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Taehyung was riding a dildo. A big, fat black dildo. It had a strong suction cup, and he liked to attach it to the corner of his nightstand. It provided the right height so he could bounce up and down with force.
In that position, the dildo was hitting his prostate just right. It was a brand new acquisition: bigger than 9", the biggest Taehyung ever had, and he was struggling to get it to the base.
He wanted it go all in, wanted so so bad, so he squished more lube on his fingers and circled the toy, hoping that he would finally be able to fill his greedy hole. He pushed down hard, and the stretch was painful as it was amazing.
Jesus, it was finally all in.
He swallowed a moan, pressing a free hand to his mouth. Even knowing he was alone, he wanted to keep silent. God forbid if his parents discovered the things he liked to do alone in the house... The Kim's were a very religious family, his parents very strict. His father was the leader of the local church, and Taehyung grew up a shy and introverted boy.
At least for everyone in the outside.
In the inside, Taehyung felt rotten. Pushing two fingers inside his mouth, he started sucking like he would do if he could have a real cock against his tongue. He'd never had sex, real sex, and was still a virgin in that sense. But Lord, he loved the idea, loved having big fucking dildos that could torn his insides and make him moan like the real slut he was.
Taehyung grabbed the long shirt he was still wearing, as if trying to gain some equilibrium, and then he started to bounce faster. Up and down, up and down, he started chasing his orgasm, small gasps leaving his parted lips, sweat running on his back. He heard a sound, but he dismissed any fear of being caught. It was probably coming from the neighbor apartment, seeing that he was certain his parents were going to be out for at least a couple of hours more. The thing was... They didn't like when he closed his doors, and that was why his room didn't have any lock. And what came next...
It shouldn't have happened.
The feeling of the huge cock inside him was so good, it was distracting. The dildo was stretching his walls, breaking him so good, and he was reduced into a dumb cunt, too dumb to even form a coherent thought. So he didn't heard the steps. Didn't paid enough attention. When Taehyung heard the noise again, it was too late.
His bedroom door was being opened. The door didn't show Taehyung at first. There was a small corridor before his bed, where his bathroom and closet were, so he had time to cover himself before the intruder entered. Well... Not really cover himself. What he did was sit in the dildo until he reached its base — and god, did that felt amazing, and he had trouble holding down a moan — and push his shirt down. It was a long dark blue t-shirt, and it covered the middle of his tights. He pushed the tube of lube behind his back, and then looked at the invasor.
Jungkook was his cousin, son of his mother's brother. He was four years older than him, already out of college, and he rarely visited his house. The thing is, Jungkook didn't exactly fit into the parameters set by Taehyung's parents. He drove a motorcycle and has an arm full of tattoos — he worked as a tattoo artist too — and he rarely went to the church on Sundays. Jungkook was also extremely attractive, with his longish dark hair and perfect mouth.
"Hey. Aunt said you would be home. I called but no one answered." Jungkook's voice was like velvet caressing him, sending a shiver thorough his spine. His hole clenched hard in the dildo.
Taehyung wanted to point out that entering his room like that was extremely rude, but his voice was stuck. He swallowed, his eyes looking at everywhere but Jungkook, while his brain tried to form a excuse so Jungkook would leave.
"H-Hey. What are you doing here?" Taehyung tried to say, his voice a squeak.
"Aunt said I could borrow one of her baking pans."
"Baking pans?" Taehyung was so confused. Why would Jungkook need it?
Jungkook could read the question on his face. He run his eyes on Taehyung, his eyebrows frowned. Why was the other stuck to the bedside table like that?
"It's for my classes. I take baking classes, didn't you know?"
Shaking his head, Taehyung pushed his shirt down more. He wanted to keep moving so bad. His cock was leaking, and he was afraid he was staining the fabric of his shirt with his precum. Luckily it was a dark shirt, but how long it would take until Jungkook realized?
"Hey, are you ok?"
He wasn't! Taehyung felt like dying. Jungkook advanced two steps towards his direction, a deep frown in his face, and Taehyung shrank on his shirt more.
"Seriously, what's going on?"
"I-I... I can't tell."
Jungkook approached him more. Taehyung blushed harder: being so close to his cousin, while having that dildo inserted in his ass... Nothing could make him more ashamed, but also... It turned him on so much, his erection was hurting.
"Seriously, just... Just go away."
It was rare for Taehyung to act like this. He was usually very polite and thoughtful. Jungkook grabbed his arm gently.
"Come here, sit a bit. You look like you will faint at anytime..." Taehyung pushed his arm back with too much strength.
Finally, Jungkook looked at him, truly looked. His eyes were a bit more stern, and he crossed his arms over his chest. "Seriously, tell me what is going on."
Taehyung knew Jungkook wouldn't relent. He was stubborn like that, and liked to have things on his way.
"It's nothing. Just... leave me alone."
Taehyung fiddled with the hem of his shirt, pushing it down more. Jungkook diverted his attention to it, and then he met Taehyung's eyes again.
"Tell me or I will find out myself."
Taehyung swallowed hard. He looked at his trembling hands. It wasn't an empty threat, because Jungkook was fierce and never relented. Good Lord, he would have to show him, wouldn't he? The humiliation grew stronger. With trembling fingers, Taehyung lifted his shirt, still covering most of his erect cock. With shaking knees, he raised a bit from his position, just enough that Jungkook could see part of the base of the black dildo. The rest was still buried inside him. He couldn't suppress the shudder that run through his body when me moved. A gasp left his lips.
Jungkook's eyes grew huge as he looked at what was connecting Taehyung to the bedside table.
"I was just..." Taehyung tried to explain, but he couldn't find the words. What he could say? "Can you please leave now?" He whispered.
Jungkook approached Taehyung, getting into his personal space, getting so close that Taehyung could feel his hot breath fanning his face.
”You are a fucking cock whore" Jungkook whispered, so tenderly as if he wasn't saying something filthy and degrading.
"W-what? D-don't call me that!" Taehyung tried to push his shirt down to cover himself, but Jungkook grabbed his wrist.
"Oh, don't be shy now, Tae." Jungkook's voice was full of taunt. "God, look at you now. Aunt is always acting so high and mighty, as if you are the perfect example for us all to follow. Always comparing us, saying I'm a lost cause. But you aren't as good as they say, yeah? You are a very, very dirty boy."
"I-I am good!"
Making the other jump, Jungkook rested his tatted hand in one of his knees. Putting his lips closely to Taehyung's ear, he said: "You are? If I ask you to keep fucking yourself in front of me, will you be a good boy and do it?"
Taehyung gasped. "Of course not! That's- That's wrong! I can't do that, you are my- you are my cousin!"
Jungkook moved his hand up until it reached the hem of the shirt. He grabbed the fabric without moving it, just to show Taehyung that he could remove it anytime he wanted.
"Do you want to? Do you want me to watch you fucking yourself? Don't hold back, Taehyung. I don't want to listen some puritan bullshit right now. I want you to tell me what you really want to do."
Taehyung breathed hard. He covered Jungkook's hand with his, still not knowing if he wanted to push him away or keep him close. He was so turned on, he was breathless with excitement. Jungkook barking demands and giving all his attention to him was making his head fuzzy. His whole body felt flushed with shame and arousal. It was the best thing he felt in his life.
Without giving Jungkook an answer, Taehyung lifted his own shirt, exposing his leaking cock. Then he held the fabric with his teeth, using his hands on Jungkook's shoulders to keep his balance, digging his fingers into the soft leather jacket Jungkook was wearing. He looked straight into Jungkook's eyes. Slowly, Taehyung straightened himself back up and then he sat all the way down on the dildo again. He started to move faster, just like the eager little slut he was, and then he closed his eyes, because it was easier to hold the shame if he didn't have to look at Jungkook. He was starting to get really sensitive, and small gasps left his mouth. Jungkook watched intently as he whimpered and winced quietly.
"Feels good?" Jungkook put one hand in his face, holding his cheek on his palm. He used the other hand to hold Taehyung by his waist.
"Y-Yeah... s'good."
Jungkook snickered mockingly. "I bet it does, for a cock whore like you."
Taehyung tried to reply, but his voice got stuck inside his throat. The names Jungkook was calling him was putting him to the edge. He kept going, craving the overstimulation, until his cock was wobbling between him and Jungkook. Wanting to get closer to Jungkook, he inclined his body, making the silicon dick bend inside him.
"Stop." Taehyung whined, but his body stopped as if it was commanded by Jungkook's voice. "I want you to move to the bed, Taehyung. Go and get on all fours"
"Please, let me just..." He tried, his voice high in a way he never heard before.
Jungkook gave him a mean and low laugh, but then he relented a little, finally touching Taehyung; just the skim of his index finger along the soft skin of his belly, going down to reach the crown of his cock. He encircled the head slowly, painfully. A new whimpering noise escaped Taehyung.
"Jungkook..." He begged.
"Go." Jungkook ordered again, stopping his touch, giving Taehyung place to move.
Taehyung was unable to think much, he could only follow the orders. With shaking legs, he removed himself from dildo, blushing harder and harder, bowing his head down in shame.He crawled to the bed, putting his ass in the air. The position was somehow more humiliating than the one he has in the bedside table.
All bare skin and pretty legs, Taehyung looked amazing. Jungkook always thought him as someone attractive, even when he didn't spare a single glance in his direction, even when his body was covered in layers of tick clothes. The way he was now, he was perfect.
"Now spread your cheeks and show me your pretty hole."
"What?" Taehyung spluttered, embarrassed.
"Spread yourself for me. I want to see your swollen little hole, Tae."
Taehyung buried his face in the bed. God, the things Jungkook liked to say... What the hell was happening? Doing something like that with Jungkook was crossing so many boundaries... Still, he couldn't stop himself from doing exactly what his cousin was asking. With tentative fingers, he started spreading himself. By the time he was fully showing himself to Jungkook, his hole was gapping in the air.
He heard the sound of boots clicking against the floor. Jungkook's hand reached his ass.
"Look at this gap. I bet if I pull my cock inside you, you will barely feel anything, that's how much you are stretched. Look what you did, uh? Made your hole useless, fucking useless."
"No- don't say that!" Taehyung's voice did a whinny plead.
"Why? Are you saying you are useful despite the fact you are already so open? Saying I can get off using this ass?"
That wasn't what he meant at all, but Taehyung was beyond caring now. "Yes. You can still use me." He whispered. He arched his back. "I promise that I- I can be good"
Jungkook grinned. He leaned and gave Taehyung a chastised kiss on the nape. "I know you can, pretty." The nickname made Taehyung all giddy. He grabbed the sheets, squirming a little, adjusting his knees.
Taehyung wasn't able to see, but Jungkook was grabbing the tube of lube that he tried to hide before. He was unzipping his jeans, pulling his cock out, and squeezing a big amount of lube in his cock. He started to soak himself. Without an warning, Taehyung felt something press against his hole, and he gasped.
It wasn't the toy, it was...
"I will give you a show after, huh? Right now I just need to warm my cock." Then Jungkook was pushing and pushing and it was like he was ripping Taehyung inside, even with the preparation he had before with the toy. Jungkook was bigger and ticker and rougher.
Taehyung let out a strangled cry. It wasn't how he imagined his first time to be. It was so sudden, tears started forming around his eyes. Jungkook then used both hands to spread his ass cheeks and to push deeper. "I thought about your ass everyday. Fuck, this is so perfect."
Taehyung sobbed and moaned. He couldn't even speak, his mind so clouded by pleasure. Jungkook started to trust over and over, and needy noises scaped Taehyung without any control. It was everything Taehyung ever wanted, but it also so degrading, Jungkook was just treating him like-
"A fuckdoll. You like being my fuck toy, don't you? God, I'm going to use your ass everyday. Going to impale you with my cock."
He whined and whimpered as Jungkook kept using his hole. He got lost in time, only focusing on the squishy noises they were making.
Suddenly, Jungkook was pulling out. One or two beats passed. "Jungkook?" Taehyung croaked, looking over his shoulder.
Jungkook came back to him carrying the black dildo in one hand, examining it. "It's really big. You really are a size queen, uh?"
Taehyung blushed, not knowing fully what he was saying, but understanding that it meant he liked big things in this ass. Without much warning, Jungkook pressed the tip of the monster dildo in Taehyung's entrance, circling his puckered hole.
"I'm going to put this dildo and then I'm going to put my cock back inside too. You will like that, uh? Two cocks inside you, two fat cocks in this greedy role"
Realization dawned on Taehyung. He started moving his head. "What? Nononononono, I can't take the two, it's- it's too much."
But then Taehyung forgot any thought, because Jungkook pushed the dildo inside him with a easy trust. So easy, because he was truly already so open...
One of Jungkook's hands were kneading his ass cheeks. He positioned the tip of his cock in Taehyung's ring, putting just a bit of pressure.
"It will hurt, you gonna hurt me" Taehyung cried out. He started to try to scape, but Jungkook grabbed him by his hip. Even though he was complaining, Taehyung was leaking so much. A path of pearl liquid hit his sheets.
"I'm not going to hurt you. Trust me, I will take such a good care of this ass. You are going to feel so good, Tae, I'm going to stuff you so good." Then Jungkook was pushing his cock too, and it was like he was ripping Taehyung's walls. His knees gave out.
"It burns, oh my god, it burns so bad. Take it out, take it out take it out take-" Jungkook did, and Taehyung left a trembling breath of relief, even with the dildo still buried inside him.
Jungkook started massaging his back. It was good, and Taehyung sobbed a broken thank you. He was sobbing louder and louder, mostly because he was now feeling empty and pathetic.
"Do you trust me, pretty? Don't you think I can make you feel good?"
Taehyung hesitated. He grabbed the sheets with more force. Did he trusted Jungkook? Not really. But he wanted to have him so bad...
"Let's do it slowly, uh? I promise it will feel so good. You can do it for me, can't you? I want to see you full of cock so much, babe. It will make me so proud."
Taehyung tried to wip his eyes with his arm. "Ca-can I turn around?"
"Of course."
Jungkook helped him getting settled on the bed. With his back against the messy sheets, Taehyung could at least look at Jungkook's face. He had a mean look, like he was mocking Taehyung, but his face was also soft. It was confusing, but that made Taehyung take the decision. In a bold move, he grabbed the behind of his own knees, pushing his legs up. "Put-put- your cock."
That made Jungkook swallow. Using one hand against the mattress to steady himself, he started lowering himself over Taehyung. With some struggle, he pushed the head of his cock inside the boy, whose whines were just getting louder. Jungkook felt Taehyung's hole spamming against his cock, and it took all of his power to not push everything inside already. He started to go deeper.
"Let me look at you. God, your face...One day I will slap this pretty face with my cock, then I'm going to push inside your mouth and fuck it. I bet you'll love the taste, so much you going to ask me to fill a bottle with my milk for you to drink all day."
"F-feels so good. Ah-ah-ah feels so-" Taehyung babbled. "Bury this fat cock in me, please please. I-"
Then Jungkook did, going all the way in. In a haze, Taehyung started trashing against the sheets, letting out a moan. He started trembling. It was so much, it was burning. A hand appeared on his stomach, Jungkook stroking over the bulge that was created there.
"You going to break me, Jungkook, Jungkook, please. " But then Taehyung pushed back against the two cocks, trying to engulf Jungkook's dick and the black cone.
"Easy, easy. "Jungkook said, and then he slapped his tight. Not a light slap, no, but a hard one that left a angry red mark. Jungkook grabbed the side of Taehyung's brown curls. He lowered himself, aiming for Taehyung's lips. They kissed, a messy and full of spit kiss, Jungkook claiming him with his mouth and tongue. He started moving his hips again, until the kiss wasn't a kiss anymore, but just two lips connected, panting against each other.
"Feels so good, feels so good having two dicks in my ass." Taehyung cried. "I feel I'm yours."
"You are, Tae. All mine, my little whore. Forever, uh? I'm the only controlling your body. I say what can go inside and what cannot. You don't get to put anything inside without me allowing it, you hear me? Not even a dildo. You need to fucking learn how to control yourself "Taehyung was mewling, unable to say anything, subjected to the brutal snaps of Jungkook's hips.
"Next time we will arrange for you to have another cock. I will call a friend to fuck you too. You were made to take two dicks."The thought made Taehyung tremble with fear. But he was unable to protest, so he just allowed himself to be used, letting his mind go completely. "Such a size queen, god, look at you. No one can take a dick like you, no one looks so pretty while doing it. Your face, fuck. We will find someone to fuck your face too, while you have two cock in the ass. I bet you will love having us covering every role in this body."
Taehyung's dick was leaking so much, it needed a release.
"C-can I touch myself?"
Jungkook grabbed his wrist roughly, putting them above his head. "No, you can't you touch your cock, stupid cunt. You have to come without touching this pathetic dick." It wasn't a pathetic dick. Taehyung was hung too. His penis was long and veiny, but it felt oh so good hearing Jungkook call it pathetic, hearing him belittle his size, belittling him. "It's really useless, this cock." Jungkook slapped it, making Taehyung 's body jump from the bed. "If you had a pussy I bet I could double penetrated it too. You would like it too, eh, babe?"
Taehyung whimpered a no. Jungkook picked up his pace even more.
Taehyung rolled his head to the side, feeling those big cocks slamming into him at an impossible pace, barely being able to know what was Jungkook and what was the dildo anymore. He was so sensitive, like his insides were on fire, and he couldn't hold back a second longer. Without caring that he was coming untouched, with eyes rolled back into his head, Taehyung found his release.
Jungkook kept using his nearly unconscious body like a ragdoll, not caring for his pleas. Taehyung was a mess, lost into his own post orgasm, not saying anything coherent.
"Give me your come, please please please." He started to chant deliriously. "Come inside. I want it so bad."
Then Jungkook did, shuttering a curse. He took out the dildo and grabbed Taehyung's legs so he could put his come deeper, like he was breeding Taehyung, like he could get him pregnant if his come went deep enough. He pushed Taehyung against the bed, milking himself dry.
Then it was over, and Jungkook was rolling to the side with a grunt. Both of them panted, looking at the ceiling. Taehyung got the urge to cry.
"That was...” Jungkook trailed off, unable to find the right words.
Taehyung took deep breaths. He closed his eyes.
"I-I think my parents will arrive home soon." His raw voice was confused and uncertain.
"Yeah..."
Jungkook paused a beat before getting up. He went to the suite's bathroom, taking his time to clean himself and to adjust his clothes. He came back carrying a wet cloth, which he used to clean Taehyung's abdomen and tights. He didn't clean his hole.
"Let it dry on you." He said, putting one finger inside, just to make the statement stronger.
Taehyung mumbled something intelligible, grabbing the sheets, unable to look at the other in the eye.
Jungkook whipped his finger with the cloth, throwing it besides Taehyung. He turned to leave .
"The thing you said..." Taehyung whispered. "About me being yours..."
Jungkook stopped to look over his shoulders, smiling a devilish smile.
"I mean it. Every word of it."