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jungkook sighed and pushed the stacks of papers away from him. his classes had been kicking his ass and don't seem to be slowing down anytime soon.
jungkook groaned as he checked the time and saw it was almost one in the morning. he had been so busy working on mr lees work that he hadnt been bothered to check the time. jungkook heard college life wasn't easy but he hadn't expected it to be this hard.
ever since the semester had started jungkook couldn't catch a break. all his stress was starting too build upon him and add mental strain. all this work he was being given and deadlines he had to meet meant he couldn't even use his stress reliever to help.
jungkook looked at his closet longingly and then back to his papers. he shut his eyes for and his brows furrowed. just a couple of minutes won't hurt, right?
with a sudden new determination, jungkook got up and headed for his closet. he opened the oak door and was greeted by the monochromatic colors of his wardrobe.
nobody knew this but behind all these bland colored clothes jungkook had a secret. once you got behind the dark schemes of jungkooks daily clothes you'll find a large box. in this box laid jungkooks stash of what he called his pretty things. neatly folded and ironed skirts, sweaters, and socks all different colors of pastel. lastly, different makeup supplies and brands, pallets with shades of pinks and shimmers.
you may be wondering why jungkook has all these items, the answer is simple. jungkook liked them. he liked the feeling of the skirts and thigh highs. he loved how the makeup made his eyes look even bigger and sparkly. in short, jungkook liked feeling pretty.
and right now as jungkook stood in front of his full-length mirror with a small smile on his lips jungkook couldn't feel any prettier.
he was wearing a light pink skirt and some random long sleeve he had found in the box as well. he had a light shade of coral on his eyelids and a nice red lip tint.
he had a light shade of coral on his eyelids and a nice red lip tint
now don't get it twisted. before anyone jumps to conclusions jungkook is, in fact, a boy. he likes sports like football and baseball. he likes pretty girls and hanging with his homies. he just likes girly things and maybe a good dicking every now and then. that doesn't make him any less of a man.
jungkook instantly let out a sigh and felt the tension leave his body. he finally felt like himself again and not some stranger using his body and face. this was jungkooks secret. just the thought of anyone finding out sends jungkook in a near panic.
as he stares at himself and rubs at his thighs, jungkook feels a pull that starts in his tummy. a sudden need and hunger clawing its way up till jungkook feels a whimper trying to leave his mouth. he bites his lips in thought.contemplating. after a few beats of silence, he whispers a small 'fuck it' and heads for his closet once again.
next to his box with pretty things lay another box. this, however, contained things a little less innocent. this box contained a variety of dildos, vibrators, nipple clamps, and pumps. all of which jungkook uses on himself.
jungkook grabs his favorite toy, a pink clear silicone vibrator with a small bunny attached on the side, and his bottle of half used lube.
licking his lips, jungkook takes off his panties and gasps when the cold air meets his sensitive cock. he mewls when he sees a bead of pre-come pooling at the tip.
not resisting any longer jungkook grasps the shaft and slowly begins to stroke himself crying out when he rubs the puffy head.
not stopping the speed of his hand jungkook reaches for the lube and pops open the top. he pours the liquid over his cock and hisses at the coldness over the overheated skin. this, however, only spurs him on and he quickens the pace of his hand.
the poor thing suddenly feels a sudden overwhelming heat pull in his tummy and falls on his back, thighs trembling. "o-oh m'gonna c-cum" the boy whimpers out and feels tears pool in his eyes as he pulls his hand away from his little cock. he breathes heavily and reaches for the discarded bottle of lube on the side. he pops it open and lathers his fingers in the substance.
jungkook turns on his belly and with his clean hand lifts his skirt off his ass. he sniffles as he reaches behind him and rubs a lube soaked finger over his pretty hairless asshole. the sensitive little thing lets out pretty little whines as he rubs but doesn't push in.
when jungkook has had enough of the teasing he slowly pushes in his index finger, toes curling at the sting of putting something in him after a long time. he lets himself adjust then begins moving his finger, adding another when he felt it was okay.
jungkook soon added a third and had to cover his mouth due to his moans getting progressively louder with each thrust.
"ngh oh-oh" jungkooks thighs began to tremble and he let out a high whine after his fingers brushed his g spot. tears threatened to spill out of his glazed doe eyes as he actively began to hit his sweet spot with every thrust.
when the pain in his wrist got too much jungkook pulled his fingers out of himself with a whimper. jungkook grabbed his vibrator with shaky hands and poured a hefty amount of lube on the toy.
jungkook got back on his tummy and used one of his arms to reach back and insert the toy. he held his breath as he inserted the toy, his toes curling and a high whine leaving his lips at the stretch.
he laid there a small smile on his lips at the feeling of his asshole being stretched stuffed full, his little cock spurting precome at the sting.
after he adjusted jungkook reached behind him and flipped a switch at the underside of the vibe, a loud buzz filling the room.
jungkook couldn't hold back his moans anymore as the toy buzzed against his walls, the tip pressed snuggly against his prostate.
"oh my- oh its too much t-too-- nngh" he whispered to himself crying out when his red little cock came in contact with the chilled floor.
at times like this jungkook wished he had someone with him. someone to whisper degrading things in his ear, someone who would put jungkook in his place and call him names. he wanted someone to slap him around and use him as their cum dump, just the idea made jungkook so so close.
"oh, sir g-gukie's sorry, g-gukkie is gon g-gonna cum" the boy cried out, his cock twitching cutely. the pleasure became too much for the boy and he couldn't support himself any longer, his chest hitting the floor with his ass up for the world to see. his mouth made an 'o' shape with drool leaking out of the corner, his eyes rolling in the back of his head.
look at you my good boy, making yourself all messy for me. why don't you come for me hmm make a mess all over the fucking floor like a little desperate slut.
jungkook felt the rubber band in his belly snap."c-cumming! oh oh gukkies cumming g-gukkies a good boy," the poor boy called out not concealing his little whimpers anymore.
jungkooks orgasm hit him like a freight train, overwhelming the little thing as streaks of white stained the floor and the inside of his skirt. tears slid down his cheeks as his back arched and his thighs shook, toes curling in pure ecstasy.
jungkook reached down to rub his cock, riding out his orgasm before he reached behind him and flipped off the vibe.
he laid there for a bit with labored breaths and cum stained everywhere letting the aftershocks of his orgasm roll over him.
with a sigh jungkook sat up and grimaced at his cum stained skirt. "aw man this fucking sucks" he whined "this was a good skirt." shaking his head jungkook took off the skirt and used it to wipe the cum off the floor and himself before getting up from the floor and throwing it away.
after washing up jungkook then laid in bed with a satisfied smile before promptly falling asleep.