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“Kitten, wake up. Daddy’s got to piss.”
Jimin whined and squirmed away from the large hands pulling him from his beloved sleep. The squirming caused Jimin’s piss and cum soaked diaper to press against his little clit and force quiet whimpers from the younger.
“This is your last warning, Min. You’ve been sleeping for two hours longer than you were supposed too.”
“Okay, okay! ‘M awake!” He forced himself up, grinding against the wet fabric. “I’m up,” he pouted.
“Good boy, Minnie. Daddy’s proud of you,” Namjoon pressed a kiss to the younger’s plush lips.
The younger blushed at the words, face heating up in embarrassment. Large hands scooped him up off the bed and carried him towards the oversized bathroom. His diaper sagged comfortable under him and squished with every movement.
“What a dirty slut, you love sitting in your own piss? Huh, baby? You like stewing in your own filth?”
“Stop it, Daddy. ‘M not dirty!” Jimin pathetically shoved at Namjoon’s chest. His face burned in shame even as his cock have a pathetic twitch of interest.
“You are. You’re a whore who likes to piss himself everyday,” Namjoon said in a light tone, contradicting how harsh his words were. He placed the boy down own the counter with a smack to his thigh. He turned away to turn the shower on.
The sounds of water beating against the tub filled the room. Jimin swung his legs as heat began to pool in his gut while he waited for the water to heat up. The plug stuffed into him from last night nudged against his prostate. Snippets of being fucked full of everyone’s piss flashed in his mind only spurring on his aching hard on.
“Alright,” Namjoon turned back to the younger. He tugged off Jimin’s diaper and balled it up before tossing it in the trash can. He manhandled the male into the shower and stepped in behind him. “Bend over.”
Jimin pushed his ass out to the older and spread his legs as much as the tub would let him. The first slap startled him, almost making him lose balance. He gripped onto the bar before the assault of slaps could topple him over. Each hit came down harder that the last. Namjoon ignored Jimin’s cries of pain and pleasure in favor of landing more hits against the abused flesh.
“I wouldn’t have to do this-“ He cut himself off with another slap, “If you had just listened to me. But, of course, my dumb baby can only think with his dumb cock. It’s not even a cock, is it, Jimin? It’s so small it’s a clit.”
“It’s-“ Jimin hiccuped, “It’s not a clitty!”
“Then why is it so small?”
“It’s not!” Jimin cried harder.
“You love when we fuck your cunt full of our cum and piss. You’re disgusting, Jimin. Our pathetic cum dump who can’t do anything.”
Jimin pressed his burning face to the shower wall in a meek attempt to sooth his burning face. A jolt of pleasure coursed through his body. Namjoon was fucking the buttplug into him with reckless abandon. Jimin could feel his stomach deflate as the contents from last nights fuck-fest started to leak out.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll get you nice and full in a minute.” Namjoon twisted the plug and jabbed it against the younger’s prostate. The thick, bulbous part caught on Jimin’s pink, puffy rim, causing high keens and sobs to escape the male. The elder’s cock throbbed in anticipation of fucking the gaping hole splayed out in front of him.
When Jimin was fucked silly with the plug and couldn’t even talk through his sobs, Namjoon set the jeweled toy on the ledge, and slammed into Jimin’s cunt.
A shrill half-scream, half-moan ripped from Jimin’s throat, and if he wasn’t help up by Namjoon’s broad hands, he was sure that his face would be plastered onto the shower floor. The first splash of hot piss in his hole made his toes curl. He snuck a hand down, pressing against his quickly expanding gut. Even though he got fucked full every day, the feeling of burning hot pee forcing his stomach to its limits always made him dumb with pleasure. It felt like Namjoon was never going to stop pissing as he rocked his cock further into Jimin’s gut. Jimin milked the last few drops of piss from Namjoon’s cock while he adjusted to the hot liquid forcing his guts full.
“There we go~your cunnie was the perfect toilet,” Namjoon murmured as he slowly slipped out of Jimin’s sloppy hole and shoved the plug back in before anything could spill out.
“Thank you, Daddy. I love it when you fill my cunnie up~”
“Such a good boy for me,” Namjoon cooed. He reached around the boy and turned off the shower. Namjoon wrapped a fluffy towel around the boy and carried him out to the changing station carefully laying him down.
Jimin hissed quietly at the pain, squirming in discomfort, but waited for Namjoon to collect all the things. “Daddy?”
“Yes, baby?”
“Can you…” Jimin trailed off in embarrassment.
“Use your words, little duck.” Namjoon pulled out a fresh diaper and one of Jimin’s oversized sweatshirts.
“Can you cum on my clitty?” Jimin pressed his face in the soft fabric of the towel to avoid the amused look his daddy gave him.
“Of course. Roll over first.” Namjoon guided him onto his stomach, parting Jimin’s legs until the pretty gem between his cheeks was on full display. “Such a pretty boy,” the elder cooed.
Jimin clench his fists and ignored the way his face lit up from the praise. The soft words and gentle touches were so different from the harsh treatment just minutes prior. Jimin braced for the cold touch of ointment against his welted ass and whimpered at the stinging sensation it left behind.
“It’s okay, it’ll feel better soon,” Namjoon hushed the boy softly.
Trusting Namjoon, Jimin clenched his eyes shut and gnawed on his lip until the pain subsided.
“See? That wasn’t so bad.” He easily flipped the boy off of his front. “Daddy will cum on your clitty now.”
“Tha-thank you, daddy!” Jimin spread his legs apart until his leaking cock was on display. A pool of precum collected on his smooth shaven body while he watched Namjoon jack himself off. Jimin’s mouth watered at the sight of the thick cock, wanting it shoved deep down his throat.
Namjoon groaned under his breath, working himself faster. “Fuck-I’m gonna cum. Gonna cum on your clit and you’ll wear it all day.” A shudder ran down his spine at the thought of mark Jimin in such a dirty way.
Jimin watched with greedy eyes as Namjoon’s came on his body, pulling the last drops from the large head. “There we go.” Namjoon’s chest heaved and he leaned against the table to catch his breath. “All marked up, baby boy.”
“Thank you,” the syllables slurred into a baby-ish sort of speech. Jimin’s mind fell in a more submissive state, ready to please all the other band members. He didn’t even notice Namjoon taping the diaper over his cum-drenched cocklet.
Namjoon left Jimin on the changing table to come back to reality while he got dressed for the day. He was the last one up as everyone else had already gotten up to do various things, which is also why Jimin was allowed to sleep in so late. He tossed the towels into the hamper teeming dirty clothes from the day-one of the many downfalls of living with six other people. Namjoon turned back to the boy only for a fond smile to stretch across his face as he saw Jimin playing with one of the wipes.
“Having fun?”
Jimin looked at him like a deer in headlights. He gave a sheepish smile and held out the wipe to Namjoon, who took it from him.
“My sweet boy,” Namjoon hummed and tickled the boy’s nose with the damp cloth. A bout of giggles shook the smaller’s stomach as Namjoon began to repeat the action over and over again. The fun ended as quickly as it began when Jimin’s stomach rumbled. “Looks like someone needs breakfast.” He picked up the boy and carried Jimin out to where the remnemts of Seokjin’s wonderful breakfast sat.
“Pancakes!!” Jimin squealed with delight, “Pancakes!” He squirmed out from Namjoon’s grip and ran over the precariously tall tower of his favorite fluffy treats.
Namjoon watched with a small smile and helped himself to a plate. They comfortably in silence, enjoying each other’s company after their intense scene earlier.
“Tete!”
Taehyung walked into the kitchen pulling on a sweatshirt as he went. “Hi, my chickity. How are you?”
Jimin beamed up at Taehyun, pancake still fisted in his chubby hands. “Good! Where are you going?”
“I have to go practice-I promised Hobi I’d work on the routine with him.”
A pout formed on Jimin’s face, pink lips sticking out. “But, Tete,” Jimin whined.
“Don’t be like that. You’ll see me tonight, I promise.”
Jimin dropped the pancake on the counter and crossed his arms petulantly. He turned round towards the counter, glaring at it as If it had been the one to upset him.
Taehyung slid up behind the smaller quietly like he’d done hundred times before. He unbuckled his belt and tugged his pants down just enough to let his cock bob free. Jimin’s almost silent gasp spurred Taehyung on as he slipped his cock into the back of the diaper.
“Tete~” Jimin moaned out Tae’s name as the first hit of urine covered his backside. The diaper swelled as Tae filled it with all the contents of his bladder. The little cocklet already covered in cum was soaked in Taehyun’s fresh pee.
“My gift to you, baby. Now you can have fun even while I’m not here.” Taehyung emphasized his point with a quick squeeze to the sagging diaper, grinding it against Jimin’s clit. He traced the now-blue indicator line with a hint of a smirk on his face. “I love you even though you’re a piss slut.”
“Luh-love you too, Tete.”