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Ah, Friday. Jungkook's favorite day of the week. The only day he gets to have the pretty nerd, the star of his wet dreams, all to himself.

The boy got his attention right away when he first stepped foot on their campus. He had no choice but to transfer to where his mother was teaching when his father left. He remembered being so pissed at his mom for designating a talkative girl with an annoying high-pitched voice to show him around the big campus when he first saw him.

His mom was talking to a student, a very attractive one at that, who was wearing an oversized sky blue sweater matched with a baggy pair of jeans. The boy was carrying a bunch of books in his arms, hugging them close to his chest as the two chatted animatedly about god knows what. Jungkook's gaze wandered to the student's big almond eyes. He's wearing a pair of thick-rimmed glasses but he can clearly see those beautiful brown orbs, curtained by his long eyelashes. The boy's high sloped nose was beyond perfect and his full rosy lips looked so enticing; so inviting like they were begging to be kissed.

"Who's that?" Jungkook asked, pointing at the boy his mom was talking to while the girl was in the middle of explaining where the department heads' offices were — he doesn't really give a shit.

"Oh, that nerd with professor Jeon?" The girl scoffed. "That's Kim Taehyung, AKA the teacher's pet." She snickered.

"Taehyung." Jungkook tested the name on his tongue.

"Why?"

His lips curled up in a smirk. "Nothing."

The tour with the annoying girl resumed as they walked to another direction to show him the rest of the campus but Jungkook wasn't really paying attention to whatever the fuck she was talking about, the pretty boy was still fully occupying his mind, please excuse him.

They had come across a bulletin board showcasing the school's dean's listers with Kim Taehyung's name sitting at the very top. And that's when an idea struck his mind. Jungkook wouldn't even mind purposely failing his favorite subject for his devious little plan.

"This is pretty much just a recap from what we all had learned in grade school. Any characteristic that can be measured, such as an object's density, color, mass, volume, length, malleability, melting point, hardness, odor, temperature, and more, are considered properties of matter." Taehyung started their private lecture at the almost empty library but Jungkook wasn't really listening. Not to brag but he was the top student in his previous school.

The sole reason why he purposely failed this subject was to have Kim Taehyung as his personal tutor since his introvert ass doesn't really know how to make friends, let alone approach someone as beautiful as the older.

With this, he can stare at Taehyung's pretty face up close and personal without looking like a creep. After all, you have to look back at the person who's talking to you, right? He can also freely listen to his rich, deep voice that can lull him to sleep. And most importantly, he can daydream all he wants.

"Length is the measurement of anything from end to end, an extensive physical property."

Jungkook's eyes were glued to his tutor's plush lips. He couldn't stop himself from imagining those lips wrapped around his entire length. It must be a sight to see that pretty little mouth of his stuffed with cock. To see Taehyung gagging on his dick as Jungkook fucks his mouth relentlessly until he comes down his throat, swallowing everything and not wasting a single drop like the good boy he was.

He had imagined it a lot of times, honestly — Taehyung giving him a blowjob under the table while everyone's attentively listening to the lecturer. His tongue languidly swirling around his shaft, pulling off with a lewd pop just to give the head hungry, kittenish licks like the goddamn lollipop he was sucking that day.

Or to have Taehyung on his knees inside the comfort room, mouth hanging open and drool pooling on the floor while Jungkook used his mouth for his own pleasure. To have him crying and all fucked out as the younger shove his entire length down his throat. Then he'll pull his cock out when he's about to come, only to taint Taehyung's innocent face with thick, white ropes of cum.

Fuck. Jungkook groaned, adjusting himself in his seat.

"Everything okay?" Taehyung asked innocently, unaware of all the dirty thoughts Jungkook was shamelessly having right in front of him.

The younger male nodded with a strained smile. "Yeah. Yeah go on, Taehyung-ssi, I'm listening."

"Okay." The older beamed at him, eyes crinkling in crescents. "Hardness, on the other hand, is a qualitative physical property of matter…"

Hardness. Jungkook wanted to scoff at that. Taehyung was completely unaware of the hardness inside Jungkook's pants, big thanks to his wild and active imagination. But can you blame him? When Taehyung's mouth looks so fucking inviting like it's begging to be stuffed with cock? Or maybe it's just Jungkook being awfully horny for him.

Taehyung shouldn't have mentioned the words hardness and hand in the same sentence because right now, Jungkook's mind was giving him a vivid image of Taehyung's pretty hand wrapped around his hard cock. The table in front of them was big enough to hide the shenanigans he's been thinking of. Taehyung could just sneak his hand inside Jungkook's pants so he'll know how hard he was for him. To let him know what he does to him; how much he wants him.

Shit, if Taehyung would be so generous and do just that then that would be fucking awesome. You know, give him a hand? A handjob to be more precise. If Taehyung could just pull Jungkook's aching cock out of its confines, give it a firm squeeze and rhythmic strokes, spread the leaking precum all over the tip to make his dick wet and the deed smoother until Jungkook's coming undone in Taehyung's hand, coating his slender fingers with cum. Jungkook indulged himself furthermore by imagining Taehyung licking his filthy, cum-coated fingers clean all while keeping eye contact with the culprit.

Jungkook closed his eyes and unconsciously let out a shaky breath, capturing the older's attention.

"Are you sure you're okay? Are you feeling sick?" Taehyung asked, voice laced with worry.

The younger cleared his throat and took in a lungful of air to compose himself before answering with a lame excuse. "I'm fine. It's just a little stuffy in this library."

"Oh. Should we call it a day then?"

"No, no, don't mind me. Please continue." Jungkook shook his head and tried his best to give him a reassuring smile.

"Maybe we could study somewhere else next time? What do you think?"

"Yeah." Fuck yes. "That would be nice." Definitely more than nice.

Taehyung nodded in agreement. “Okay. Do you really wanna continue?”

“Yes. Final’s just a few weeks from now. I don’t wanna fail this subject again.”

“You’re right. So uhmm…” The older looked at the other one last time to check if he really was okay before continuing. “Another physical property of matter is malleability. It is the ability of a solid to bend or be hammered into other shapes without breaking…”

Godfuckingdammit. Jungkook’s grip on the pen he was holding tightened when he heard the words that came out of his tutor’s mouth. What kind of a sick torture is this? Why does every fucking thing sounds like a sexual innuendo when it’s coming from Taehyung? Really? Bend? Hammered? Jungkook swears he’s close to risking it all and not give a flying fuck even if they’re in a public place. He’s so fucking close to yanking Taehyung up from his seat, bend him over the table and take him from behind right there and then. He’d grip the older’s tiny waist so tight to make sure there will be a handprint that will last for days. A reminder that Jeon Jungkook fucked him real good in the library; that they gave their schoolmates and professors a live free porn show.

Jungkook’s sure that the table will be close to breaking with how hard he’ll be hammering his hips as he fucked Taehyung relentlessly, reducing the star student into a stupid, drooling, moaning mess underneath him. He’d watch the way his cock disappears every time he thrusts his cock in and out of the innocent boy’s virgin hole. Jungkook just knows he’ll be hella tight and warm around his manhood. Then he’ll snake his hand to reach for Taehyung’s poor, useless cock and jerk it off until he comes in Jungkook’s hand. He’ll bring it right in front of the older’s tear-stained face and make him eat his own cum, his tongue lapping up every single drop, rolling around the younger’s calloused fingers and the sight will be enough to send Jungkook over the edge and release his seeds, painting his tutor’s velvety walls with white streaks of cum.

Shit, shit, shit. Jungkook’s eyes snapped wide open when he almost creamed his pants. He couldn’t take it anymore so he excused himself and made his way to the nearest comfort room in a haste, leaving his classmate dumbfounded. Never in a million years he’d thought of jacking off inside the school grounds but there he was, one hand on the comfort room’s tiled wall, the other on his raging hard on, head thrown back and eyes closed while he chased the much needed release with none other than Kim Taehyung in his mind.

Fucking hell.

Jungkook sighed. It’s Friday again and that meant only one thing – his dick will undergo another round of torture today.

Unless.

Unless he’ll finally make a move and put his plans into action once and for all. It’s actually perfect since he’s got the house all to himself today. It’ll be just him and Taehyung. Jungkook swore to himself he won’t let the day end without getting his dick wet.

Taehyung came a couple of minutes earlier than the agreed time. He’s, just like the usual, drowning in a sweater that’s a size or two bigger than him and a pair of loose sweatpants. It really baffles Jungkook why he’s always hiding his body like that when he’s sure that underneath all of those baggy clothes, the older’s hiding alluring dips and curves. Jungkook actually had a glimpse of his tiny waist not so long ago during their PE class. They were doing some stretches when Taehyung’s shirt rode up when he raised his arms and that’s when Jungkook saw how small the older’s waist was.

“Final’s next week, Jungkook-ah. Let’s ace it!” Taehyung grinned at him, showcasing his signature boxy smile that made Jungkook’s heart do a somersault.

The younger had his notes out but he’s not really writing anything down. He’s just doodling random shits and staring blankly at the screen of his laptop, mind racing a hundred miles per hour. They’ve been studying for three hours straight now and Jungkook’s actually surprised he hasn’t popped a boner yet.

“Taehyung-ssi, my brain’s fried, let’s take a break.” Jungkook whined and threw his head back, crossing his arms in front of his chest making his biceps bulge.

“Oh, okay.” Taehyung placed a bookmark in his textbook before closing it and turned to look at the younger.

Jungkook side-eyed the other and didn’t miss the way his tutor’s gaze traveled from his sharp jawline, exposed neck, down to his flexed arms.

He knew it. He fucking knew it. Jungkook had a feeling that Taehyung got the hots for him as well after catching him a couple of times staring. Jungkook didn't put any meaning behind those stares because, well, Taehyung’s a fucking virgin. He's shy, innocent and as far as he knows, the older male has never been in a relationship before. Which was surprising because he's insanely beautiful if you'll look past the baggy clothes and the bookworm reputation.

Jungkook's lips curled up in a smirk, he's hellbent on testing if his theory was right. “Want some snacks?” He asked.

“Huh? Oh, snacks, yeah sure.” Taehyung frantically nodded his head, heat slowly crawling up his neck.

Jungkook got up and went to the kitchen to grab a couple of snacks.

“Is ice cream okay?” Jungkook asked, showing the corn and watermelon ice cream bars when he came back.

“Yes! Of course!” Taehyung answered with enthusiasm.

“Which one?”

“Watermelon, please.” His tutor said with a very convincing adorable puppy eyes.

Jungkook handed the watermelon bar to the other and went back to his seat. He was silently eating his sweet corn ice cream in peace when he heard a not so innocent moan. Okay, maybe it's just his horny mind playing tricks on him but still…

Taehyung fucking moaned.

The younger looked up and his dick twitched at the sight. Taehyung’s tongue was out and he's in the middle of licking his ice cream bar from the bottom all the way to the top before putting the triangular tip in his mouth, eyes closing tight and eyebrows furrowing while another moan escaped his lips.

Jungkook knows he wasn't doing it on purpose but fuck, he couldn't stop himself from getting turned on. Not when the scene he's gawking at looks like a fucking wet dream.

“Would you like to try mine?” Jungkook asked when the other was almost done with his snack.

Taehyung eyed the corn ice cream first before breaking into a smile. “Really?”

Jungkook nodded in response.

The older muttered a gleeful ‘thank you’ then proceeded to drag his swivel chair closer to the younger and lightly wrapped his free hand around Jungkook’s as he took a bite, unconsciously letting out a satisfied moan at the coldness and delicious taste.

It's like everything happened in slow motion for Jungkook — Taehyung moving closer to him, placing his hand on top of his, licking his lips in a sensual manner before lowering his head down to put the ice cream in his mouth, eyes closing as he savored the sweet flavor and creating a provocative sound that went straight to Jungkook’s slowly hardening dick.

What in the food porn is going on?

Unfortunately, (or fortunately, depending on your perspective) a trickle of melted ice cream fell on Jungkook's hand.

“Oh shoot, I'm sorry.” Taehyung apologized and licked it off right away with no second thoughts.

Holy shit. Jungkook just popped a fucking boner.

It took him a while but Taehyung eventually realized what he had just done. His eyes widened and his cheeks turned into a light shade of pink. “I– I'm–”

Jungkook tongued his cheek, smirking. “You have some on your lips as well.”

Taehyung was about to wipe his lips with his sweater paw when Jungkook quickly leaned in and licked the corner of his mouth, beating him to it.

Jungkook hummed appreciatively. “Mmm, it tasted even better on you.”

“Jungkook...” The older gulped when he noticed how the younger casted his gaze down on his lips.

“Say, Taehyung-ssi…”

“Yes?”

“Can I kiss you?” Jungkook asked, voice dropping an octave lower.

Taehyung hesitated for a moment but to Jungkook's surprise, he actually agreed. Jungkook wasted no time and went to discard their melting ice creams, leaning back in again to leave a kiss on Taehyung’s soft lips properly this time.

It was a rather innocent, chaste peck but it was enough to turn his tutor into a blushing mess. Their gazes met when they pulled apart, eyes questioning as if they were making a thorough analysis of whether they should proceed with the experiment to test their chemistry.

Jungkook, determined to come up with a conclusion, made a bold move and captured Taehyung’s lips for the second time to kiss him with intent, making the older gasp at the sudden shift in their equilibrium.

It started to become not so innocent when Jungkook deepened their kiss by pulling him in closer, tugging Taehyung’s bottom lip and prying it open with his tongue, begging for entrance which the older wantonly permitted.

The little pecks soon turned into a heavy make out session with their lips moving in harmony and tongues languidly dancing together.

For someone who has never been in a relationship Taehyung sure knows how to kiss.

“That was not your first kiss.” Jungkook said as a matter-of-factly, a little out of breath.

Taehyung shook his head, chest heaving. “No.” He admitted.

“What's this? The innocent star student goes around kissing boys in his free time?” The younger smirked.

The tutor’s eyes widened at his classmate's teasing tone. “No! No, I–” he bit his lower lip, hesitating if he should tell the truth.

“You?” Jungkook raised an eyebrow at him.

“I uhmm…” Taehyung casted his gaze down on his lap as he played with his sweater paws. “...just my best friend.”

“Jimin?”

The older nodded.

So the rumors were actually true? Jungkook huffed, poking his inner cheek with his tongue. “Are you two fucking?”

Taehyung snapped his head up. “No! No, we're not! He was just teaching me how to kiss.” He quickly explained.

Oh. “And who are you practicing for?”

“No-no one.” Taehyung mumbled in a meek tone.

“No one?” Jungkook inched closer as he placed a hand on top of the older’s jean clad thigh.

His tutor’s knee jerked lightly at the sudden contact, answering the question with a shake of his head.

“I have a wonderful bargain. I'll tell you a secret in exchange for the truth.” Jungkook squeezed the supple flesh beneath his palm. “What do you say?”

Taehyung chewed on his bottom lip and inadvertently rubbed his thighs together, shifting his gaze away from Jungkook's lecherous eyes.

Jungkook took the older’s silence as a yes, slotting his knee in between Taehyung’s closed legs to part them. His hand began inching higher making the other’s breath hitch. “I get dirty thoughts about you...” Taehyung stilled, squirming under Jungkook’s heavy gaze.

“Does that mean I'm going to hell?” His other hand found its way to his tutor's scarlet cheek, calloused thumb brushing against the soft skin.

Jungkook leaned in to whisper in Taehyung’s ear, voice dropping dangerously low. “Or are you thinking them as well?”

The younger didn't miss how his tutor bit his lip harder and the tiny whine that escaped those plump lips of his.

Taehyung whined. Taehyung fucking whined. Jungkook’s dick has never been this hard for anyone before.

Taehyung quickly placed a hand over his mouth in surprise as he shook his head no.

“Really?” Jungkook grabbed Taehyung by the hips and yanked him over to make him sit on his lap, making the older let out a tiny yelp at the hasty action, placing his hands on top of Jungkook’s shoulders to steady himself.

“You don't?” The younger jerked his muscular thigh up which made the older feel a jolt of electricity in his core at the sudden pressure.

“You can tell me what goes on in that pretty little head of yours whenever I catch you staring.” Jungkook’s lips curled up in a smug smirk when Taehyung involuntarily bucked his hips forward. “Just between us, Taehyung-ssi. Our dirty…” Jungkook gripped the other’s hips tighter as he pulled him closer. “...little…” he pushed Taehyung back this time. “...secret.” And back to him again, practically making his tutor rut on his thigh.

It was obvious that Taehyung’s quickly getting lost in the unfamiliar pleasure judging by how he’s absentmindedly beginning to ride Jungkook’s thigh on his own now.

“That's it baby, ride my thigh.” Jungkook encouraged the man on his lap. It was strange though. He couldn't feel Taehyung’s hard on. “Can I touch you?” He asked, hands inching closer to the older male’s middle.

Taehyung doesn’t understand what's happening to his body or what he was feeling but the pressure and friction were making him all tingly down there, so goddamn good like he's about to burst. “Please…” he said, not quite sure what he was actually begging for. All he knows was that he needed something – anything.

Jungkook took mercy on the other man’s desperation and set a sensual rhythm by guiding Taehyung’s hips with his hand and the other crawling its way to his crotch–huh? He stayed still to grope Taehyung but his palm was met by two mounds instead of a hard shaft. What the fuck?

Taehyung’s mind was still foggy from all the new sensations he was feeling he did not realize that the younger was about to discover his deepest secret.

And then he felt it – Jungkook’s bare hand on his untouched cunt.

Jungkook poked his inner cheek with his tongue, amused. “What do we have here?” He teased while rubbing his hand up and down inside Taehyung’s pants, spreading the wetness all over the fat folds.

Jungkook wrapped his arm around Taehyung’s lithe waist, burying his face onto the other's sweater to inhale his scent. “Is this the reason why you always wear baggy clothes? Why you never shower with us after PE?”

Taehyung’s eyes bulged, panic starting to take over his hazy mind. “No! No, please stop. Don't–don't tell anyone, Jungkook, please…”

“Shh… relax.” Jungkook tried to calm him down, hand still playing with his pussy folds. “Like I said… our secret.” One finger slipped inside the virgin hole, making the older gasp at the sudden intrusion.

“S–stop…” His mind was telling him that this was wrong but why does it feel so good? Growing up, he was told that doing something like this was bad but why does it feel so right?

“Do you really want me to?” Jungkook continued to fuck Taehyung’s cunt with his middle finger. “Your body’s telling me otherwise, though.” It was proven by another gush of slick when he found his tutor’s g-spot, increasing the wetness coating his hand.

Taehyung moaned loudly when Jungkook touched his sweet spot, something he didn't know himself. He began rutting on Jungkook's hand, wanting more of the delicious feeling. “Mo-more… please.”

“Since you begged nicely.” Jungkook smiled smugly against Taehyung’s clothed tummy as he added a second finger, earning another cry of pleasure from him in return.

“Jung–ah, Jungkook...” Taehyung whined breathlessly.

“Yeah?”

“Something–mmm, something’s weird.”

Jungkook looked up and noticed how fast Taehyung’s breathing was, mouth hanging open as he continued to move his hips on his own accord as if chasing for something. And then it dawned upon him. Taehyung was a virgin, as innocent as he can be who doesn't even know what an orgasm is. “It'll feel good, baby. Just let go.” Jungkook increased his speed and used his thumb to rub Taehyung’s clit while he worked his two fingers inside him to abuse his g-spot.

And that was it for Taehyung. For the first time in his life, he felt the greatest, most overwhelming pleasure wash over him, sending waves of ecstasy down to his core, making his soaking cunt clench around Jungkook’s fingers.

“Good boy, you did good, baby.” Jungkook whispered praises, rubbing his hand up and down the older’s back. He couldn't wait to see it for himself.

Taehyung was still coming down from his high when he felt himself being carried by Jungkook’s strong arms effortlessly, bouncing lightly on his bed when the younger dropped him down. He felt the mattress dip and was met by Jungkook’s hungry, predatory gaze when he opened his eyes.

“Did Jimin also teach you how to fuck?” Jungkook asked in a stern voice as he looked down at the man beneath him.

Taehyung felt small under Jungkook’s well-built body, caging him between his arms while hovering over him. He was taken aback by the younger's question, a little scared at the change in tone.

“I asked you a question, Taehyung-ssi.” Jungkook reminded, tracing his classmate’s jawline with his thumb.

Taehyung answered with a shake of his head and a meek ‘no’. Jimin and him never went past innocent, platonic kissing only for the sole purpose of learning how to kiss.

“Good.” Jungkook huffed, still bitter at the fact that someone else got to taste Taehyung’s lips before him. He lowered himself close to Taehyung’s ear, lips grazing the shell as he whispered, “Because I'll be your tutor for that.”

Goosebumps erupted on Taehyung’s skin, whining when Jungkook tugged his earlobe with his teeth. He felt the younger's hot breath ghosting over the sensitive skin on his neck, making him squirm and producing another embarrassing wave of slick when Jungkook gave him a light bite. His underwear was wet from all the juices that leaked out of him not so long ago after coming for the first time and now it’s getting wetter and the sticky feeling was starting to become a little uncomfortable for him.

It took him a few seconds before Jungkook’s words finally sank in. “No, please. I– I haven’t..” he tried to squirm his way out of the younger’s trap but Jungkook just held him down in place.

“You haven’t what? Haven’t been touched? Haven’t been fucked?” A sinister smile formed on Jungkook’s mouth. “Well newsflash, Tae, I just did.” His tutor whined when he cupped his throbbing cunnie. “I touched your pussy and fucked your tight little hole with my fingers. Do you want a reminder, or do you want something bigger?” Jungkook sneaked his other hand under Taehyung’s sweater, slowly crawling its way up until he had reached the older’s nipple. “Something better than my fingers?”

Taehyung’s back arched when the other began playing with his sensitive bud. Truth be told, he enjoyed whatever Jungkook did to him earlier and that explosive feeling of pleasure but he’s still scared. He’s scared of letting another person see the secret he’s been trying to hide his whole life. That he’s not like the other boys, he wasn’t born with a dick. Instead, he was given a freaking vagina — a very rare case. His parents dutifully lectured him about not letting anyone touch him down there; to not let anyone see what he’s hiding underneath.

The older was brought back to earth when Jungkook started to pull his pants down, catching the other’s hand in the middle of the act to stop him. “Please, dont.”

“I’ve already had my fingers inside you, I made you cum, what are you so afraid for?” Jungkook groaned in frustration.

Taehyung was internally fighting with his own morals. Half of him was saying that this was wrong, that he should make the younger stop. And the other half was telling him to trust Jungkook, give in to the temptation that he’s been trying to fight for so long.

“I’m scared. I uhmm… I’m different.” Taehyung turned his head to the side to avert his gaze.

“So?”

“You’ll freak out.” He mumbled in a quiet voice, almost inaudible.

Jungkook gently turned Taeyung’s head to make him look back at him. “I’m not gonna freak out, Taehyung. Yes, you might be different but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re beautiful. That you’re perfect in my eyes. You’re perfectly you.”

Taehyung felt butterflies erupt in his stomach. He found it hard to believe that someone else in their campus aside from Jimin thinks that he's beautiful. And that reminded him, his best friend warned him about those boys who will shamelessly lie through their teeth just to get into someone's pants. Taehyung wanted to believe that Jungkook's not one of them since his words sounded sincere enough — to him, at least.

"It will feel good, hyung." Jungkook placed a tender peck on the tip of Taehyung's nose, and then he went lower, lips ghosting over the older's parted ones. "I'll make you cum again… " Jungkook finally captured his lips in a smoldering kiss, "and again… " he said when he pulled away, mouth traveling down to suck a hickey on Taehyung's exposed neck, "and again until you can't feel your legs anymore."

Taehyung's legs already felt like jelly after hearing those lewd words coming out of Jungkook's mouth, legs parting wider on their own accord. "Jungkook, please… "

"Please what?"

The older didn't answer, not really inclined to voice out what he wanted out of shame. The word has always been… foreign to him.

"Want me to fuck you? Is that it?" Jungkook placed both of his hands on Taehyung's sides, slowly travelling up and imprinting fiery sensations upon his touches as he lifted the sweater he was wearing, throwing it unceremoniously on the floor.

Taehyung turned his head to the side and nodded nonetheless, feeling embarrassed for being half-naked in front of the other man. He's always been insecure about his body since he's not well-built like Jungkook. He doesn't have all those muscles, and abs. What he had were delicate arms and a soft flat stomach. Not an ounce of masculinity in his bones. Even his mile-long legs were dainty unlike Jungkook's sturdy ones, which gave him an amazing experience just a few minutes ago.

"My pleasure." Jungkook snickered before proceeding to slide Taehyung's pants down when he got his permission, breath hitching when a pair of tiny strawberry-printed white panties was revealed. Of fucking course he's wearing panties, what was he expecting? "Fuck, Tae, you're gonna be the death of me."

His aching cock stirred inside his tight pants upon seeing the wet patch on Taehyung's underwear. Jungkook buried his nose on the clothed folds to inhale his tutor's exquisite scent, placing a firm hand on his thigh when he tried to close his legs. "Keep them open for me, babe."

Jungkook went on to remove the remaining piece of clothing, mouth watering at the sight of Taehyung's wet cunt. It was perfect. He was shaved clean, completely exposing his puffy pussy lips out on display.

For Jungkook.

All for him.

A sudden surge of possessiveness coursed through his system. "Tell me Tae, has anyone else seen your pretty cunnie?" Jungkook asked.

Taehyung preened when Jungkook called his little secret pretty. The reason why he thought of himself as a freak, Jungkook called it pretty. More slick gushed out of his hole upon hearing the small praise. "No… just you." He admitted.

Jungkook's pride swelled at the thought of being the first one to ever see Taehyung like this, to touch him in his most intimate parts… to take him.

"Are you gonna let other people see this?" Jungkook emphasized the last word with a lick on the older's glistening cunt, making him lift his hips off the bed.

“Don’t–ah… that’s dirty Jungkookie.” Taehyung whined in protest when the younger began eating his pussy out like a starved man. It’s filthy yet it feels so, so good to have Jungkook between his legs like this, mouth latched on his little cunnie, tongue parting his pink folds and lapping out the juices that’s coming out of him.

Jungkook ignored Taehyung’s whines which eventually turned symphonious cries of pleasure when he began paying attention to his clit, blowing hot air before flicking it repeatedly with his tongue and sucking the sensitive bud hungrily. He’s loving how responsive Taehyung was even with the smallest ministrations, so vocal when he’s feeling extra good. Especially when Jungkook inserted two fingers in him all while abusing the puffy clit with his mouth.

Taehyung’s head fell back on the pillow, eyes closing and mouth hanging agape when the euphoric feeling he had earlier started building up again. An orgasm, he had learned from his classmate. His hands found their way on Jungkook’s silky, midnight locks, threading and tugging as he pushed the younger’s face down on him even more, hips moving up and down, relishing whenever Jungkook’s tall nose brushed against his pussy lips and up to his sensitive clit while swirling his tongue around his middle, occasionally teasing the entrance.

Jungkook couldn’t hold back a groan when Taehyung finally let himself get lost in the pleasure and began riding his face all on his own will. He knows he’s close with the way his tutor’s movement started becoming erratic, chasing another orgasm by rubbing his sopping cunt on Jungkook’s face. It was proven when Taehyung’s legs spasmed, closing tighter around Jungkook’s head as he let out an erotic mewl, hole clenching on the younger’s tongue as he experienced another first with him. Taehyung came hard and squirted, drenching Jungkook’s face with his juices.

“I–I’m sorry! Jungkook, oh god I don’t know what happened, I’m so sorry I couldn’t warn you it just felt so–so good and then something was about to come out I can’t explain it’s like I’m about to pee and I think I just did, oh gosh your face is so wet! Let me–” Taehyung started rambling in panic and embarrassment, sitting up and reaching out to clean Jungkook’s face.

“Taehyung, breathe.” Jungkook caught Taehyung’s wrist, circling his thumb on the tanned skin to calm him down. “It’s not pee, baby, you squirted and this wetness…” He wiped the fluids on his face to collect them on his hand, showing it to Taehyung before licking his hand clean, humming appreciatively at the sweet taste. “You just creamed on my face, it’s nothing bad, I swear.”

The older sat down on his knees, breathing in relief. “It’s not?”

Jungkook shook his head, smiling at the innocent boy fondly. “It just shows that I’m making you feel good. And that’s just by my fingers and tongue, babe.” His smile turned into a confident grin as he stroked Taehyung’s soft cheek with his hand. “Imagine how good my cock would feel when I finally fuck you.”

Taehyung shuddered at the thought of having a cock up in his tight little pussy; the thought of losing his virginity to Jungkook. He can feel himself getting wet again, his core throbbing in anticipation on what’s about to come.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you? Want this dick to split your virgin hole open” Jungkook sat up to discard his own shirt then reached down to unbutton his jeans, finally releasing his aching member out of its confines.

Taehyung’s jaw dropped. He had never seen a cock before, just in his anatomy books and heck, he doesn’t even watch porn! He had no idea that they could be that… big. “Ju-Jungkook, it will not fit.” He gulped, there’s just no way that thing would fit inside him without tearing him apart.

Jungkook cackled, amused at the older. That was such an ego boost for him along with the thought that he’s the very first who was able to taste and to ravish the innocent boy like this and the lucky one that will take his virginity away.

“Are you scared, Taehyungie?” Jungkook asked with mirth in his tone, earning a shy nod from the other in response. “Don’t be. I’ll take good care of you, baby. Just trust me, okay?” he reassured him.

“Okay,” Taehyung replied meekly, “please, just go slow on me.”

Jungkook claimed his throne between Taehyung’s slender legs and grabbed him by the back of his thighs, spreading them open for him as he pressed his hardness against the sopping cunt. “Anything for you.” Jungkook said while he toyed with the man beneath him by rubbing the blunt head of his cock between his folds, spreading the abundant amount of slick dripping out of his pretty pink hole and letting the tip brush against the sensitive clit.

Taehyung whined when he felt Jungkook’s member prod his entrance just to tease him. “Jungkook, please, please, please…” Fuck me, please — he wanted to beg but the words won’t come out of his mouth. Maybe one day he’ll be able to say it out loud to him with confidence.

“Please what?” Jungkook stilled, aligning the tip of his cock right on Taehyung’s twitching hole.

“In me, please.”

And Jungkook didn’t have to be told twice.

Jungkook finally took mercy on the pleading boy, sliding his big cock inch by inch until he had completely bottomed out. “Fuck! You’re—shit, you’re fucking tight.” Jungkook cursed, relishing the tightness and heat surrounding his manhood. He’s never been with anyone this tight before, it’s driving him insane. If it were just up to him, he’d fuck this boy like an animal but Taehyung wanted to go slow, this being his first time having sex and all, so he’ll do just that to not hurt him in any way. He might be thinking with his dick every time he’s around Taehyung but he’s still sane. He wanted this to be as pleasurable as it can be for the both of them. Jungkook wanted Taehyung to know how amazing sex feels. Sex with him, that is. Just him. Oh, he’ll be damned if he’ll let another man touch what’s his.

“Hurts…” Taehyung whimpered, tears forming at the corners of his eyes. He was right, Jungkook’s thick girth was splitting him in two.

Jungkook bent down to pepper Taehyung’s face with featherlight kisses to soothe him. “I’m sorry, angel. It’ll feel good, I promise.”

“Kiss me, please.” The older pleaded, he needed something, anything to distract him from the burning sensation in his core.

The younger obeyed right away and captured Taehyung’s lips in a smoldering kiss with so much passion to ease the pain away as he began moving his hips, sliding his cock in and out of his dripping cunt slowly, careful not to hurt the other.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook’s shoulders, one hand going up to reach for his silken locks, the other resting on his nape. The younger pulled away, descending to leave open mouthed kisses on his jaw, down to his neck where he began biting, sucking, and nipping to paint his golden skin with red and purple bruises. Jungkook was right, the initial pain he felt started turning into pleasure the more he fucks into his tiny cunnie. He can sense every drag of Jungkook’s manhood inside him, making him feel so full as he continuously thrusts into him in a sensual manner.

The hold he has on Jungkook’s midnight hair tightened when the man latched his wet mouth to his hardened nipple, tongue swirling around the sensitive bud, earning a loud mewl from him. There’s so many things going on at the same time it’s beginning to overwhelm his senses: Jungkook’s cock in his pussy, his mouth on his nipple, his thumb playing with his clit. He had no idea that sex would be this good. Either having sex was the most pleasurable thing ever or Jungkook’s just a freaking sex god. Taehyung always thought that it would be painful and scary but he was proven wrong when Jungkook showed him the wonders of fucking. Especially when he began angling his thrusts to find the spot that made Taehyung’s mind go haywire when he was fingering him earlier.

“There! Right there, mmngh, so good-ah… Jungkook…” Taehyung managed to say in between moans.

Holy shit, Kim Taehyung just moaned my name. Jungkook rejoiced in his mind. It was like music to his ears to hear him moaning his name. The younger groaned, holding in the urge to fuck him like a rabbit in heat.

Taehyung pulled Jungkook away from his chest to make him meet his gaze. Their pupils were both blown wide with lust coursing through every fiber of their beings. “Do it faster, please.” he pleaded shyly, cheeks turning into a beautiful shade of scarlet as he moved his own hips to meet Jungkook’s thrusts, eager for more — to discover more.

“Thank fuck!” Jungkook grunted, making the older giggle that immediately turned into a loud moan in a split second when he pulled out, leaving just the head of his cock inside Taehyung’s cunt only to slam back in with a ruthless thrust, making his body rock with the force. Jungkook let all his remaining inhibitions go and began pistoning his hips faster, harder until Taehyung’s crying out in pleasure, nails clawing on his shoulder blades. Oh, Jungkook’s sure there will be angry red scratches on his back come morning but he doesn’t mind, not one bit. He’s definitely not complaining.

Taehyung was reduced into a moaning mess, incoherently babbling a chorus of ‘more’, ‘yes’, Jungkook’s name and broken cries repeatedly as the younger male never stopped in fucking him into oblivion, sending him to seventh heaven. “Ha-harder…” he moaned out.

Whatever the fuck happened to going slow?

Jungkook, like the good boy he was, did what he was told. He pulled his member out and manhandled Taehyung to make him lie down on his stomach with his face pressed on the pillow and his perky ass up in the air, displaying the dripping cunt that became even redder now after getting abused by his thick cock. Jungkook’s dick twitched when his gaze dropped down on the crimson staining his white bed sheets, another reminder for him that he took Taehyung’s purity, which gave him a sudden boost of adrenaline and drive.

Taehyung let out a yelp when Jungkook changed their position. He was now on all fours with his behind complete exposed for the younger. He felt so vulnerable like this when he couldn’t see the other, having no clue on what’s going to happen next. Taehyung felt a pair of hand grabbing him by the waist followed by something long and hard being nestled between his globes.

Jungkook groaned, sliding his cock up and down his tutor’s ass crack while he groped the supple flesh, eliciting a loud whine from him when he gave one cheek an experimental smack. Oh, so he likes that? Kinky. Jungkook snickered, they’re going to have so much fun in their future fuck fests.

Taehyung’s arms gave out when Jungkook plummeted his cock back inside him without any warning, starting with a brutal pace right away and making the bed creak along with each thrusts. He fisted the bedsheet above his head to ground himself, getting lost in the mind-numbing pleasure at the new position. Like this, he can feel every single inch of Jungkook’s cock touching his insides, going deeper than ever and even reaching the base of his cervix, making him cry out in pain and pleasure at the same time. It hurts but it hurts oh, so good.

Jungkook gripped his classmate’s hips tighter, mind hazy at the blissful feeling of being one with the man he adores. He looked down to watch his own cock sliding in and out of Taehyung’s cunt with ease, courtesy of the abundant amount of pussy juices that he was producing.

His room was filled with the harmonious blend of their moans and grunts, the loud creaking of his bed, the squelching sound from the wetness of his tutor’s cunt, and the lewd sound of skin slapping every time Jungkook thrusts, going balls deep inside Taehyung’s tight heat.

It’s there again, Taehyung’s starting to feel the familiar heat in the pit of his stomach. “I’m– I’m coming, Jungkook, please…” he begged, balling his fists and holding onto the sheets harder.

It wasn’t much of a different story in Jungkook’s case. He’s been so worked up for far too long whereas Taehyung had already orgasmed twice since they started their shenanigans. He’s close too, he can feel it. And Taehyung’s greedy cunt clenching around his cock wasn’t helping at all. “Fuck, me too.” Jungkook grunted, relentlessly increasing the speed of his thrusts, one hand staying on Taehyung’s slim waist while the other snaked its way around to reach for his clit, rubbing it in a way that’s making the older’s mind go blank until Taehyung’s lifting his body off the bed, mouth falling open when he screamed out Jungkook’s name, raising one hand to reach for Jungkook’s head behind him as he climaxed for the third time.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Jungkook chanted a series of curses when Taehyung’s pussy clenched even tighter on his dick with a vice grip. He continued fucking the older with his arms wrapped around his soft stomach, thrusting his hips up and making him bounce on his lap until Taehyung couldn’t hold himself up any longer, slumping back down on the bed with a light thump.

“Just a little longer, angel.” Jungkook went on to take him from behind now that he’s back in his previous position. “Just a little more.” And true to his words, the earth-shattering wave of pleasure came crashing down on him after three or four thrusts, pulling out and spilling his hot load right against Taehyung’s still dripping hole, their cums mixing together like a beautiful fucking mess. If it were just up to him, Jungkook wouldn’t even think of pulling out; he’d release his seeds inside Taehyung’s little cunnie, filling him up to the brim and impregnating him right there and then but he knows Taehyung’s not ready for that. He just had sex for the first time for fuck’s sake. Jungkook’s not that crazy, thanks.

Taehyung whined at the hot sticky fluid that was added to the wet mess on his entrance. With his remaining energy, he turned himself around to face the younger who’s already looking back at him with hooded eyes while they both breathed heavily due to the exhaustion. “I… I wanna see.”

It took him a while before he realized what Taehyung meant by that. Jungkook was already out of breath but Taehyung still managed to knock the remaining air out of his lungs.

Fucking hell.

Jungkook dragged two of his fingers along Taehyung’s soaked cunt to gather an ample amount of his own cum and brought them up to let the older see, as per request.

Oh, so that’s how it looks like. Taehyung thought, amazed at all the firsts he had seen and experienced in just one day. He wondered if it actually tastes sweet when he recalled from their anatomy class that semen contains fructose so he took Jungkook’s hand and placed his cum-coated fingers inside his mouth to satisfy his curiosity – he’s just curious he swears.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

Jungkook’s dick twitched, already hardening at an embarrassing speed. Seemed like Taehyung’s full of kinky surprises despite being innocent. Which made him think, is he really though?

Needless to say, Taehyung learned that semen indeed tastes kind of sweet. It was weird, he couldn’t discern the perfect word to describe its taste but yes, there’s a tinge of sweetness somewhere in there. Jungkook also learned that he actually has an amazing refractory period, his previous partners just didn’t have the same effect that Taehyung has on him.

The two went on it for another couple of hours, losing count on how many orgasms they had until their bodies gave up, collapsing down on the bed with their legs tangled under the dirty sheets, drifting off to dreamland for a much needed rest after their exhausting activities.

Jungkook woke up with a groan at ass o’clock in the morning, big thanks to the incessant ringing of Taehyung’s phone. He sat up on the edge of the bed to look for the device, tonguing his cheek when he saw who the caller was.

💕💗Jiminnie💗💕

Yes, Jiminnie with lots of hearts all over his name.

Jungkook decided to answer the call himself — he’s petty and a little jealous, he’s admitting it, okay?

“Taetae! Finally! Where are you? Are you still coming over for another lesson?”

Lesson. Jungkook scoffed, lesson my ass.

“Jimin-ssi, I’m sorry but Taehyung won’t make it today. Or tomorrow. Or any other day actually.”

“Who the hell is this? Where’s Taehyung?” Annoyance was clearly evident in Jimin's voice.

“It’s Jungkook. And Taehyung’s sleeping peacefully on my bed, don’t worry about him.”

“Motherfucker, what did you do to him?”

Jungkook cackled, couldn’t he get any more obvious? He looked back at Taehyung’s sleeping figure, shaking his head in disbelief. Best friend, huh? For Taehyung, yes. But for his supposed soulmate? Nah.

“Nothing he didn’t like.”

“Put him on the phone. Right. Now.”

“I told you, he’s sleeping.” Jungkook rolled his eyes. “Listen, he’ll need three business days to recover, he’ll see you after that, yeah?”

“Jeon Jungkook, if you don’t put him on the phone right fucking now, I swear to fucking–”

Jungkook ended the call, not really in the mood for that. He knew it. He’s been observing the duo for quite some time now – ever since his obsession for Taehyung began, to be more precise.

Oh he’s so not letting anyone steal Taehyung away from him. Not now that he finally had him right where he wanted him. Jungkook’s going to stake his claim on what belongs to him.

Enough pining from afar when Taehyung finally admitted last night for whom he was practicing how to kiss for when they took a quick break from fucking – it was for Jungkook all along.

Taehyung’s been practicing for him.

Jungkook’s heart soared when Taehyung confessed his big secret to him. Hearing that from Taehyung himself gave him a heart boner – a whole lot better than a fucking orgasm, Jungkook swears.

Jungkook finally satiated his fantasies.

And now that he knows that the feeling’s mutual, he’s going to date the fuck out of him.