Work Text:
Namjoon’s fingers danced over the keyboard, pausing briefly before he hit enter. The page should have loaded quicker, but a side effect of visiting the more elicit corners of the internet was unfortunately slower operating speeds. Downloading things from such elicit corners only compounded the issue. But he felt that the payoff was worth the inconvenience and none of the other boys seemed to have complaints either. The page finally loaded, giving Joon a few screenshots of the video he was considering downloading. A soft blush rose in his cheeks at the sight of the two actors, one blonde and one brunette, and one actress in a variety of compromising positions. Namjoon unconsciously bit at his bottom lip as he maneuvered the mouse over to the ‘download’ link and pressed the button. Various pop ups jumped onto the screen which he had to click out of before being able to again click the download link.
It took frustratingly long for the file to download onto the dvd he already had in the disc drive. Sure, he could have just watched it on the computer but what was the point of that when his tv was both bigger and higher definition. Who wants to lose out on the HD by watching on an outdated monitor? Once it had finished downloading, he impatiently popped the disc out and closed the tabs on screen. Discreetly pocketing the disc in the front pocket of his hoodie, he made his way to his room.
Luck was on his side because when he opened the door to the room he shared with Taehyung, he found it empty. Feeling daring, he pulled his phone out to text the younger to inquire about his whereabouts. Within a few minutes he got a response that he’d be out with the other two youngest member for a few hours. They'd gone out shopping and planned to take their time.
Joon grinned to himself. With his roommate out, he'd be able to make quick use of of his DVD. He popped it into the player connected to his tv and brought the controller with him to his bed where he settled into a comfortable sitting position with his legs stretched out in front on him and his back leaning against the wall behind his bed.
With a quick press of the play button on the controller, the group he'd seen in the screen shots made their way into a large bedroom. Namjoon’s breath picked up in anticipation. The trio stood in front of the bed taking turns kissing each other. Clothes were coming off and the girl was on her way to her knees in front of the two guys. Joon groaned softly to himself as a hard dick was released from the confines of boxer briefs. His tongue poked out to run over his bottom lip, thoughts narrowing down to how nice a dick would feel on his tongue. Warmth made its way down his tummy when the second dick was freed and the girl happily ran her tongue up and down both in turn. A groan fell from his lips when the girl pulled the guys closer to each other so she could mouth over both of them at once. Namjoon’s palm found its way between his own legs where his cock was feeling neglected. Pressing it down, he gave himself a tentative stroke through the material of his sweatpants. He sighed breathily at the contact, more heat running down between his legs.
It wasn't nearly enough though, and he quickly grew tired of having layers of clothing between his hand and cock. His fingers brushed past the waistband of his pants and underneath the more restricting fabric of his briefs. The contact of skin on skin drew another shaky breath.
Namjoon brought his eyes back to the tv in time to see that the girl had one dick in her mouth while the guy she was blowing sucked on the third member of their trio. The combination of the sight and his own hand on himself drew a soft moan from him as his grip tightened around his now fully erect shaft.
“Hyung, my walle-oh, I guess you're busy..” Taehyung smirked at Namjoon who was now flushed with both embarrassment and arousal.
“Tae!” Namjoon exclaimed, wrenching his hand from his pants. “You're supposed to be shopping.” He finished weakly, pointing out the obvious being the only thing he was capable of given the circumstances.
“Yes. I was. But I forgot this.” Taehyung said, smugness dripping from his voice as he held up his wallet. “I'm not so upset about it anymore, though. Whatcha watching, hyung? It looks like fun. Mind if I stay a minute?” Crossing from his side of the room to namjoon's, he sat down on the elders bed and turned his attention to the tv. The smirk had yet to leave his face. Namjoon would be lying if he said that he wasn't unnerved at the least.
“Look, I'm going to turn this off.” Joon started to reach for the controller but Tae was quicker and snatched it away.
“Why would you do that?” The younger countered, his eyes hooded seductively. “Seems like you were in the middle of something.” His eyes raked over Joon’s body, gaze lingering on the erection that was still visible in the elders pants.
A shiver ran through Namjoon. This was all wrong, completely inappropriate but yet so tempting just the same. “I didn't think you'd be back so soon…” he trailed off as Taehyung made a noise he could only describe as a growl. The singer’s attention was on the tv where brunette male was currently two fingers deep in both the girl and the blonde guy. Again Joon made an attempt for the controller but Tae deftly moved it out of reach again.
“I don't think so, hyung. I want to see where this is going.” As he finished speaking, the girl called out particularly loudly from the tv, “I want to see you feeling that good.” The younger shifted his gaze from the tv to Namjoon. He turned his body towards the elder and started to run his hand from Joon’s knee up to his inner thigh. Taehyung searched Namjoon’s eyes before continuing to move his hand until he reached Joon’s cock. He left it there but started to rub circles instead.
Namjoon didn't exactly want this to continue, but he didn't have it in him to stop it either. Instead he dropped Tae’s gaze and focused on breathing and the moans from the tv and the heat coursing through his body. Tae seemed to pick up on Joon’s uncertainty because he slowed his hand to a stop and spoke gently, the smugness gone.
“Namjoon-hyung, do you want me to stop? I won't be upset. I'm enjoying this but it, but it won't be enjoyable for long if you aren't comfortable.”
The rapper took a deep breath in, let it go slowly and then shook his head. “It’s...just...no. It's good. Just take it slow.” His heart was still hammering in his chest, his mind was definitely insisting that he should run quickly. He'd signed up for a solo performance, and this was wrong. But it felt good. It felt right. And he didn't want Taehyung to leave.
Tae smiled. “Good. You've always got the most stress on your shoulders. I want to make you forget it for a minute. Make you feel better than your hand ever can.” He winked seductively to punctuate his statement, not that Joon needed any more hint than the low rasp Tae was speaking in. Joon nodded and suddenly Tae was climbing into his lap, grinding his hips down experimentally before brushing their noses together. Tae searched his eyes again before leaning in closer and brushing their lips together.
It took Joon a lot of effort not to whine. Somehow the touch of their lips was more elicit than when Tae ground their hips together. It was more real, in a way. The younger pressed a series of kisses to Joon’s lips, gentle and comforting until he thought that the elder had relaxed enough to be kissed more deeply. He let his tongue swipe tentatively at Joon's bottom lip and moaned quietly when Joon's mouth opened up easily to him.
The two got acquainted with each other's mouths until Joon grasped Tae’s hand and moved it back over the bulge in his sweatpants. Tae smirked into the kiss before doing his best to grab Joon’s cock through his pants and squeeze. Joon’s hips jerked into Tae’s touch and moaned lowly into their intertwined mouths.
Encouraged by Joon gently rutting into his hand, Tae took it as an invitation to climb off of Joon in favor of tugging at the waistband of the elders pants. Joon lifted his hips to allow the younger to pull his sweatpants down far enough that he could help kick them off. He sighed when the cool air of the room hit his hot skin but he didn't have long to contemplate it as Tae had inched himself down the bed and was pushing Joon's legs apart so that he could settle between them. Before Joon could properly process the situation, Tae was leaning down to mouth over his still clothed cock. Joon gasped out in surprise, his gaze locked on the elicit way Tae’s mouth was moving over him, tongue coming out to press hot against his briefs.
Tae smirked when he felt Joon’s cock twitch under his tongue. “You like that hyungie? Does it feel good?” His tone smug and teasing. “Can I taste you?” He practically purred, searching Namjoon's eyes again before reaching into his briefs and freeing his straining cock. “Watch me.” Tae made a show of bringing his head down, sticking his tongue out and licking across the head of Joon’s cock, making a pleased noise when he lapped up the tiny bead of precum. Joon groaned, his eyes falling closed on instinct only to fly back open when the warmth of Tae’s mouth engulfed the first few inches of his cock. “Fuck, Tae.” He rasped out, his hand finding its way to tangle in Tae's hair.
“Taetae! What the fuck is taking you so long? Kookie got so bored he started playing Overwatch.” Jimin stopped in his tracks in the door frame. His eyes first widened in surprise and then darkened with lust. “Oh.” He said simply, but made no move to leave.
Taehyung chuckled around Joon’s length, but sensing Joon’s discomfort, choose that moment to slide further down Joon’s cock until the head was pressing against the back of his throat. Namjoon’s eye squeezed closed and he hissed under his breath another “Fuck, Tae.” Feeling more confident that the other was again pliant, he bobbed his head a few times before taking Joon completely into his mouth, his nose pressed against the trim hair at the base of Joon’s length.
“Tae,” Jimin spoke up from the door, “It’s not fair for you to play without us. And we were waiting on you and everything. I think it’s only fair for you to share...Right, Hyung?” Jimin aimed the end of his statement at Namjoon, seemingly looking for approval before jumping in.
Avoiding word’s, Joon simply nodded his head. Tae rewarded him by swallowing around his cock, earning a shaky moan from Namjoon and a pleased sigh from Jimin who had his gaze trained on the way Tae’s lips stretched around Joon’s cock and the glistening tears gathering on Tae’s lash line.
Jimin crossed the room and sat himself on the bed next to Joon. He leaned close to the elder and pressed his lips tentatively against Joon’s, waiting for confirmation that Joon was still onboard. When Joon didn't push him away, he sucked the elders bottom lip into his mouth and bit down teasingly. Seemingly overwhelmed, Joon whined at the dual stimulation of Tae still sucking enthusiastically on his cock and Jimin’s tongue sliding into his mouth. His hips bucked reflexively up, chasing after the warmth of Tae’s mouth as he slowly started to pull of. Tae moaned around Joon’s length, encouraging him to repeat the action.
“Go ahead, Hyungie,” Jimin smirked against Joon’s lips, “Tae likes when you fuck his mouth. His lips feel so good wrapped around you, don't they? His mouth is so hot, and he never chokes unless you want him to.” Both of the younger boys could feel Namjoon shiver beneath them. “It's okay to let us hear how good we make you feel, Joonie-hyung. Please?” Jimin continued working Joon up with his filthy mouth.
Despite his best efforts to keep himself in check, Namjoon couldn't help starting a slow rhythm fucking up into Tae’s sinful mouth. He let a few soft moans fall from his lips while Tae continued to let Joon use his mouth. He picked up his pace, thrusting less tentatively into Tae’s mouth and was rewarded with another lewd moan around his cock.
“There you go, Hyungie.” Jimin’s voice was low and gravely and full of lust. “Tae, get up on your knees and let me show hyung how much you love my fingers.” Namjoon and Taehyung moaned in unison and Tae quickly did as he was told, arching his back for good measure.
Jimin moved to kneel behind Taehyung, quickly hooking his fingers in the waistband of Tae’s pants and tugging them down. Tae shimmied from leg to leg to help Jimin pull them completely off. Once they were gone, Jimin spread Tae’s cheeks and hummed appreciatively at the tight hole on display in front of him. Locking eye contact with Namjoon, Jimin spit on Tae’s hole before rubbing his thumb against it. “Such a pretty hole, Tae. I can't wait to ruin it.” Tae groaned around Joon’s cock again, making Joon moan in response and thrust up harder into Tae’s mouth.
“Ya know, hyung, Tae is such a cock slut. You should see him when Jungkookie and I take turns with him.” Jimin said to Namjoon as he continued working around Tae’s hole with his thumb before slightly pushing it into Tae’s tight heat. Tae arched back into the touch and pulled off of Joon’s cock
“Are you going to tease me all day or actually get to fucking me? I'm sure hyung would give me what I want if you won't.” Having successfully wound Jimin up, Taehyung took Joon back into his mouth and pulled on his hips to encourage the elder to resume thrusting into his mouth. Jimin growled in response, but brought the first two fingers of his other hand to his mouth and started sucking on them while he finally pushed his thumb into Tae, past the tight ring of muscles.
“Hyung, I wish you could see this right now. Tae’s ass is squeezing my thumb so tight. You wouldn't even think I'd just fucked it last night.” Jimin’s voice was still so low, but the smirk was still so evident. Namjoon could tell that Jimin got a kick out of eliciting a response from him, but he couldn't resist falling for it as more choked moans spilled from his lips. He was starting to feel overwhelmed from Tae’s relentless mouth but he also didn't want to miss seeing Jimin fuck Tae into the bed. He gently pushed on Tae’s shoulder, whimpering when the younger relented and slowly pulled his lips off of Joon’s cock but not before giving one last teasing suck to the head.
Once Tae was off, he pulled him closer for a messy kiss that was more tongues than lips. He could taste himself on Tae’s mouth and he liked it. After a minute, Tae moved to Joon’s ear to whisper in it. “You want to watch Jimin finger me open, don't you?” There was a teasing lilt to his voice, adding to the raspy edge it had from having let Joon’s cock thrust into his throat more than a few times.
When Namjoon opened his mouth to reply, he was surprised at how softly the “yes,” came out. “Can I?” He asked, not sure why but feeling like he needed to. Tae nodded before adding a whispered, “Please.” That was all the validation Joon needed to shimmy out from underneath him and move toward Jimin.
“Hyungie,” Jimin started, “can you do us a favor and get Tae’s lube from his desk drawer? It would really help me fuck him better.” Joon basically whimpered but nodded, hurrying to do as he was told.
Jimin pulled his thumb out of Tae then leaned closer to run his tongue from Tae’s balls down to his entrance. “Jiminie, please.” Tae whined, pushing himself back against Jimin’s tongue. Jimin thrust his tongue in a few times before blowing on the wet skin and enjoying the shiver than ran threw Tae’s body.
Namjoon sat back down on the bed next to Jimin, popping the cap of the lube and offering it to Jimin. He squeezed a decent amount onto his hand, rubbing it between both to warm it up before properly coating two fingers and pushing them against Tae’s entrance. Jimin made sure Namjoon was watching before suddenly pushing them in to the first knuckle.
“Fuuuuuuuck.” The trio all groaned at the same time.
“See, hyung,” Jimin said, biting his bottom lip. “You see how much Tae likes to be fucked? God I love my little slut.”
Namjoon’s hand fell to his now neglected cock and pumped it loosely while watching Jimin’s fingers slowly disappear further into Taehyung’s hole. Acting on instinct, he slid his hand up Jimin’s shirt, enjoying the feel of hot, hard skin under his fingers. Jimin pulled his fingers out of a protesting Tae to quickly pull his shirt over his head and off. Tae whimpered as Jimin sunk his lube covered fingers back in and started scissoring them.
The whimper encouraged Namjoon to latch his mouth onto Jimin’s chest, sucking kisses to the warm flesh. Jimin hummed in response, his fingers trailing into Joon’s hair so he could pull him up for a sloppy kiss. He broke away and looked Namjoon up and down before speaking, “Hyung, put some lube on your fingers. How many, Tae? Three?”
“Fuck, yes. Please.” Tae answered, pushing back on the fingers still inside him. “Hyungie, give me your fingers. I want to feel you inside me.”
Joon groaned loudly and quickly did as he was told. Being less experienced, he didn't think to warm the lube first but Taehyung didn't complain as Joon enthusiastically thrust three long fingers all the way in. Tae hissed at the sudden deep and thick intrusion, but rolled his hips back against it nonetheless. “Yes, hyungie, just like that.” He encouraged as Joon started a quick pace. Namjoon seemed to lose himself in the sensation of Tae’s hole squeezing against his fingers and his hand quickly made its way back to his length, gripping it tight and tugging it up and down.
“No, no, no, hyung. I think Taetae wants to taste you. He’ll be sad if you waste your cum on the sheets.”
Taehyung nodded in response. “Please, hyung? I want both of you to fill me with your cum.” Namjoon couldn't hold down the moan that spilled from his lips.
Jimin’s eyes gleamed. “I told you Tae is a cock slut. He wants us both to fuck him at the same time. Help me get these pants off.” He instructed the elder.
Namjoon let his fingers slide out of Taehyung, watching contently as Tae’s hole fluttered around nothing as it was suddenly empty. Namjoon tentatively popped the button of Jimin’s jeans and slid both them and his boxer briefs off. Feeling bold, he reached for the lube again, squirting out a generous amount to coat Jimin’s cock with. Jimin hummed pleasantly at the feeling of Joon’s hand on his length. “Mm, thank you, hyung. Let's not keep Tae waiting any longer though.”
Joon nodded and moved to position himself back with his back to the wall and legs stretched out on the bed. Feeling more comfortable, he spread them out wide and invitingly for Taehyung to crawl between. Tae hummed appreciatively, happily wrapping his long fingers around Joon’s cock so he could suckle at the tip, his tongue dipping into the slit to collect the precum. He moaned softly at the salty, slightly bitter taste before dipping his head to start taking in more of Joon’s length.
Jimin watched Joon's length disappearing into Tae’s mouth for a moment before settling himself between Tae’s raised hips and positioning his slicked up cock with Tae’s equally slicked up hole. Without much warning, he sunk the head of his cock into Taehyung, enjoying the whimper Tae let out around Namjoon’s length.
He slowly pressed further in, giving Tae time to adjust until he was halfway seated inside. He paused for a second before snapping his hips up and thrusting fully into Tae. Taehyung gasped harshly around Joon’s cock, nearly choking, tearing threatening to fall from tightly closed eyes. Jimin knew that Tae loved to be roughed up and always enjoyed seeing him come undone from it.
Joon couldn't decide whether he should watch Tae sucking him off or Jimin’s hips fucking into Tae so he settled for alternating between. Jimin had worked up to a steady rhythm, eliciting a number of moans from the singer beneath him. Joon thought to himself that this had to be the hottest experience of his life and he was probably right up until the point when Jimin changed the angle he was fucking into Tae with and was rewarded with loud whimpers and Tae’s entire boy shaking.
Knowing he had found what he was looking for, Jimin starting thrusting harder into it, basking in the sounds Tae was making around Joon.
Joon's eyes squeezed shut as Tae starting sucking harder and swallowing around him repeatedly. “Tae, fuck Tae...I'm close. Close.” He gritted out.
Jimin's eyes twinkled, “Cum for us, Hyung.”
The rappers hips started snapping up, the feeling of heat pooling in his stomach encouraging him to chase after what he knew was soon to come. After a few more thrusts, his body tensed and a string of curses made their way out of his mouth. Tae pulled back, keeping his mouth open so that Namjoon's cum could shoot into his mouth, dripping down his chin and sliding around his tongue. Instead, he shifted his weight to one arm so he could wrap his fingers around Joon’s cock and work him through the rest of his orgasm. He let go when Namjoon started to hiss at the over sensitivity.
“Watch, hyung.” He instructed as he let Joon’s cum slide around his tongue until he curled it back and closed his mouth to swallow. Joon hissed a quiet fuck, quickly followed by a moan when Tae bent his head to kitten lick the remainder of cum from Joon’s spent cock.
“Time to pay attention to me again.” Jimin complained, pushing Tae's back hard so that he fell onto his elbows. He reached around and gave Tae’s cock a few teasing pumps. “I'm still in your ass, babe.”
“Don't let me forget then.” Tae bit back, smiling when Jimin’s hand landed a harsh smack on his ass.
“I won't, I'm going to make you beg for my cum.” Jimin growled, flipped Tae around to lay on the bed next to Namjoon who was still panting behind them. Jimin quickly pulled Tae’s legs up to hook over his shoulders and thrust back into Taehyung hard and fast. After a moment of experimenting, he felt his tip brush against Tae’s spongy prostate.
“Minnie! Fuck, ah Jiminie, more!” Taehyung called out, confirming Jimin’s suspicion that he had hit his mark.
Jimin panted as he continued fucking into the other singer. He could feel his orgasm creeping up on him but he wasn't ready to give it up yet. “Tae, beg. Tell me how much you want it.” He rasped, slowing his pace a little.
Tae whined and tried to roll his hips up to meet Jimin’s slowing thrusts. “I want you to fuck me like your little slut right in front of Joonie hyung. I want you to fill me up so he can see your cum dripping out of me.”
From beside them, Joon groaned, spent but still enjoying the show. Satisfied, Jimin sped back up, fucking into Taehyung hard enough to be pushing him up the bed. “You want my cum, Taetae?” Tae shuddered underneath him and nodded.
“Please.” He whimpered in response, throwing his hips up into Jimin’s thrusts. Jimin’s hand snaked between their bodies, firmly gripping Tae’s leaking cock and spreading the precum down the length to easy the slide.
“Anything for my Taetae.” Jimin grinned before burying himself to the hilt in Tae, throwing his head back and painting Tae’s insides with his cum. He hissed out a few more expletives, milking himself through his orgasm.
“Minnie, yes, oh my god, Minnie.” Tae moaned, loving the sensation of being full of cock and cum with Jimin’s hand still working his own painfully hard cock.
Still panting, Jimin pulled out of Tae, dropping Tae’s legs down and inching his way down Tae’s body. “Let me take care of you, baby.” Jimin said gently before taking Tae into his mouth. His cheeks hallowed as he sucked hard on the other singer, his tongue working his way along the underside. Jimin lifted Tae’s hips up a little so that he could push two fingers back into the abused hole. He crooked his fingers rubbing them against Tae’s prostate. The singer squirmed beneath him, a whimpering mess as he continued to massage Tae’s prostate and suck greedily on his cock. Before long Tae’s body went rigid.
“Jimin. Cumming. I'm cumming. God you're so good.” Tae whispered a quick warning, not that Jimin needed to be told.
Taehyung's body shuddered one last time before he shot his load down Jimin’s waiting throat. Jimin slipped his fingers out, waiting until the ropes of cum stopped before pulling off of Tae with a satisfied pop.
“You guys do this often, don't you?” Namjoon asked suddenly, sounding both shocked but incredibly pleased with everything that had transpired. Jimin giggled in response while Taehyung could only manage a weak nod, completely fucked out. His hole was still dripping from Jimin’s cum but he couldn't be bothered to care. He knew the elder two would clean him up and either let him sleep there or move him to his own bed.
As if on cue, Jimin bounced over to Taehyung's side of the room to find a tshirt to clean him with as well as could be done for now. Before actually cleaning him though, he swiped his finger over Tae’s dripping hole and popped it into his mouth with a smug glance to Namjoon.
“Is this a clear enough answer for you?” Jimin asked, eye crinkling up into half moons. Namjoon hummed his agreement, a little taken aback by the lewd display but not about to complain. Jimin turned his attention back to Taehyung who he carefully cleaned up the best he could, swiping as much cum from Tae’s spent entrance as he could. “Do you mind if I leave him in your bed, hyung? I think he's past out.” Jimin asked without taking his eyes off of the sleeping singer.
Namjoon could practically feel the fondness radiating off of Jimin, despite the degrading things he had witnessed Jimin call the other. It was obviously something that they mutually enjoyed solely in the context of sex. He could understand it, as well. It had been extremely hot. “Yeah, that's fine. I'll just take his bed.” The rapper finally answered.
Jimin chuckled, “You know he won't mind if you just curl up next to him. But that's up to you.” He paused for a minute, “But Hyung,” he waited for the elder to look at him, “You might want to turn the porn off, or you might wake up to him looking for round two.” The singer bent down to place a soft kiss on Taehyung, still snickering under his breath while he collected his clothes. He exited the room after, leaving Namjoon in his thoughts. Joon was pretty sure he could hear Jimin yelling, “Koooookie. You won't believe what you just missed.” But he wasn't ready to face that just yet.