Warning: seriously explicit content 😎 who's ready for 7 bitches????

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"What are you making, Taehyung?" Jeongguk's soft little voice piped from behind him.

Taehyung wasn't ashamed to admit that he'd been avoiding him since their unfortunate confrontation at the dinner table. A week had rolled by in a blur and he had managed to stir as far away from the teenager as possible, as far from his girlfriend's house as he could manage.

Taehyung hadn't really slept from that night on, tossing and turning against the permanent bulge in his trousers. (Or so it seemed that way. He really wished it would fade soon or he would soon lose a mighty piece of his dignity.) His head ached from stress, dealing with his girlfriend and his work was hard enough, now he had to deal with his dick.

But it was Sunday, Lisa needed help with her boutique and her impromptu dinner party she was holding for her prissy princess friends; and of course, she'd demanded his presence there.
Jeongguk just couldn't mind his own business.
The younger's hot breath fanned the nape of his neck as he leaned over the man's shoulder to look into the pan below.

Taehyung was stirring the thick liquid before him, really wanting to be left alone for a few peaceful moments. His cheeks burned, hot from the steam and how close Jeongguk was, yet again.

"Soup." He mumbled quietly, praying that Jeongguk would hear his silent plea of distress as he reached for the salt in the cabinet above.

He didn't.

"Looks tasty." He whispered softly, his voice ticklinh his hairs, sweet voice echoing down his ear as he giggled and jumped up to sit on the counter next to him, right in his peripheral vision. In his head, Taehyung badly wanted to brace his strong hands on the boy's thick thighs that seemed so damn tight in those ripped black jeans of his. He wanted to squeeze them and knead his ass but that'd be a bad idea because Lisa was literally in the opposite room with a perfect view of them.

A bad idea indeed.

The older continued to stir his soup absently, Jeongguk watching him from the side. Why was it so hard to restrain himself? Why did Taehyung find it so damn difficult? Every second that passed was dangerous, if anything happened, then Taehyung was dead meat.

"Taehyung!" Lisa's commanding voice boomed from the dining room through to the kitchen as her nails tapped away on her laptop. She was always so busy, Taehyung wondered what was so difficult about managing a boutique; barely around, only there when she needed things from him.

What a healthy relationship.

"Get the meat out the oven, make the sandwiches and then lay the table and get Jeongguk to do the dishes, I have to pop round to the shop for a second." She ordered sternly, her high heels clicking against the tiled floor as they faded with the slam of the front door. Taehyung visibly relaxed.

Jeongguk snorted.

"She's such a bitch." The teen laughed incredulously. "I almost feel sympathetic."

Taehyung raised an eyebrow at him, what did he mean? "Almost?" He questioned lowly, stirring again, what could possibly have deterred him?

His eyes were trained on the pale skin of his forearms, the way he drummed his fingers on his thigh, so carefree and innocent.

"If you weren't having your cock sucked by her little brother, I would have felt completely sorry for you." Jeongguk giggled gently, eyes twinkling with mischief. How could he stay so innocent with such dirty things coming from those soft looking lips of his? Taehyung found it impossible to believe.

"First of all, you haven't sucked my cock, second of all, I don't need your sympathy, this is all part of a healthy relationship. Fights are common, kid, you wouldn't understand." He grumbled, turning off the stove and placing his hands on either side of the smaller boy. Jeongguk remained unfazed, much to Taehyung's dismay, what would it take to make him blush? He really needed to find out.

"Bet you want me to suck your cock." Jeongguk whispered.

Nevermind, Taehyung was the one blushing now.

"Bet you've dreamed of it, haven't you Taehyung?"

"Wh-what I never said that-"

"Of course you didn't, I did." He was so sure if himself, fuck, why did it have to be so attractive? Why did he have to be so hot in general? His pretty red cheeks, his pale, unmarked milk skin, his cute little button nose, his dark brows, his ebony locks that spilled over his forehead and grazed his eyes. His big, beautiful doe eyes.

"Bet you've dreamed of me."

Fuck.

This was not happening.

    A few seconds passed of fierce gazing. He clenched his jaw at the way the boy tilted his head and let his gaze fall to his lips Taehyung felt his heart hammer in his chest with every passing moment. No, they couldn't do this, this was so fucking wrong, this was wrong, wrong, wrong, fuck-

"Kiss me." Jeongguk breathed. Taehyung has no other choice but to comply, really, he didn't. His body seemed to lunge forward as their lips collided again, frantic and forbidden.

And like that, they were kissing with such intensity that Taehyung couldn't think straight anymore, every inch of his skin burned for him, like withdrawal from a drug. He shoved his tongue down the boys throat and roughly grabbed his waist, quickly pulling him closer.

Jeongguk opened his mouth and let Taehyung claim him, sighed at the feeling of his cold hands on his hips, rubbing soft circles with the warmth of his hot mouth and tongue was heaven. Jeongguk's lips tasted like cherry, soft and plump and red and juicy. He couldn't get enough of him, his heart refused to let him go no matter how much his mind seemed to force him. He couldn't stop kissing him.

Because kissing Jeongguk Jeon was a dream come true.

Taehyung removed his lips and attached them to the smaller's neck, sucking on his golden skin, his blood roared in his head as he bit him and marked him and licked him, up, up, up till he reached his earlobe and he felt him shiver under his touch as he nibbled on it gently.  He kissed him again, harder this time, longer and deeper as his cheeks burned and burned and burned. Why was this so wrong, yet it felt so fucking right?

The older grabbed a fistful of his hair and groaned into his mouth as Jeongguk took a small hand and started palming Taehyung's erection through his jeans.

"Shit." He cursed, lowering his gaze to to where Jeongguk was rubbing him. He looked back up to see him as needy as ever; face flushed and red hot, lips swollen and bitten, eyes hooded, dark hair ruffled, saliva dripping from the corner of his small mouth- God it was a holy sight.

"Just fucking accept that you want me and not her." He moaned, eyes wandering to Taehyung's pants as his tiny fingers fumbled for the zipper.

Holy shit.

"Jeongguk, fuck." Taehyung wrapped his hand around his wrist and stopped him but Jeongguk managed to let go of his grip and pull it down, along with his jeans that fell as a messy pile to the floor. The teenager got down from the countertop and slowly lowered himself to the ground.

Taehyung watched it all in slow motion.

He watched the way he looked up at him with that soft little smirk on his face, that slutty little look in his eye. He watched as he pushed himself forward and kissed him through his briefs, the way he brought up a hand to grab Taehyung's own and place it on his head. He wanted him to pat him, to tell him how good he was but Taehyung could barely speak, he just watched, cheeks burning embers. He felt the heat of the teen's mouth through the thin fabric as he breathed his hot breath on them, a small stain appearing on them from his precum. The older held back a string of curse words as Jeongguk placed his tongue in that very spot and licked it.

Fuck.

"Jeongguk, God. Please." Taehyung breathed heavily. He couldn't take this anymore, he needed some damn relief. And finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the younger hooked his fingers in the waistband and pulled them down, his erection springing free. Taehyung shivered as cool air hit it, with the heat of Jeongguk's breath. He needed his lips on it.

Now.

The teen gazed up at him softly, cheeks painted with a soft pink blush as his lips inched closer and closer towards it. But they didn't reach it. His cheek did. Taehyung watched with disbelief Jeongguk slid his throbbing cock past his cheek. His face burned with the heat from him against his length. Up and down, up and down, up and down, Jeongguk kept at it, mouth slightly parted for him, dazed, soft.  It was so hot. To see him like that, in his knees before him, whimpering with the older's pulsing cock on his red  face. "Tae." He mumbled gently, eyes needy again, panting.

How was he ever supposed to masterbate again?

Somewhere along the line, Jeongguk wrapped his small hand around it brought his small lips up towards the tip to kiss it softly, kitten licking it playfully, kneading his balls with his other hand. The teen swirled his tongue around his head pushing it against his slit that had Taehyung bracing his hands on the countertop to stop himself from collapsing onto him. His tongue found its way down to the base and licked long, lengthy strips, hot and wet and so fucking good. How was Taehyung already close? Shit, he was so amazing at this.

Without any further warning, Jeongguk shoved it in his mouth and Taehyung had lost a piece of his sanity.

"Oh, holy shit." He cursed, looking down at the boy. Only half was really in it. His tip was resting at the base of his hot throat, mouth tight and moulded to fit him perfectly. He wasn't struggling with his size. He just looked up at him again with his big doe eyes of his, expectantly, waiting for him. Taehyung reached a hand down to brush a few stray hairs away from his cheeks. He was doing so well, Taehyung wanted to let out a cry of pleasure.

Jeongguk slowly brought his mouth back till only the head was left on his tongue, before plunging himself down on it again, shiny wet lips sliding past his length as he bobbed his head and took Taehyung like he was his last meal.

"God, please yes." He groaned gripping his hair with a tight fist and guiding him, he didn't have to. Jeongguk knew exactly what he was doing. Exactly how to hollow his cheeks, exactly how to slacken his jaw, exactly how to groan against his cock, he knew exactly what he wanted.

Taehyung began to thrust his hips in time to Jeongguk's bobbing. Tears began to form in the younger's eyes as he braced his hands against Taehyung's thighs, yet he didn't stop. He kept sucking and sucking and sucking. The older was close. So, so close. He snapped his hips forward till every inch of him was down his throat, bulging as his nose touched his navel and wetness dripped from from his mouth and he gagged against him, eyelashes fluttering shut as he let himself submit.

"Yes, fuck yes," Taehyung  whimpered as he thrust into him again, one last time into his hot, wet cavern.

And he came.

His orgasm shattered through him, crept to every inch of his skin as he released into the boys mouth, he saw it pooling at the edge of his lips that remained attached to him. Only when he pulled off did he see it drip down his red cheek, dribble down his dripping chin onto the floor beneath. Jeongguk stuck out his tongue for him and giggled, his cum pooled on his pink tongue, stringing from the tip of his glistening cock, he sat, panting and heaving along with Taehyung.

The man wondered how he'd taken him, how he'd breathed with him in his mouth, he wouldn't be modest here because there'd be no point. He was huge. Yet Jeongguk was still so skilled with that sinful mouth of his.

Taehyung didn't think he'd be able to touch his cock ever again.

Then it dawned upon him.

A little too late, mind you.

Jeongguk Jeon had sucked his cock.

Jeongguk Jeon, Lisa Jeon's own brother, had sucked his cock.

Taehyung Kim had his cock sucked by Jeongguk Jeon. Lisa Jeon's teenage brother.

Taehyung Kim had-

The sound of a key turning in the door, halted his thoughts.

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