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Sunbathing has never been an appealing use of time to Yoongi.

It consists of almost everything he hates and tries to actively avoid; the heat, feeling sweaty, and the sun.

The sun being the main deterrent because his pale skin certainly doesn't take too kindly to it's rays burning across any exposed areas within minutes of exposure.

The only reason- well, two reasons- he agrees to such activities time and time again during the warmer months are splashing around in the pool a few meters in front of where he's laid out on a lounge chair.

They look elated. Happily laughing, making so much noise as they pass the beach ball back and forth it draws Yoongi's attention away from the book he's reading to look up at the cinematic scene, observing their fun with a fond smile on his lips.

Although the warm feeling of adoration in his chest is enough to make his heart want to burst, the heartwarming scene isn't doing much to deter his mind from going to more obscene places as he gapes at how gorgeous his half-naked boyfriends look.

Bodies glistening with water, muscles flexing with every splash directed at the other.

The sight is as sexy as it is playful.

When they're tired of playing, they begin making their way from the deeper end of the pool to the steps that lead out of it, muscles rippling wonderfully as they wade through the water.

They get out of the water, ruffling and combing through their dripping wet hair in a synchronization that almost seems rehearsed, as they walk towards the veranda of the rented vacation home their adoring hyung has been lounging under.

Water trickles down their skin, droplets rolling down their torsos, catching the sun rays so beautifully it looks, again, like a scene straight out of movie.

Or a high quality porno.

Jungkook shakes his head to dry his hair, a habit the younger had originally developed to tease Taehyung with whenever they would venture out on their water expeditions, as the two enjoy anything involving the outdoors and water- often dragging Yoongi along with them- but now finds to be an effective to dry his strands when he's feeling lazy.

As he shakes his hair out, water falling all around him, Taehyung pushes his own untamed tresses back to reveal his forehead. His gorgeous fucking forehead that makes Yoongi salivate.

The sight of both of them is making his already heated body temperature rise with every droplet he follows closely as they trail down their bodies.

When he lets out an audible, almost choked whimper, a sound he thought was relatively quiet but somehow both seem to have heard, they turn their attention to their porcelain Hyung who's eyeing them with unmistakable, animalistic hunger in his irises, cheeks flushed.

"Enjoying the show, Hyung?" Jungkook smiles crookedly.

"Looks like it." Taehyung smirks, nodding towards Yoongi's trunks.

Yoongi can't help the blush that deepens across his cheeks as he lays under the youngers' predatory stares.

He's well aware that he's had a semi for the past however long the two had been playing in the water, but can they blame him?

Such a display of rolling muscles, sun kissed skin occasionally pressing against each other as they'd smile into affectionate kisses that turned a bit more heated.

And now getting to see them up close, within reach, his semi has quickly turned into a full hard on.

The two tower over Yoongi's form, looking like starved predators.

Yoongi feels his temperature continue to rise, watching with anticipation as they appraise his body, which the two thoroughly worship.

After taking in Yoongi's appearance- him in a thin t-shirt and a pair of thin, light pink swim trunks that are riding up his delectably milky thighs- they kneel next to him as they continue to tease.

"What were you thinking while you were watching us, Hyung?" Taehyung giggles with a mischievous glint in his eye.

Jungkook then leans in, causing a shiver to run down Yoongi's spine as his lips ghost over the shell of his ear. "Did you enjoy watching your good boys play in the water?"

"You could have joined us you know." Taehyung says as he runs his fingertips up the side of Yoongi's thigh. "We would have made a dip in the pool well worth your while, Hyung."

"You know I don't li-" Yoongi cuts his words off with a gasp as Jungkook takes his earlobe between his lips, sucking the metal rings between his teeth and rolling the tip of his tongue over the accessory, nipping the earlobe all the while.

He then places his knee onto the lounge Yoongi is rested on.

Taehyung watches the scene, running his tongue across his bottom lip slowly as he continues to lightly rub Yoongi's thigh.

When Yoongi combs his fingers into the hair at the nape of Jungkook's neck, giving it a tug that draws a low groan out of the younger, Jungkook angles his body forward, causing his thigh to make contact with Yoongi's throbbing dick.

Yoongi throws his head back at the slightest bit of pressure, allowing Jungkook room to begin kissing down his throat.

Yoongi's eyes are closed so he misses when Taehyung taps Jungkook's shoulder, drawing the younger's attention to him as Taehyung motions for him to lift Yoongi into a seated position.

The action of being lifted surprises Yoongi, who snaps his eyes open when he feels himself move but Jungkook captures his lips as he moves Yoongi with the intention of bringing him closer to him for a kiss.

Jungkook trails his fingertips along the waistband of Yoongi's shorts before dragging them up his sides, lifting his shirt with him.

He then takes the shirt more firmly between his fingers, lifting it over Yoongi's head after breaking their kiss momentarily before connecting them again, tossing the shirt off to the side.

As the two continue to push and glide their lips in sync, Taehyung slides himself onto the lounge chair behind Yoongi, each leg on either side of him as he begins placing open mouth kisses down the side of Yoongi's neck.

Yoongi can only whine into Jungkook's mouth as Taehyung finds the sensitive spot at the base of his neck in the same moment Jungkook presses his thigh to Yoongi's dick again.

He's euphorically trapped between the two of them, Taehyung's water and sunblock slicked pecs pressing against his back while Yoongi runs his right hand up and down the ridges of Jungkook's abs, his left hand gripping the back of his neck, keeping Jungkook pulled into the heated kiss.

Taehyung continues nibbling and lapping at his neck while Jungkook claims his lips, both of their sun tanned skin contrasting beautifully with Yoongi's fairer complexion as the wonderfully tight feeling of arousal continues to coil in the pit of their stomachs.

Hands continue to roam, gliding and gripping, scratching and tugging, as both Taehyung's and Jungkook's kisses turn more rough and heated.

When Yoongi pulls away from Jungkook to try to catch his breath, Jungkook leans past him to kiss Taehyung.

Yoongi watches the two with heavy lids- thoroughly enjoying his front row seat- watching how their tongues brush and entangle up close.

How they both hungrily make out while holding tightly onto Yoongi's body between theirs, hands continuing to roam and caress his leaves Yoongi shivering with want.

As the two continue licking into each other's mouths, Yoongi continues to pant before letting out a choked moan when Jungkook presses his palm against Yoongi's dick, beginning to palm him through his trunks.

When Jungkook breaks the kiss to take a breath, Taehyung opens his heavily lidded eyes, panting himself when his eyes land on a stray drop of water coursing down Jungkook's neck.

He leans towards the drop, using the tip of his tongue to follow up its shiny trail until he catches Jungkook's lips again.

Yoongi can only watch, enthralled, straining his neck to follow their every move.

He can't stop another loud whine from escaping his lips as Jungkook moves his thigh against him again.

As wonderful as the occasional friction feels, and as beautiful as the sight is, watching with lust as his boyfriends' tongues dance together, he's started to feel desperate.

He craves their attention as he is rock hard; swim trunks constraining his dick that is begging to be set free, his every nerve on fire.

He begins to squirm and whimper for their attention when he feels Jungkook's chest vibrate as he lets out a series of low chuckles, pulling away from Taehyung, understanding Yoongi's signal and ready to give him the attention he's wanting.

Jungkook takes Yoongi's lips with his again as Taehyung goes back to attacking the other side of Yoongi's neck, nibbling and licking sporadically.

When Yoongi feels Jungkook slip his hand into his trunks, wrapping his hand around his throbbing dick, he drops his head back onto Taehyung's shoulder behind him, eyes rolling back in his head.

Jungkook lazily strokes him a few times, running his thumb over the tip and reveling in the moans Yoongi elicits while arching his back so his chest flushes with Jungkook's before tugging Yoongi's shorts down harshly with both hands.

Yoongi then lifts himself up off the cushion just enough for Jungkook to slide them right under his plump his ass.

Jungkook spits on his hand before returning to Yoongi's dick to continue stroking. Yoongi lulls his head forward to rest his forehead against Jungkook's shoulder, moans being muffled as he begins to rut up into the younger's hand.

Taehyung begins to chuckle against Yoongi's skin, a husky sound that resonates in his ribcage, vibrating against Yoongi's back before he saying, "So needy for us, Hyung."

"I think he'd like more, Jungkookie," Taehyung smiles, feeling amused as he moves his hands down to Yoongi's hips to still his movements

"All he has to do is ask," Jungkook says lowly, lips ghosting against Yoongi's ear yet again as he slows his hand movements.

"Please..." Yoongi whines between his breathy sobs. "Please... more."

"More what? You have to be more specific, Hyungie," Jungkook smirks, knowing exactly what Yoongi wants but ceasing all movement until he voices it, Taehyung doing the same with his own movements.

Jungkook tightens his hold around the base of Yoongi's dick when he thinks he's been silent for a few seconds too long.

"Ah- Ah, fuck! I want you to fuck me!" Yoongi gasps before whining desperately. "Fu- fuck me please, Kookie. Want you inside me. Please."

Taehyung lets out a satisfied moan at the neediness in Yoongi's tone that almost harmonizes with the one Jungkook lets out.

God do his boyfriends love when Yoongi begs.

"As you wish," Jungkook smiles with satisfaction before placing a softer kiss on Yoongi's lips.

After he pulls away he glances at Taehyung before giving the slightest of nods. "Tae, why don't you start prepping him while I get the lube."

Taehyung wastes no time, standing up to move out from behind Yoongi while Jungkook stands up as well.

Jungkook then drags Yoongi's shorts down his legs until they are off before tossing them beside them on the ground.

"On all fours, Hyung," he instructs, tapping Yoongi's thigh.

Yoongi quickly does as told, rolling over before propping himself up on his hands and knees.

Taehyung replaces where Jungkook was stood behind Yoongi, taking his fingers into his mouth, coating them in saliva before crouching down to kneel behind Yoongi.

He spreads his ass cheeks with his hands before bringing his dripping fingers to circle around Yoongi's hole.

Yoongi clenching as Taehyung spreads the spit around him before pushing in a fingertip.

Yoongi's back arches as he lets out a satisfied moan.

When Taehhung tries to push the finger in further, Yoongi begins clenching tightly, making it so Taehyung can't slide in so easily.

"Relax, Hyung," he purrs, leaning forward to trail kisses down Yoongi's back.

Taehyung pulls his hand away, intending to coat his fingers in more spit, hungry eyes glued on Yoongi's ass.

Just as he lifts his hand to his lips his hunger overtakes him and he decides to forego licking his fingers in favor of licking and lapping at the hole directly.

He drops to his knees, sticks out his tongue, leaning forward to lick a stripe over the area.

"Mother FUCK! Tae!" Yoongi gasps as Taehyung begins to eat his ass.

"Fuck, that's hot," Jungkook says huskily as he walks back up beside the two, lube and condoms in hand.

He pushes his shorts down, dick springing out as he begins stroking himself at the show in front of him.

Yoongi lets out an unhappy groan when Taehyung pulls his mouth off of him, but the groan turns into a high pitched "Shit, Tae!" as Taehyung prods his fingertip in to the first knuckle.

When he pushes a second finger in and begins to scissor and twist his fingers, using his other hand to shove into his own pants to start stroking himself.

"Fuck! Tae, I- I'm g-gonna come!" Yoongi chokes out as his thighs begin to twitch.

"Not yet," Jungkook says curtly, meeting eyes with Taehyung. "Take his mouth, Taetae. I know you love the way Hyung's mouth feels around you."

Taehyung gives Yoongi one last pump with his fingers before removing his hand entirely.

"Is it okay if I use your mouth, Hyung?" Taehyung asks, bursting with anticipation but willing to finish himself off if Yoongi doesn't consent.

"Yes, please! Fill me up. Make me gag. Choke me. Please!" Yoongi stammers, chest rising and falling rapidly in his delirium.

He quickly moves to stand in front of Yoongi as Jungkook slots himself behind the older, standing between his legs.

Jungkook runs both hands up the back of Yoongi's soft thighs, admiring the silky, unblemished skin before placing his hands on his hips to pull the older towards him.

Yoongi lets out a yelp at the subtle manhandling but follows the unspoken direction, arching his back so that his ass can be angled better for Jungkook.

When Taehyung kneels in front of Yoongi, shorts pushed down, dick fully hard and ready for his mouth, Yoongi looks up to lock eyes with Taehyung.

Taehyung's dark, lust filled eyes seem to get even darker when Yoongi smirks before sticking his tongue out, ready to taste him.

Taehyung lets out a low groan before looking from Yoongi to Jungkook.

Yoongi sees Taehyung give a small nod as he licks over his lips just as he feels Jungkook begin to align himself with his prepped hole.

Yoongi lets out an excited whine when Jungkook begins to circling his tip around his rim, but his excitement turns to impatience when Jungkook draws out the teasing for longer than Yoongi would like.

So, feeling a little bratty himself, Yoongi decides to take matters into his own hands.

When he feels Jungkook pause momentarily he pushes back harshly, causing Jungkook to bottom out in one go.

"Oh fu- JESUS, HYUNG!" He gasps loudly followed by a drawn out grown.

Yoongi lets out a loud moan when Jungkook slaps his right ass cheek a bit hard as he begins thrusting.

"Naughty," Taehyung chuckles as he combs the hair off of Yoongi's forehead with his long fingers.

Yoongi doesn't realize his eyes have been closed until Taehyung tells him to look at him.

"Are you ready for me, pretty?" He coos sweetly.

Yoongi's always appreciated this about Taehyung.

He adores both of his boyfriends, revels in their love and affection, but they both do things in such different ways.

While Jungkook is more forward- more intense with his love- Taehyung is more patient, soft.

They both give Yoongi all the love he could ever want- as well as mind blowing orgasms- but they each handle him in different ways. Ways that perfectly balance with the other.

Yoongi nods his head enthusiastically, not failing to notice how Jungkook's pace begins to pick up as he relaxes his jaw, opening wider for Taehyung.

Taehyung brings his hips closer to Yoongi and eases his tip into his hot mouth.

Yoongi closes his hips around him, beginning to suck shallowly as soon as Taehyung's shaft is settled on his tongue.

He tries to bring one hand up to grab the base of Taehyung dick to take more into his mouth, but when he tries to support his weight on one arm he finds it difficult due to the movement from the snapping of Jungkook's hips as he had again quickened his pace.

"Kookie," Taehyung almost moans as Yoongi dips his tongue into his slit, "Why don't you let Hyung take control for a minute. Let him fuck himself on you."

Yoongi can hear the grin in Jungkook's voice as he answers with an ecstatic sounding "Okay!" He then slows his movements before stilling his hips entirely.

Yoongi looks up, catching Taehyung's eye.

Taehyung sends him a wink, him being fully aware that he has voiced what Yoongi was starting to think.

Sometimes Jungkook can get dazed- lost in the lust- and start going a little too fast, not allowing himself to fully indulge in the sensations he's feeling.

Yoongi hums in satisfaction around Taehyung as he begins to push himself back into Jungkook before going forward towards Taehyung again.

He finds a good pace where he's able to meet Jungkook's hips with his ass, making Taehyung's dick almost completely leave his mouth before he moves forward, taking almost all (because honestly, the guy is huge and Yoongi's tried and has yet to accomplish taking all of him in his mouth) of Taehyung's length in with one push.

While he's controlling the pace, Yoongi has one hand on Taehyung thigh- probably digging his palm in too harshly as he using the leverage to push back into Jungkook- while the other hand is around the base of Taehyung's cock, stroking in tandem with Yoongi's bobbing.

When Jungkook wraps his hands around Yoongi's waist, raising his hips just a little and holding him there, he begins to meet Yoongi's movements with his own more leisurely paced forward thrusts, hitting his prostate with every snap of his hips.

The overwhelmingly amazing sensation makes Yoongi moan and hum louder around Taehyung, the vibrations causing him to throw his head back and harshly grab Yoongi's head.

"That's it pretty Hyung." Taehyung sighs, "God, you're so good. Taking such good care of us."

The three of them speed up their movements in tandem, Jungkook snapping his hips with every one of Yoongi movements back into him while Taehyung raises the volume of his voice as he continues to rain down praises on his Hyung between his grunts and hisses.

Several seconds later when Taehyung stutters out that he's getting close Yoongi tries his best to nod, saying that he is too.

"W-wait... I'm almost there." Jungkook grunts, leaning forward to grasp Yoongi's hips harder with one hand and reach around him to begin jerking him off with the other.

It doesn't take many more strokes for Yoongi to come into Jungkook's hand, the vibrations of his throaty whine pushing Taehyung over the edge so he releases down the back of Yoongi's throat, while the moan Taehyung lets out pushes Jungkook over the edge.

Yoongi's continues to suck Taehyung off to elongate his orgasm until Taehyung tugs lightly on his hair, hips sputtering from over sensitivity.

Yoongi winces slightly when he feels Jungkook pull out of him, then gasps when he feels his tongue lapping over his asshole seconds later.

He bites his lip harshly between his teeth, struggling for air, thankful for the break from all the wonderful sensations when Jungkook pulls away, leaving a few kisses on his right cheek before standing up.

Yoongi collapses forward onto the padded loung chair, landing directly on his cum, but he doesn't care.

Between the heat and the sex, he's too exhausted to even think about cleaning himself off right now.

Time seems to stop as they try to catch their breath and come down from their highs.

After a few deep breaths, Jungkook removes his condom before tying it off and pulling his trunks back into place.

Yoongi on the other hand is feeling much too spent to think about getting dressed right now, opting to continue laying face down, butt naked on the lounge, not having enough energy to care that his ass is on full display.

After pulling his shorts back on and wiping the remaining cum off of his hands, Jungkook walks to a nearby trash bin to discard of the condom.

On his way back to Yoongi and Taehyung, he just now notices how Yoongi is laying.

With a mischievous smirk he slows his steps as he approaches before leaning down to smack Yoongi's ass, admiring its bounce as Yoongi yelps.

He then follows with an unhappy whine and reaching back to rub the area that was hit.

"How did you manage smack the exact spot you did before?!" Yoongi complains, eyes still closed and brows furrowed unhappily.

Jungkook doesn't answer, instead he just smacks Yoongi's other cheek.

"Jeon Jungkook!" Yoongi growls, feeling a little more annoyance now but still letting out a series of laughs.

The laughter only intensifies when he turns around to see the younger is no longer behind him just as he hears a loud splash from the pool.

He sits up as Taehyung folds over laughing at the series of events he'd stood quietly by- swimsuit back in place- and watched.

"Brats," Yoongi mumbles.

Ruffling a hand through his hair, he looks down and notices the cum on his chest. He scrunches his nose as he picks up the nearest towel to wipe himself clean.

Once he's done he's happy the cum is off of him, but he's still feeling sticky from sweat.

When he moves to set the down back onto the ground he notices his shorts not far from him on the ground.

Yoongi leans over to reach for them when Taehyung crouches down, picking them up first.

Still in the crouched position, he moves to straighten the shorts out so he can help Yoongi get them back on.

After stepping into the legs, Yoongi tries to stand but nearly falls. Taehyung narrowly catches him with an amused giggle.

He drags his hand down Yoongi's still bare torso, then down his things to where the shorts are stopped. He hooks his fingers in the waistband as he pulls them up over the globe of Yoongi's ass.

Once they're secured in place, Taehyung presses a kiss to Yoongi's temple before leaning back to look at him.

"I'm all sticky with sweat and I can't walk." Yoongi mumbles before letting out a yawn.

"There's a big pool full of water right behind me, Hyung. We could go for a quick swim to rinse it off," Taehyung soothes.

"But I don't like to swim," Yoongi pouts.

"I know, Hyung." Taehyung smiles softly, rubbing circles on Yoongi's back. "How about this. I'll hold you so you won't have to swim. I'll carry you into the water and I won't let go."

"You promise?" Yoongi whispers shyly, a faint blush spreading on his face.

Taehyung nods. "Promise."

"Okay." Yoongi concedes. "Take me to the water." He sighs heavily as he relaxes his body against Taehyung's, nearly slumping to the ground but Taehyung is fast and quickly hooks one arm around Yoongi's back, the other under his knees as he lifts him up.

Yoongi nuzzles his head under Taehyung chin as they walk into the sun.

"Two minutes." He grumbles as he shuts his eyes tightly. "That's one hundred and twenty seconds, Taehyung. Then I want to be taken inside and tucked into bed."

"Okay, Hyung." Taehyung giggles as he begins descending the stairs into the pool. "Anything for you."

His steps are heavy as he is feeling quite tired himself, but he doesn't let go of Yoongi, keeping him securely in his arms as he lowers them into the water to get his pretty Hyung cleaned off and ready for his nap.