in and out of her. The moans, high pitched and so different from what the three men were used to, made them shift a bit. It wasn't unpleasant to them, just strange.

The video changed with Hoseok filming himself in the mirror. He was naked. He tilted his head on the side, admiring his toned body. His skin seems to glow on the soft light and he caressed himself slowly, the firm chest, flicking his nipple, then down to his abs, and then on his length, pumping it a few times. He smiled, quite satisfied, one corner of his mouth turning into a confident smirk.

Taehyung felt going hard. He was hot all over and he knew that Jungkook was not immune as well. He also knew, with certainty, that Jimin is hard and tight as a string right now.

The new clip showed the party, but they were all half-naked and drunk, sitting in the circle with the empty bottle in the middle. When the girl spun the bottle it landed on another girl who giggled and then crawled towards her. The girl who held the bottle pulled her shirt up exposing her breasts and the other one started sucking on them. First one then another, while everyone cheered. They could hear Hoseok laughing.

Then another turn was on and the bottle landed on a guy, who hid his head in his hands embarrassed. The girl that was previously on, challenged him to give a head or lick the next person the bottle lands on. He groaned loudly saying that he cannot do it, while the group cheered. At the end the guy did just that, he spun the bottle and it landed on Hoseok.

-''Oh, fuck!'' – He shouted and there was a lot of camera jolting, until the guy kneeled between Hoseok's legs, looking embarrassed, fingers fidgeting on the zipper. The other's teased them and laughing, drinking, shouting ''you can do it'' or ''suck that dick'' among other things.

When Hoseok's length slipped out, the few persons whistled and shout compliments.

-''Don't choke!'' – Someone shouted. More laughter was heard. The guy gulped heavily and looked first at the camera, then on Hoseok, whose hand went down to brush the hair from his brow gently and then slid down the guy's cheek. It brushed his mouth, thumb pushing the lower lip slightly down until man on the knees understood what is asked of him and opened his mouth a bit. Hoseok brushed his cock on the guy's mouth, coaxing him to open wide to accommodate the length inside.

-''Okay, the time starts now!'' – The girl shouted and the guy slid down, eyes fluttering shut. Hoseok gasped, hand going back up to brush at his hair again. The guy hollowed his cheeks and bobbed his head several times and then pulled out to suck on the head, his tongue licking around it. The guy's eyes opened and he looked at the camera, then Hoseok, and then he slid all the way down the length until his nose reached the base. Hoseok gasped loudly, hands gripping at the hair a bit harshly this time, as he pulled back, he saw the challenge in the guy's eyes.

He placed his hands on Hoseok's thighs and leaned over the cock again waiting. He quickly touched Hoseok's hand in his hair and made a little push down, and then returned it on Hoseok's thigh. That's when Hoseok pushed him down by the hair and held, waiting for the guy to relax his throat. He convulsed, however, and Hoseok pulled him off where he coughed twice, tears spilling from his eyes and droll from his mouth. He plunged him down again and this time started rolling his hips, cock shoved deep into the guy's throat.

The girl shouted time and the guy was pulled off. The line of spit and drool stretched between the hard cock and the guy's mouth until it broke. Hoseok stroked his cock a few times and then tucked himself in, cutting the video.

The next one showed the same guy, naked on top, bouncing on someone's cock. They knew it was Hoseok's, even though they couldn't see him. It was his private video collection they've stumbled upon.

All three, Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung just sat there, mouth open and pants tented, breathing hard.

There were other ones, some short, some longer. The naughty parties, striptease dancing, hips grinding, blowjobs, licking, fucking, a couple, threesome, an orgy...all... and then...there was Taehyung, lying on his stomach on the massage bed, naked. The camera was set a bit back. It wasn't the POV this time but rather set on the stool, showing off the entire scene. Hoseok stood next to him on the other side, dressed in a white shirt and loose white pants. His hair was flaming red back then, and he was warming up the oil in his hands.

Taehyung shrieked loudly and shut the laptop lid with a bang.

-''What. Was. That!?'' – Both Jimin and Jungkook asked in loud shocking voices.

-''It's nothing... nothing of your concern.'' – Taehyung said, standing up and yanking the flash from the port.

-''Taehyung!'' – Jimin yelled.

-''Why are you in Hoseok's private porn stash!?'' – Jungkook asked, raising on his feet, followed by Jimin, who yelled. -''Why don't I know about this?!''

Taehyung stood frozen for a second before dashed towards his bedroom, Jungkook, and Jimin hard on his heels. Just when he was about to shut the door they barged in, toppling him on the bed and reaching for the flesh.

Taehyung screamed and fought but it was impossible to win, not with two muscle pigs on you.

-''Seriously it's nothing, just leave it please.'' – Taehyung whined, reaching for the USB who was now in Jimin's possession.

-''Oh, I don't think you would react that way if it was nothing babe.'' – Jungkook said, holding Taehyung's hands and tangling his legs on his wiggling boyfriend.

-''I'm dying to see what's going on there.'' – Jimin spoke, grinning like he got his Christmas present earlier.

-''Seriously, it's nothing...he just did a massage.'' – Taehyung wanted to cry from embarrassment. It was during his stressful period in college. Hoseok and he kept having those ''sessions'' as they called them, and once Hoseok asked can he film it for the essay in psychology. ''No one will see it'', he said, ''it will be just for my eyes only'', while he takes the notes after.

But then why was it in that folder. Did he care so little for Taehyung's privacy? It didn't look like Hoseok to be so reckless.

-''It was for his psychology essay. It was not supposed to be shown. It was just for him taking notes of my behavior.'' – Taehyung explained.

-''Of your behavior?'' – Jungkook asked, tightening his hands and legs around Taehyung like an anaconda.

-''Yes, I was under a lot of stress, and Hyung used to help me relax. Just like you saw that day, when...when...'' – Taehyung stammered.

-''When he fucked your brains out after?'' – Jungkook finishes instead of him.

Taehyung whined. -''It was a long time ago, please forget about that.''

-''We will certainly not forget about that.'' – Jimin said entering the room again. He was carrying the laptop, placing it on the corner of the bed, and pushing the flash drive in the computer again.

-''What I want to know how did I haven't notice those videos before. I ran through them before I copied the file, but I haven't seen those.'' – Jimin said.

-''Maybe they were in the hidden file.'' – Jungkook suggested, pulling Taehyung down the bed so they could fit nicely.

-''Please don't.'' – Taehyung whined again.

-''Hush.'' – Jimin said, not meeting his eyes. – ''I still can't believe you didn't tell me about this.''

-''I told you I have the sessions with him.'' – Taehyung protested.

-''Yeah, but you miss to inform me that you have a sex tape.'' – Jimin began to search for the file again.

-''It's not a sex tape! It's for educational purposes on stressful behaviour of the conscious, or something...'' – Taehyung was firm in his defence, which was somewhat weak considering he was pinned by two strong bodies.

-''We shall see about that. Shit, I can't find it.'' – Jimin cursed.

-''Here, let me.'' – Jungkook offered and reached for the laptop, but had to grip Taehyung's hands and pin them back so he wouldn't grab the flash drive again. Jimin took over instead, almost laying on top of him.

-''Behave. You are too dramatic. Like either of us haven't seen you fucking before.'' – He growled quietly, eyes watching Jungkook's work on the laptop. A few clicks later and he was at it.

-''Ah, here it is.'' – He nodded towards the once hidden file who was now visible. Inside, there were several more, all put under different names, well-organized. There were parties, porn, ladies, gay, S&M, séances...

-''Wow, Hyung is a perv.'' – Jungkook chuckled.

-''Hey, you are not any better!'' – Jimin scolded.

Jungkook arched his eyebrows. – ''You are even worse.'' – He said to Jimin and then nodded towards the screen again. –''He is just low-key psycho perv...I'm not saying that in a bad way...but just look at this, he has everything nice and tidy. Who tidy-up his porn collection!?''

Jimin remained silent, a faint blush covers his cheeks. He just started getting to know the true Hoseok, the entire depth of his sex drive, and his kinks before everything stopped. Taehyung knew them already...well...some part of it for sure, because he, himself, is perverted.

-''Go to file named ''Sessions''.'' – Jimin instructed. There were several videos there, but Taehyung was the first one.

-''Here it is. Ready babe?'' – Jungkook asked teasingly.

Taehyung whined again. – ''No.''

Jungkook giggled and kissed Taehyung's cheek. He pressed play.

And there on the screen again was Taehyung on the massage table and Hoseok next to him, warming up the oil in his hands. He started spreading it on Taehyung's golden skin in smooth easy movements.

-''Wanna watch Tae Tae?'' – Jimin asked, and Taehyung shook his head, staring on the ceiling. – ''No.''

The video was calm for the first part. Taehyung remembered that Hoseok always started slow and gentle with him, kneading his flesh and muscles in the most exquisite way possible. Some relaxed meditational music was quietly on in the background, and Taehyung closed his eyes, relaxing a bit. He didn't need to watch it, he could remember it clearly. The first parts were always vivid in his memory. It was the second part that always grew foggy.

Taehyung could feel Jimin's weight on his side, his thick thigh was between his own. He could feel Jimin's erection on his leg, twitching from time to time whenever Taehyung on the screen would gasp and whimper. There is that special technique of Hoseok's. The one where he runs his thumbs up on his thighs toward his ass. That one always made him shiver and arch his hips up.

Jungkook, on the other hand, was quiet. Taehyung could only hear his breathing, slow and deep on his right side. One of his legs were hooked around Taehyung's, leaning on his elbows next to his shoulder.

By the time vibrator was included, Jimin was gasping, grinding on Taehyung's thigh, murmuring ''So hot Tae, fuck'' under his breath. Jungkook gulped audibly, squeezing his hand around Taehyung's chest that he threw across some time ago. Taehyung felt tears gathering in his eyes, he knew what's coming.

He heard the sound he was making. The constant buzzing sound of the vibrator, squelching sound of the lube and his whimpers and moans, together with Hoseok's calm and soothing voice, praising him. Taehyung remembered the build-up tension he felt in his stomach and chest, the frustrating cock-ring on his length, the desire for orgasm, and the stress and chaos that was rippling through his body and mind.

He shifted, turning around on his stomach first and then sat cross-legged on the bed. The other two men shifted as well, making room for him to feel comfortable, although Jimin whined a bit because he lost Taehyung's thigh, so he took the pillow to grind on.

Taehyung saw himself and nearly gasped of what he saw.

He was like a wild animal in heat. He was on his back, feet on the table, knees spread wide, and hands gripping at the sides of the bed. He shivered uncontrollably. His cock was red and hard, base clenched with the cock ring, twitching whenever he would jerk from the small vibrator in his ass. His mind flogged with lust, and his nerves were tingling with a blinding sensation, sending pulsating waves of electricity through his entire body. He wanted more. No! He needed more! His cock was so hard that it was almost painful. Hoseok pulled out the vibrator then and Tae remembered the emptiness he felt in his hole, the nerves tickling, sending the irresistible urge to be filled, to be stretched.

But Hoseok loved to torment his prey. To make them go crazy with lust. Taehyung had so many dry orgasms that he wanted to cry.

Feeling the surge of energy and strength Taehyung leaped from the table and in Hoseok's personal space. Hoseok gasped, shocked, and confused only for the second. He thought he hurt him, but when he saw the feverish lust in Taehyung's eyes, his own grew darker.

-''Lay back down Taehyung.'' – He said coldly. – ''No one gave you permission to stand up.''

But Taehyung didn't budge. He stood there in half-crouch ready to jump, his glistening skin looked deliciously smooth and silky. His face, however, was one of divine beauty, jaw sharp and chiseled, eyes burning, lips parted and panting, brow sweaty and gorgeous. He looked like some ancient God.

-''Taehyung, lie down.'' – Hoseok said again.

-''Fuck me.'' – Taehyung said in a deep, dangerous voice. – ''Fuck me hard and rough.'' - He didn't sound like Taehyung at all.

-''Do you think you deserve my cock?'' – Hoseok was completely cold and calm, so dominant, almost untouchable. He looked unfazed by Taehyung's behavior. It was almost like he witnessed it before.

-''Answer me, Taehyung. Do you think you deserve it, defying orders like this?'' – Hoseok asked, stepping closer. Their chest was touching, one was heaving, while the other was calm.

-''I don't care.'' – Taehyung spoke, placing his hands on Hoseok's chest. – ''I'm not a good boy this time.'' - He said and Hoseok's eyes widened in a surprise, but then returned to their coldness again.

-''Then you definitely won't get my cock, Taehyung.'' – He said, wrapping his fingers around Taehyung's wrists to push it aside.

Taehyung growled, releasing his hands from Hoseok's grip only to bring one on Hoseok's bulge and squeeze. He used his other hand to hold on closer, pressing further and smearing his hard cock on Hoseok's abs that peaked through the shirt, which became disheveled from Taehyung's pulling.

-''Taehyung, what the Hell are you doing?!'' – Hoseok raised his voice slightly. Hands rushing to grab at Taehyung, trying to evade his mouth that was now chasing his own and then slid down his neck when it couldn't reach its goal.

-''Taehyung.''- Hoseok called again warningly. Taehyung hooked his leg around Hoseok's hip and was trying to push his hand inside his pants. He didn't hear him, he didn't care. He knew what he wants. He wanted to be fucked, and Hoseok was in his way.

Then the loud open-hand slap came crashing to his cheek making him pause. The shock was clearing his hazy mind a bit, while the palette of different emotions switched on his face, from surprise to anger, to lust.

Taehyung stared at him, his body vibrating.

-''Again.'' – He said.

-''What?'' – Hoseok asked.

-''Hit me again.''

-''No.'' – Hoseok said.

Taehyung was growing angry. – ''Again!'' – He roared and lunged at Hoseok again.

Another slap, this time even harder, left red on Taehyung's cheek.

-''Taehyung, don't make me do it again. You need to calm down.'' – Hoseok warned.

-''I said again!''

Taehyung's voice filled the room through the laptop speakers. Deep and animalistic. It made Jungkook and Jimin gasping on each side of him. Taehyung pressed his lips in a painful expression. His brows were furrowed in displeasure and he waited.

From the speakers, he heard Hoseok. – ''Taehyung!''

Hoseok found himself on the table, his back hitting the surface hard. Taehyung was straddling him, kissing him furiously, hands between their bodies, stroking Hoseok's length that he managed to pull out of the pants.

There was a loud slap, and then another, and another and Taehyung could remember how much they burned on his thigh and his ass. Hoseok was so angry at him then, but he didn't push him away. He allowed Taehyung to grind on him, and suck on his neck, choosing instead to grope and squeeze at his flesh as hard that he can. It hurt a lot, Taehyung thrived off it.

Hoseok sat up with Taehyung on his lap, ripping his own shirt off and gripping at Taehyung's hair, pulling it back to look at him.

-''You crossed every line we ever set Taehyung!'' – He growled low and dangerous, latching his lips on the fine skin of Taehyung's neck to suck on it harshly. Taehyung cried out. Hoseok slapped his ass-cheek again.

-''We agreed on nice little séance, hmmm?'' – He murmured at his skin and then bit Taehyung's shoulder hard. Taehyung cried out again.

-''We said it will be to release you from the stress, didn't we, Taehyung?'' – Hoseok said it again, pulling at Taehyung's hair, making him arch his back uncomfortably to present his nipples. Hoseok sucked on one and then bit it as well.

-''Aaaaah, Hyung!'' – Taehyung was crying now. His lower region was on fire, he tried grinding on it for friction, but Hoseok held him with his other hand.

-''You are messing with my thesis.'' – Hoseok growled, pulling at the hair again, bringing their mouths close to one another. – ''I will have to start again.'' – He showed his tongue inside, hand gripping his ass-cheek so hard that it will certainly bruise. He was angry. Hoseok was very angry, and Taehyung was angry and desperate, which brought him in this predicament.

-''Fuck me... now... f-fuck me...'' – He chanted in Hoseok's mouth, body trembling.

Hoseok slapped him repeatedly several times, hard and loud. Taehyung screamed and started crying, back arched once more as Hoseok pulled back. His painfully hard erection was twitching hard, the cock ring still on. He will go mad.

-''Look at you, so pathetic, baby boy.'' – He wrapped his hand around Taehyung's length and squeezed. Taehyung arched more, shaking, gripping at Hoseok's shoulders for dear life.

-''P-please...please...''

-''Oh, now you remembered to be polite.'' – Hoseok spoke calmly. – ''Well...too late.''

He removed his hand from Taehyung's cock and the latter cried out.

-''No! No! Hyung, please...I'll be good! Let me cum, Hyung please, let me cum!'' – Taehyung screamed, hands gripping at Hoseok's pushing it down on his length, but Hoseok just slapped them away.

-''You are not good, Taehyung!''

-''Please, Hyung, I'll be good! I'll be good, Hyung, please!'' – He sobbed, the body still shaking, brain panicking. He felt that his chest was about to explode. His heart was thumping like crazy.

The tears ran down his face and Hoseok observed him for a few moments, carefully.

-''Are you gonna be good, Taehyung?'' – He said in a much softer voice.

Taehyung nodded. Hoseok released Taehyung's hair and cupped his cheek.

-''Are you going to do what I say?''

-''Yes, yes, I'll be good...I will do everything you say Hyung.''

His body was still shaking from the need, he wanted to scream, to bite something hard, to squeeze with his fingers until it breaks, but he made himself to be calm....for Hoseok.

Hoseok moved them slightly, shifting so both of his feet were on the table. He reached down and pushed two of his fingers inside Taehyung and watched his eyes roll on the back of his head and flutter shut. He went on sucking his neck, licking at the sweat and oil, across the bruises that are forming quickly, while plunging the fingers of his other hand in Taehyung as well, stretching him, left and right.

Taehyung didn't scream this time. His mouth opened in a silent ''a'' as his eyes grew wide. The feeling was deliberating in a way, painful, yes, but Taehyung felt the chaos from his chest settling down in his stomach. The stretch held it locked inside.

Hoseok moved him slightly forward, fingers massaging the hole, pulling and stretching left and right, up and down. Taehyung was panting loudly, tears never stopped falling as he whimpered from the back of his throat every time Hoseok pulls a bit wider.

-''Taehyung.'' – He said in Taehyung's jaw. – ''Reach behind and touch my cock.''

Taehyung shuddered and did what he was told, his long shaky fingers touching at the head, sliding down to wrap themselves around the length.

Hoseok breathed a bit heavier than before. – ''Hold it upright. Hold it steady.'' – He spoke.

Taehyung only had time to take one big breath before Hoseok moved him up, fingers still digging in his hole. He felt the blunt head of Hoseok's dick breaching through the stretched muscles, and then he has pushed down the length until the end.

Taehyung tossed his head back, scrunching his eyes as he moaned loudly, grunting with the fullness. Hoseok's fingers slip out from the hole, but stayed on the cheeks, squeezing them and kneading the flesh. He licked inside Taehyung's mouth, collecting his whimpers.

-''That's right, baby boy... That's it.'' – He chanted, moving Taehyung's hips on his cock, brushing at the nerves inside. He knew that Taehyung barely held control over himself right now. He heard his ragged breathing, quiet whimpering, and felt his entire body shivering from anticipation, from the raw need he fell.

He started moving him harder on his length, listening to Taehyung's sexy voice. He wrapped one of his hands around Taehyung's cock again, pumping it slowly. Taehyung whined like an animal. His hips started rocking in the fist, trying to move Hoseok's dick on his prostate in the process. Hoseok hummed sensually in Taehyung's mouth and licked inside. Their tongues slid around one another in a wet and sloppy dance.

Hoseok took Taehyung's tongue in his mouth and sucked, provoking a lewd moan from him. His hips started bucking faster as Hoseok sucked at the slippery muscle, making those obscene noises. He released him with the pop, hugging Taehyung closer. He was now rocking himself faster.

-''Are you ready to take what you need, Taehyung?''- He asked, licking the stripe on his neck and then kissing Taehyung's lips. – ''Hmmm? Are you ready to fuck yourself on my dick?'' – He asked seductively, barely holding himself in control.

-''Yes...yes...yes...'' – Taehyung breathed in Hoseok's mouth and then rose, the cock sliding out almost until the end and then he impaled himself down with such force that Hoseok fell back on the table, shutting his eyes in a long moan.

-''Fuck yes, baby!'' – He yelled and bucked his hips up, but there was no need, Taehyung was on him, hands on his chest as he rode him so hard, crying out from pleasure.

-''Yes! Yes!! Aaaah Hyung, yes!!'' – He screamed, gasping for air as he moved his body in animalistic speed, impaling himself hard on Hoseok's member. He bent down to sink his teeth in Hoseok's flesh and the latter screamed.

He pulled him by his hair and slapped him again.

-''What did I told you about biting back? Huh?'' – Hoseok growled dangerously, squeezing Taehyung on his body, planting both of his feet on the table and shooting his hips in Taehyung vigorously.

-''You wild animal! That's what you are Taehyung! A wild and sexy as hell!'' – Hoseok snarled at him and bit back, making Taehyung hiss, bucking his own body down on Hoseok's. it was wild sex, filled with raw need and brute force. Every stab of Hoseok's cock on his prostate sent Taehyung's mind into a frenzy. He wanted to cum so much, but the cock ring prevented that. Taehyung never felt so angry, so frustrated and he never craved the release as much as he did then.

Their hands were groping and slapping each other, tongues licking and teeth biting, bodies tight as strings, ready to break. The massage bed creaked and shook with their movements, near breaking point. The sounds that came out of them did not sound human. It was completely and utterly wild.

The real Taehyung remembered this feeling. He remembered the chains he felt. This was, perhaps, the fourth time he experimented with Hoseok. Well..it was not supposed to be an experiment, rater a simple familiar séance for filming, but somehow, things got out of hand. It never happened again after that. Both he and Hoseok were bruised and branded with teeth and hand-prints on their bodies like they were mauled by the animals. Taehyung felt so embarrassed after that, ignoring Hoseok for the entire month before Hoseok cornered him down to talk. He fucked him nice and slow then. They made each other a promise to never go that far ever again.

-''Aaaah Taehyung, shit angel, I'm gonna cum!'' – Hoseok screamed, pounding at Taehyung's hole mercilessly. He jerked Taehyung fast until he was sobbing, nearing his own end at the pit of his stomach. He ripped the cock ring from Taehyung's cock and the man screamed when the first wave of warm cum hit his insides.

The seed burst out from Taehyung's dick, shooting so high it almost reached Hoseok's face. Taehyung's voice was raw, high-pitched and breathy as he rocked hard, pressing his prostate down on the leaking member and pushing into Hoseok's tight fist. He rode his orgasm long, screaming brokenly, spurting cum in waves after waves. It has no end. His body shook so violently, voice has gone completely, feeling the vein in his head and neck pulsing dangerously. He never came so hard in his life before.

He felt down on Hoseok's chest, gasping for air in wheezing sounds, chest heaving, and body shaking.

-''It's okay, baby, you're okay. You were great Taehyungie... calm down. It's over, you're free.'' – Hoseok cradled him in his arms, whispering the words in his ear gently, kissing his hair. He went to pull out, and the other man hissed.

-''Shh...it's okay. Come, angel, let's get you warm.'' – He said, sitting up with Taehyung still in his arms, wrapping Tae's legs around his waist, and Tae's arms around his neck before slowly standing up on wobbly feet.

Taehyung still shook visibly and cried when Hoseok took him out of the frame. There was a certain rustling of clothes. Taehyung remembered freezing and then the warmth of Hoseok's body on his again, under the heavy blanket. The video suddenly ended there when Hoseok switched it off.

Taehyung sat on the bed between two men, feeling the hardness of his dick and hotness of his skin. He felt shame as well. He wished that this video never existed, that Jungkook and Jimin never saw it - that beast inside of him. That it stayed a secret only for him and Hoseok.

He pulled himself to the other side of the bed, away from the two men, not daring to look them in the eyes.

-''That was the first and the last time it happened...'' – He said quietly, voice a bit wavering. – ''That way, I mean. He pushed me too hard, still learning about my boundaries. I was stressed so much because of the finals, among other things. Before, simple rough sex would help me ease up the tension a bit, but I guess I was too stressed out at that time. School and grandma...I was just so sad...so angry. Things didn't go as planned and we never allowed each other to fall that deep into our roles again. That's when I decided that I will never be his submissive.'' – Taehyung spoke in a low voice. It was followed by silence.

-''I trust him still, I feel safe with him. He would be the one I went whenever I felt too stressed. He knew how to calm me down. He studied psychology after all.'' – Taehyung chuckled. – ''It's weird that he doesn't work as a psychiatrist, but publisher and agent. Still, he helped me calm my anxieties and build my sexual confidence.'' – Taehyung sighed deeply.

-''I feel ashamed that this video exists, that he didn't delete it and that you saw it. I didn't want you to see me like that. Wild and crazy, so pathetic. I didn't want to repulse you, I'm sorry.''

Taehyung quickly thought about his past, about his youth and college year. The stories ran so fast in his head but he managed to catch every single one of them. Licking at his lips and gulping he saliva that gathered in his mouth, eyes closed as he whimpered. 

-''I told you not to watch.'' – He finally opened and raised his eyes to look at the other two men and his breath hitched in his throat.

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Well... I just couldn't resist not showing you a part of Hoseok's and Taehyung's past, although I don't think either of you expected this wildness. Tae was in a very sensitive place at the time. Still discovering himself and his place in the society, still fighting the stress and other emotions he felt. Don't we all have those moments? Moments of vulnerability, anger, and darkness...sure we do.

Either way, Jungkook, and Jimin were wrong by insisting to watch it even after Tae begged them not to. They were curious as to why would Taehyung want to hide it. Jimin, because he couldn't believe that Tae would hide something from him, and Jungkook because deep down he looked Hoseok as a threat. His jealousy doing its thing, even though there was no need for that. 

I never approved of violent sex, but whatever rocks your boat. I guess sometimes you just need things to be rough, to let go of some steam. It was pretty quick how things can escalate from the calm massage to this...but hey, things happen...

What do you think about it? How will Jimin and Jungkook react at this? Feel free to tell me. I hope you will enjoy =) Until next week, take care, darlings 💜