The Bottom Namjoon Collection!

Way better Sugardaddy (NamTaeKook)(Sugardaddy)(NSFW)

This story was created for the Sugar Daddy fest

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"Thank you all for watching!" The man on the other side of the screen sounded lazy, which did make sense since he had just gone through multiple orgasms "remember that I will open up my Sugar Daddy application next Sunday!" he winked at the camera. "I look forward to seeing your application." There was still a certain sweetness to his voice that made the man watching him wonder if he could cum again or if his dick would hate him too much.

Before Jungkook could come to a conclusion about jerking off again to the alluring man, the stream went dark, and all he could see was the reflection of himself, which made him decide to give his poor dick a bit of a break.

It also made him decide that there was no way in hell that he would lose becoming RM's Sugar Daddy.

RM, who was the boy that had just been streaming, was a very popular Camboy. He was also somebody that Jungkook had a huge fucking crush on.

The man looked nothing like most Camboys, he was much taller than the majority, and his chest was muscled more than lean, and his legs were strong and solid. Still, he was soft and sweet and seemingly also the leading expert in taking huge silicone dicks.

Jungkook had been enamoured with him since the first time he had turned into his stream, so there was no way in damn hell that he was gonna lose the chance to be the man's Sugar Daddy!

There was just one problem. The one problem lived in the equally expensive penthouse in the building next to Jungkook. That problem was called Kim Taehyung, and in a way, he was the person who had introduced Jungkook to the Camboy.

Maybe Introduce was a strong word. In reality, Jungkook had invited himself over to Taehyung's place, and the other man hadn't closed down the tab on his pc fast enough, so Jungkook had gotten to see the long rows of tanned skin.

Taehyung might not have told Jungkook it, but he equally wanted to be RM's Sugar Daddy, and he wasn't gonna give up either.

Taehyung and Jungkook had a complicated relationship. That being, they were best friends, but also best rivals who competed in everything. They were from two rivalling families, who had later had a business merger, so the two of them had always been in each other's lives.

This had led to them being extremely close and caring deeply for each other, but also competing in everything, from their grades in school to their sports activities, to who at 10 years old could kiss most girls. To then later in university when they both realised boys were way more their style, turning to who could sleep with the most and the hottest boys.

That was also when they realised they very much had the same taste in guys, that taste being guys who looked exactly like RM.

That was how both Jeon Jungkook and Kim Taehyung became rivals in winning RM's... Sugar Daddy spot.

On the other side of town, RM, also known as Kim Namjoon, stretched out after making sure everything was turned off. God, he loved his job so much, he grinned at his master's degree hanging on his wall behind his camera setup.

Yeah, Namjoon didn't technically need to be a Camboy. He could have gone somewhere with his master degree in electrical engineering and used that, but he liked being a Camboy, it was fun, and he made way more money than he could ever have dreamed of being just an engineer.

Did he financially actually need a sugar daddy? Not really, but Namjoon wanted to try it, and he liked being taken care of. Having a Sugar Daddy was way easier than having a boyfriend, and nobody would try to guilt him into stop doing his work.

Giggling a little, he finally got up from bed to go take a warm bath with his favourite bath bomb. It was always his treat for himself after one of his streams. He was known for enjoying taking big fake dicks, and after that, you really did need a good warm soak.

He looked forward to seeing exactly which kind of people would drop their applications to be his Sugar Daddy. This was gonna be fun, wasn't it?

"Oi, what are you working on! We don't have any home working coming up. No reason for you to look so serious!" Taehyung had locked himself into Jungkook's penthouse cause that was just how they did it.

Both were in their last year at university, and both of them were focusing on beating the other for top of the class, so Taehyung knew for sure that they didn't have homework nor a test coming up. Cause if they did, he wouldn't be there bothering Jungkook. He would be cramming at home.

"Fuck off, I am doing something important." normally, that would not get a reaction from Taehyung as he threw himself into the couch, but what got his attention was the fact that Jungkook instantly closed his laptop to stop Taehyung from seeing what was on it.

Which meant it was a secret, and now Taehyung was curious "show me."

"Fuck off."

"Rude, now show me." Taehyung reached out for the laptop to check himself, but it was instantly pulled away from him.

That got Taehyung really curious. "You are hiding something from me. Show me."

That got a huff from Jungkook "I am allowed to have secrets!"

"Yes, just not from me, show me."

"Asshole!"

"Yes, you know that. You have known me for over 20 years." Taehyung was crawling along the couch to get to Jungkook with a shit-eating grin on his face "now show me."

Jungkook just glared at him. They had known each other long enough that he really wasn't put off or scared by Taehyung's antics "no."

Clearly, that was not the answer that Taehyung had wanted, as he pounced on Jungkook.

They ended up brawling for the laptop, ending up on the floor, rolling around so much that it was honestly kinda amazing how they didn't manage to break the poor laptop. Unluckily for Jungkook, the person who ended up on top was Taehyung laptop triumphant in his hands "now let's see what you are doing."

Jungkook flailed trying to get loose, but Taehyung might be smaller than him, but he was a lot stronger than he seemed, and they had taken the same sports and self-defence since they were little. He had Jungkook pinned with his knees on the man shoulders and the rest of his body weight on his chest, meaning at most Jungkook could try to kick, and they both knew it wouldn't end well.

All he could really do was watch as Taehyung opened his laptop to check what he was working on.

Taehyung's eyes tracked over the screen. His eyes went big as he realised what it was. His voice was high and squawky when he spoke in a betrayed fashion, "you are trying to be RM's Sugar Daddy as well!?"

Jungkook flushed "so what about it, he said he would take any applications, and I would be a great Sugar Daddy!" his voice was huffy, and he was clearly offended and a little embarrassed.

"You should give it up." Taehyung skimmed the page again before just closing the laptop and throwing it on the couch, still not moving from where he was pinning Jungkook to the floor.

Again wiggling from Jungkook as he tried to free himself, "and why should I? I like him. I would be good for him!"

"Cause I am gonna be RM's Sugar Daddy, so you might as well just give it up. There is no way that you are gonna win over me. I always win. We both know that. So just give it up already." Taehyung finally let up the pressure on Jungkook's shoulders as he got up from the ground, brushing off his knees as if them touching Jungkook had made them dirty.

Jungkook growled as he helped himself up as well "are we really gonna do this?" their eyes met, fire burning in both of them.

"Oh yes, we are." Taehyung grinned like a maniac as he stared down Jungkook. His grin showing teeth, but his stance was relaxed. As much as they were throwing around threats, they still knew each other well and knew that nobody would seriously attack the other.

Jungkook brushed himself off before folding his arms in front of himself, a grin matching Taehyung's on his face "get ready to lose. He will pick me. Why would he choose a bad knockoff when he could have the main thing."

"Oh, you are on. I am gonna destroy you. He won't even think about you when he sees me."

And that was how it started, that was how becoming somebody they both likes Sugar Daddy, and become another thing for them to be rivals about. Neither of them was really aware of exactly what they were getting themselves into cause RM was not gonna make it easy.

Being a Sugar Daddy, in Taehyung's humble opinion, should not require as much work as he was currently putting into it.

When RM had first announced that he would be taking Sugar Daddy application, Taehyung kinda just assumed that it was required to show that he had money, but clearly, the Cam Boy wanted more than that.

If anything, this was more effort than Taehyung had ever put into a dating app. Photo's, a minor essay about his dreams and wants age, work or area of study. So many different things were required, and if it wasn't because RM was smoking hot, Taehyung would honestly have given up.

Staring out his window over at the other building's penthouse, where he was sure Jungkook was doing the exact same thing. Taehyung was not gonna lose, not now, not ever.

He wanted to put it all on his need to beat Jungkook, but the reality was, as little as he might not want to admit it, he felt more for RM than he wanted to admit. Taehyung would always stay for his post stream 'aftercare' sessions, where he would just lay around in bed talking to his viewers that stayed.

He would answer questions about himself without becoming too specific, so they could find him and give advice for his viewers as well. Once Taehyung had even seen him help somebody with math during one of those aftercare post stream sessions.

Math had never before been so sexy.

There was so much to this Camboy, so much more than just what met the eye, and Taehyung loved every moment of it.

He got pulled from his thoughts as he got an Instagram notification on his phone, and there were only two accounts Taehyung had notifications on, Jungkook, so he could make fun of him and RM. Was it risky to have notifications on for a Camboy? Yes, yes, it very much was, but Taehyung liked to live on the edge, and there was no way in hell he was missing content from Namjoon.

The notification was indeed from RM, in an oversized sweater, there was falling down his shoulder revealing a bralet under it, holding up four fingers while he winked at the camera, the caption was ' four day's left, can't wait to look at them all!'

Goddamn it, RM was so damn gorgeous, and Taehyung would love to place a row of hickies up his beautiful neck, but he really did have to finish this application before he could get to do that.

He would have focused on that if it wasn't because he scrolled to the next picture in the post and saw that the next one was RM having lifted up the sweater and turned the camera down a bit, so it could be seen that he was wearing nothing underneath it, and his pretty cock was perfectly tied up in little red string. The text on the picture was 'I need somebody to help me untie myself.'

"I am sorry, but we have to do this." he was talking to his poor dick that really should start to get used to the treatment as Taehyung started unbuttoning his jeans to have another... self-care session.

Taehyung was right that Jungkook in the other apartment had been working on the application as well. He had also gotten the notification at the same time as Taehyung. Which had led to him needing some... self-care as well.

It was kinda scary how well they matched each other in everything, but so it was. So it had always been.

Namjoon giggled to himself as he looked through the application. Yoongi had said he was being way too picky when he wrote down the application form, Yoongi the always negative nancy, had said that nobody would fill it out. Let alone anybody would fit Namjoon's standards.

There were over 100 applications that had all filled out Namjoon's little form, and Yoongi could suck it cause Namjoon was right.

Yoongi was just a hater.

Well, okay, he wasn't. He wanted the best for Namjoon, but still. At that moment, he was just a hater as Namjoon lounged around in his bed, enjoying reading through the applications.

Narrowing it down wasn't hard. If somebody was too young or too old, they would be sorted away. If Namjoon looked at their pictures and didn't feel attraction, he would sort them away. His life was too short, and he was too pretty to deal with Sugardaddies that he didn't find attractive.

The applications were all very different, all of them seemingly trying to figure out exactly what Namjoon wanted and write their application like that. Some, especially the older ones in the bunch, seemed to decide that what Namjoon wanted more than anything was their money. With their personality part talking mostly about all the money they had and how much they could spoil Namjoon.

While he did love to be spoiled, that was not actually the point of what he wanted with a Sugardaddy, well, not completely. It was like... a trial boyfriend. Not that he was gonna actually date them, but it would let Namjoon try and figure out what it felt like to be with somebody while also camming, to figure out if it was something he wanted.

That was why it was important to him to be physically attracted to the other person that was meant to be his Sugardaddy. Okay, yes, Namjoon also wanted to be spoiled cause that was who he was, and as Seokjin said, he deserved to be spoiled as well.

After going over all of the applications, three of them was set aside to be approved past the first round.

The first was a young man with his hair dyed a golden blonde. Clearly done professionally and extremely well. He was a handsome man. Namjoon almost thought that they should be swapping jobs. He was that good looking.

That wasn't what got Namjoon's attention, not it was in his personality part where he by far had written the most out of anybody. Talking about both how he was competitive by nature and how he would be the best Sugardaddy Namjoon ever had, but it wasn't just bragging. There was a section dedicated to his dog and an open-ended question if Namjoon liked dogs.

There was even a link to his Instagram that was filled with model-like pictures of himself, plus just a whole army of pictures of his dog, Yeontan, a fluffy little thing that made Namjoon aw at the pictures.

Kim Taehyung.

Namjoon hummed to himself as he looked it over, the man was still in school, pursuing his own masters and the same age as Namjoon, but there was something about him. He had the money to be a Sugardaddy; apparently, he came from old money and was an heir, but there was something else about him.

His eyes were honest, in some of them, there was a clear competitive glint in them, and it was clear whoever was taking the picture was somebody both dear to Taehyung but also somebody he had a complicated relationship with.

Putting him in the approved pile for the next round was not that hard, and in all honesty, Namjoon had put him there the second he saw the part about dogs. Especially since Rapmon was lying in his lap during the selection process.

Namjoon loved dogs, and something told him that he would like Taehyung just as much. Especially if he got to pet the little furball that Taehyung called his baby.

The next person in the approved pile was a bit older than both Taehyung and Namjoon, a 32-year-old stock trader called Taecyeon. Not that he actually looked 32. Those abs were probably filled with magic if you asked Namjoon.

Taecyeon was a lot more sure of himself than a lot of the other candidates but never came off as cocky; instead, it came off as somebody who had seen the world and was confident in his place in it.

He was also very, very attractive. There was no way around it. It hadn't taken Namjoon much consideration to add him to the list of approved for this round.

Then the last person was young, actually a few months younger than Namjoon and Taehyung. He was another stunning specimen. In a way, he was almost a mirror opposite of Taehyung. His hair was longer and a dark black that was probably dyed more than natural. In some of the pictures, his hair was loose, reaching his shoulder, in some pictures pulled up into a tiny ponytail or man-bun.

Namjoon would have said he was cute, but that wasn't it. An eyebrow piercing and multiple tattoos covering his arms meant that cute wasn't the right word. Namjoon didn't actually have the word for what exactly he was, but he was certainly attractive.

Jeon Jungkook.

He hadn't written nearly as much as Taehyung or even as much as Taecyeon, but what he had written dripped personality. He talked about both video games and the gym, throwing in a few compliments here and there about wanting to know Namjoon's workout routine.

He didn't even know if they were real questions, but it made Namjoon feel happy, he loved going to the gym, and it was nice that somebody appreciated his effort.

Just like Taehyung, he mentioned being competitive, and he was just as straightforward about it as the other man. They even went to the same business school, even if in different classes. Namjoon wondered if they knew each other, but the reality was that it was a big school, so it was probably unlikely.

Jungkook was another easy to approve person.

Namjoon had refused to lower his standards, so those three were the only ones who made it to the next round. It also helped that all three of them lived in Seoul, the same city as Namjoon, making everything a lot easier.

All of them had added their Instagram to their application, so Namjoon, always willing to go over the top, took a special picture for each of them. Part of the application was including their favourite colour and their favourite form of outfit on Namjoon, it might have seemed weird, but it was exactly for this purpose.

His first picture was for Taehyung. He said that he liked Namjoon in lingerie. It always made him look so pretty and beautiful like he was a model waiting for his shoot. Namjoon had never thought he was weak for compliments, but the way Taehyung wrote it made butterflies gather in his stomach.

He was in a grey satin lingerie set. It was one of the sets that he had never used cause he wasn't sure how it would look on camera, but it was so soft, and he loved it. It had little pearl detailing, which fit perfectly against his skin tone. On a piece of paper holding it over his stomach, it had Taehyung's name in bold, pretty letters.

Nothing was really showing, but the picture was definitely going between lewd and cute, Namjoon loved it, and he hoped that Taehyung would as well.

With the picture, he attached the message ' I choose you, I will contact you more soon with details, we will talk see Beautiful.'

The next outfit was for Jungkook. The man had said he liked Namjoon in skirts because it made his legs look even longer than they already did. The skirt was red and pleated, just as Jungkook had said he liked. It stopped mid-thigh showing off his long legs. The way the picture was taken showed just Namjoon's legs in it, lightly spread with the paper held between his legs and somehow making his legs look impossibly even longer.

To the picture, he attached the same message he had Taehyung's.

He had dawned a blue school girl outfit for Taecyeon's picture. He had even considered a wig with little pigtails but thought that maybe that would be going too far. He also got the same message attached as the two others did.

With a little grin on his face, Namjoon got ready to stream. This was gonna be fun.

Really neither Jungkook nor Taehyung seemingly understood how personal space worked as Jungkook barged into Taehyung's apartment without even knocking or announcing himself. "I told you I would bea..." his words trailed off as he realised what he had walked in on.

Taehyung was naked, cause apperently just unzipping his trousers were not enough, leaning back on the couch, legs lightly spread as he eagerly fisted his cock while staring at his phone "Jungkook, what the fuck?" Taehyung stared at him, annoyed, but his hand never stopped moving on his cock "the door was locked!"

"I have... a key?" Taehyung had a very... nice dick. Which was definitely the reason he was transfixed "could you stop that?"

Taehyung sighed before letting go of his dick, glaring at Jungkook. "I was so close before you got here. Why did you have to ruin it?"

"Why did you have to be naked while jerking off!" they went straight back to bickering as Jungkook threw a pillow at Taehyung "and cover that thing up!"

"Hey! Don't call my dick a thing! It has feelings!"

"It does not! It's a dick!"

"Maybe your dick doesn't have feelings!" Taehyung pushed the pillow away, so his hard dick was just out there flopping and existing "maybe that is the problem for you!" he hissed at Jungkook while sitting up "now why did you feel the need to invade my personal space?"

Oh yeah, there was a reason that Jungkook had come here, and it wasn't to be traumatised by Taehyung big pretty dick "I won!" the glee that filled him when he checked his Instagram messages was back, and a big grin settled on his face "not that I ever doubted that I would of course!"

Taehyung stared at him, confused ", but I won?" they didn't need to mention what they were talking about. Both of them knew it. He fumbled for his phone, still seemingly not caring about the fact that he was still naked.

Luckily for Jungkook's sanity, Taehyung's cock was slowly becoming less aroused. It seemed that he wasn't sexually into the two of them bickering. Which, okay, was also kinda rude. Jungkook was hot, and he felt disrespected by Taehyung's dicks clear lack of interest.

"No, I did?" quickly showing his phone to the still naked man on the couch, trying not to let his eyes stray.

On the screen was the picture Namjoon sent him. Taehyung stared for a few seconds, eyes wide open.

Jungkook wasn't sure if it was because Namjoon just looked that good in the picture, which he did! Or because Taehyung just couldn't believe that he had lost.

"You didn't win." a grin slowly spread on Taehyung's phone as he showed his own phone to Jungkook. A picture was there, on Instagram just like Jungkook's.

Fuck Namjoon looked good in lingerie. For a second, Jungkook let himself wonder exactly how Namjoon would look if he was wearing the lingerie that Taehyung prefered, together with the skirt that Taehyung loved so much.

He would look gorgeous, that was for sure.

Instead, he focused on what that meant, and groaned "fuck, this was just round one, wasn't it? Neither of us has won yet."

"Not yet, but I will win, you might have been lucky this time, but you won't pass the next round." Taehyung finally swung his legs over the side of the couch, so he was no longer sitting, getting up to stand, still not caring about the fact that he was bloody naked!

Again choosing the ignore it, Jungkook growled at him, "I will win!"

"In your dreams!"

"Well, he is certainly in my dreams."

The two were easily switching from growling at each other to grinning, competition always got them a certain high, and the idea of competing for this made the blood in both of them pump hard around their bodies.

"You are on."

"You will regret it."

"aaaagh~ yes please!" Namjoon let out his last moan, unable to hold his orgasm back anybody as the toy buzzed against his prostate, his poor little cock spewed ribbons of cum.

Letting himself collapse back onto the sheets, he whined a little as he desperately waved his hands around to find the remote and turn the vibrator off. Finally finding it, he let out a little moan of happiness as the buzzing against his prostate finally stopped.

Giving himself a few seconds, he closed his eyes, quickly breathing as he tried to settle himself before he turned his attention to his chat.

It was going fast, so it was hard to notice individual messages. It always went fast just when he came "thank you, Sunman, it felt really good." Namjoon still laid in a way where his ass and hole was on display, with the vibrator still inside of him.

"I am okay, Petalhead, just got a little over-sensitive. I am good now. Thank you for checking on me." Namjoon had a close connection to his viewers, and he liked to believe that he had a community of nice people.

"Thank you all for watching. I hope this was fun for all of you as well. I didn't expect you all to be so eager!" he giggled a little. He had been using a toy that reacted whenever somebody donated to his stream, vibrations more powerful depending on his big the donation was. That last time he came was the third time that night.

It was the first time he had tried a toy like that, and it had seemingly really gotten his chat going, as donations came streaming in as soon as he got the toy inside of him. He hadn't been prepared for it, which had lead to the quickest orgasm he had had in months.

"Have I found a Sugardaddy? Well, I have narrowed it down to 3 people now. I have already told them." Namjoon slowly pulled out the vibrator to throw it on the floor for cleaning later, his entire body shaking as it was finally out of him. "I am sorry to the people I didn't choose! There was nothing wrong with any of you, you just weren't a good fit for what I was looking for personally, but it means so much to me that you still filled it out."

He winked at the camera, and maybe he was lying just a little cause some of them there was definitely something wrong with, and Namjoon was sure that if he met them in real life, he would go missing.

"Will I stream with them?" Namjoon lightly tapped his cheek in a thinking motion. "I think that would depend if they felt okay with it, even in ways where they could hide their identity. Not everybody is as okay as me with being online. I would respect that!"

He lazed around in his bed, answering questions in his normal pillow talk way, even asked the chat what they would like to see for the next couple of streams. The speed of chat was slowing down just a bit, and it was easier to keep up with it.

"Do I have a favourite so far, Mr Musclebunny?" again Namjoon tapped his cheek, thinking "they are all very different, so it's hard to have a favourite! But I think I have an idea for who I will choose. I am gonna have a meeting with all of them to get to know them better, so you never know!"

He could feel warmth bloom in his stomach thinking about the three men, he really felt that he had the chance to lead somewhere, and he really needed to curve that before he got his hope up to much.

The part of his chat that always stayed for his aftercare sessions seemed to like the topic more than they were jealous, which was nice "are they attractive, Gucciboy? Well, I personally think they are all three very attractive. They all look very different but certainly attractive!"

Namjoon couldn't help it but giggle a bit. MrMusclebunny and Gucciboy were having an argument in his chat about which one of his picked out daddy's Namjoon liked better. He decided not to call them out on it. It was kinda cute to see them argue like that.

He answered a few more questions before waving goodbye to his views, blowing them a kiss and promising to update both his Instagram and his fan channel very soon. He did have a photoshoot soon that he hoped they would all like.

He felt giggly as he laid around in bed for a few more minutes. This Sugardaddy think was a good idea. Again Yoongi could suck it. Namjoon loved him, but clearly, the older was just overprotective. This was the best idea Namjoon had had in a very long time.

Taehyung didn't know what to feel about it as he and Jungkook waited at the restaurant that RM had them all to meet at. It was a private room, making sure that they wouldn't be disturbed, but probably also making sure that nobody knew that the three of them were meeting with a Camboy.

Not that Taehyung cared. Neither his fortune nor Jungkook's depended on their public image, luckily. Neither of them cared if they would be seen with a Camboy, and it was unlikely that their family would either.

Their family had really just come to terms with it; as long as they stayed out of legal trouble and kept up with their education, they could do pretty much whatever they wanted to.

Both Jungkook and Taehyung were throwing little looks at the other man in the room, they didn't personally know him, and he had only given them a quick nod and a once over when he entered, seemingly not caring much about them.

It was kinda rude how he could seemingly just dismiss them so fast, seemingly not thinking that he had to care about them at all. Like they weren't a threat to him.

Jungkook and Taehyung had been bickering when this man had entered, but they were quick to shut up as they just seized up the other person who was part of this. Both of them had watched Namjoon's last Livestream, which meant they knew there were just three of them.

They weren't sure what to expect from this person, but this man was not it; he was... hot. Which was not something that Taehyung had been prepared for. In all the media he had ever read, Sugardaddies were mostly creepy old men with beer bellies. They weren't good looking men in tight suited who looked to be around their mid-thirties cause that was what this man looked like.

Taehyung could see Jungkook eyeing him as well. They had known each other long enough that it didn't take more than a shared look to know that the hatched was buried for now. They would destroy this man first, then they could go back to competing against each other instead.

They both knew themselves enough that if they really got caught up in each other and showing how much better than each other they were, this man could beat them without them even noticing, and that was just not acceptable.

So, for now, the hatched was buried, and they were a team.

Not how Taehyung had expected the day to go, but hey, why not.

It didn't take much longer before RM arrived, and god, he was beautiful in person.

Even though it was a video, Taehyung still had a hard time accepting that RM was a real person. Maybe he wouldn't look as beautiful in real life. Maybe he run smoothing filters on his video. Maybe... Taehyung wouldn't be as gone on him when he saw him in real life.

Turned out that all those ideas were wrong; the second Namjoon stepped into the room. The Camboy was just as beautiful in real life...

He was wearing a pair of casual dark grey slacks and a black button-up with its sleeves folded up to his elbow. His hair was different from the blonde that he had kept it the last few months; instead, it was a galaxy shaded purple that looked amazing on him.

Taehyung honestly felt that he had the breath kicked out of him as all he could do was stare at RM "it's good to see all of you in person instead of just on Instagram!" his smile was so... warm, but his eyes were full of jest. "I did consider a skirt since you all seem to like them so much, but I thought that might be a little too much for the first meeting in public."

"Whatever makes you more comfortable." the deep voice wasn't from either Taehyung or Jungkook, instead from the other man who still hadn't told them who he was "if that is trousers for you in public, then that is fine. None of us would be ashamed of you."

RM giggled, and Taehyung was offended that the first time he heard that in person, it wasn't a giggle that he had caused"you really a charmer aren't you, Taecyeon."

Well, atleast now Taehyung had a name to put to the face he was starting to hate. Jungkook seemed as taken aback as Taehyung was since he had nothing to say either.

"always happy to please." Taehyung had never felt self-conscious about his voice, but the fact that both Taecyeon and RM were suddenly something he was very aware of.

"I should probably start with this. My name is actually Namjoon. It would be weird to have you all call me RM during all of this. That is just a stage name." he saw on the other side of the table of the three men.

"I am Jungkook, as you probably realised." seemingly, he had found at least part of his voice again as he tried to be as suave as possible. Normally Taehyyung would have made fun of him for trying too hard, but at that moment, all Taehyung could do was support him in at least trying. They had to beat this Taecyeon person, and then they could beat each other.

"and I am Taehyung. You look gorgeous in real life."

Seeing Namjoon's cheek warm-up in real life instead of on the screen was a blessing from the damn gods, and Taehyung could feel the butterflies settle in his stomach. So what if Taecyeon made Namjoon giggle, Taehyung made him blush, and that was worth way more if you asked him.

They all ordered food, and all three of them were being fairly petty about having Namjoon's attention.

Luckily Namjoon didn't seem to really mind as he just kept up the conversation with all three of them without even mentioning it. Ask questions about all of them.

Taehyung was fully aware that maybe he and Jungkook were being a little... aggressive in shutting down anything Taecyeon had to say, and a frown was starting to settle on his face, even if he was trying his best to hide it.

When Namjoon left for a quick bathroom break, he was no longer trying to hide it as he turned to them "would you like to tell me to my face what is going on?" his tone was light, but his brow was furrowed, and he clearly had little patients for their actions "I am not here to bother myself with badly behaved brats."

Well, if they had nothing to group up about before, now they certainly had. Neither Jungkook nor Taehyung liked to be treated like they were just children "if you say so, granddad." Jungkook started.

Taehyung was quick to pick up right after... "I would be careful with that," he nodded towards Taecyeon's food "maybe you should stick with soup. It is probably better for your dentures."

"I am not gonna argue with either of you." he might be trying to take the high road, but the pulsing vein on his forehead was starting to really give him away, no matter how much he was trying to hide it "I am here for Namjoon, not for a bunch of children trying to play games. If you aren't serious about him, you should just give up. He deserves somebody serious about him."

Taehyung could feel his own anger start to grow in his chest, and he would have acted on that anger had it not been because Jungkook had grasped his hand under the table, stopping him from reacting.

Instead, Jungkook took over as the brain, which was very much not something neither of them was used to "We are serious about him, and if you are as well that is exactly why you should give up." his eyes were harsh, and Taehyung was not exactly sure where the other man was going with this.

Jungkook still hadn't let go of his hand under the table, clearly worried that if he did, Taehyung would do something stupid. Which was very likely, something he would do.

Instead, he just kept speaking, "Namjoon picked all 3 of us. He picked two guys who were around his age, able to relate to him and good looking. You have to be able to read the writing on the wall. He is way more interested in us. Since he clearly doesn't want just money, but somebody he actually has a connection to, it's better for you to give up. You have nothing in common with him, we will understand him. So give it up, granddad. You can't run with the young ones. It's cute you are trying tho."

Taehyung could have kissed Jungkook, not that he ever thought about that of course! The plan was so easy, so simple, and so easy, and Taecyeon walked straight into it as his facade of above them older man who cared nothing about them fell away.

"You brat! How dare you!" his voice was raised just the barest amount, but the anger and poison in his voice were unable to be hidden.

That was when Jungkook's trap clapped as Namjoon made his way into the room, something Taecyeon had not noticed as he focused his attention on Taehyung and Jungkook. "I will win Namjoon, you might as well just give up, little kids."

"Well, first of all, I am a person, not a thing to be won. Secondly, I am the same age as Jungkook and younger than Taehyung, so if they are kids, so am I." Namjoon's arms were folded across his chest, and he was wearing a frown "I don't think we will be a good fit, Taecyeon, I wouldn't want you to be forced into this kind of arrangement with a child. Asking you here must have made you very uncomfortable. I am sorry. You may leave now."

"Namjoon I..." Taecyeon seemed to have understood that he fucked up as he tried to placate the clearly annoyed Camboy.

Namjoon was having none of it, as he interrupted him, "I don't care, please leave. And don't tell people of my identity."

As much as it seemed the older man wanted to argue, he also seemed to realise that there was nothing he could do. Arguing with Namjoon would not endear him to the other man. If Taecyeon had watched just as much of Namjoon's streams as Taehyung had, he would know that Namjoon was one of the most stubborn men in the world.

If Namjoon had decided that Taecyeon was out, there was nothing any of them could do convince him otherwise. Arguing with him was more likely to just lead him to be angry instead.

Taecyeon hung his head, as he got up from his spot "I am sorry, I should have behaved better." he adjusted his tie, and Taehyung was impressed with how well he kept his face blank, and with how he didn't even try to throw them under the bus, instead just accepting what had happened.

Damn, maybe he was more mature than them.

"Feel free to contact me if you change your mind, else," his smile was honey-sweet "It was very nice meeting you in person Namjoon, even if this went nowhere, very few are lucky enough to get to meet you in person, and I will always treasure that."

Damn, he was smooth. Thank god that they had gotten him out so scot-free. Especially since he kissed Namjoon's hands before he left.

For a second, Taehyung considered that maybe he should become Taecyeon's Sugarbaby, cause fuck the man was good. Plus he was attractive.

Those thoughts would have to wait until later cause Namjoon was more important, and even more attractive than Taecyeon.

Now they could start the date again, and it would only be the three of them.

The problem was that Namjoon didn't sit down, as the door closed behind Taecyeon's leaving form, he just looked at the two of them with his arms still crossed and a disappointed look at both of them. "I know that you goated him into saying what he did. While I believe that he truly meant what he said, even if it was in anger. You are both still guilty of goading him along."

"We didn't...." Jungkook tried to speak, having finally let go of Taehyung's hand. This meant that Taehyung could cover the younger's hand with his mouth, before he ruined this for both of them.

Lying to Namjoon was a bad idea that neither of them should do.

"At least one of you have a brain," he sighed as he leaned against the now-closed door. Taehyung's heart was doing weird things in his chest, a mix between panic because they had been found out, and glee for seeing Namjoon like this. He was so pretty.

It wasn't fair.

How was anybody this pretty, and how was Taehyung this much into it "we are sorry."

Namjoon ran a hand through his hair, messing it up as he sighed "this is not what I wanted from this thing. I think it's better that we just break it up here." his messed up hair kinda reminded Taehyung how he would look during his aftercare streams. Well that was not a thought well-fitting for what was going on.

He still covered Jungkook's mouth with his hand. "I am sorry please reconsider, we are both very serious about you!" Taehyung could feel a slight tinge of desperation in his voice. He wasn't ready to give up on Namjoon.

The meal they had shared had proved exactly what Taehyung had already known, Namjoon was amazing, and he wanted him. Fuck he wanted him so badly. Maybe he would have been okay if Jungkook had been chosen. Yes, Taehyung wouldn't have liked it, but he could have learned to live with it.

But neither of them?

Both of them being rejected?

The mere idea made Taehyung's heart speed up.

Jungkook pushed his hand away from his mouth. His body language was that of a kicked puppy "we really are sorry."

Namjoon pinched the bridge of his nose "if sorry fixed anything we would have found world peace long ago, but at least you understand what you did was wrong." he looked over them one at a time, "I am not calling this off yet, but I need more time to think."

"We understand." the words were true. Taehyung did understand, but that didn't mean that he had to like it. Which he very much didn't do.

"I will pay the bill on the way out. I will contact you when I have made a choice about which one of you will fit best, if any, that is." Namjoon brushed his jeans down, as to remove dust from them.

Jungkook's words were hesitant "shouldn't we pay? Since we are meant to be your Sugar Daddy?"

"Not yet, you aren't. If we get to that point, you will have plenty of chances to actually treat me." his voice was a little sad, but he forced a smile before waving "it was nice meeting both of you."

It was the same smile he sometimes wore during streaming, it was rare, but it happened at times. Those moments where it was clear that he really didn't want to be streaming. It was the few streams that while Taehyung had enjoyed them, he had felt guilty about it.

One of the things that drew him to Namjoon in the first place was the fact that the man seemed to genuinely really be into his stream. He loved doing it. He wasn't just doing it cause he had no other choice.

He was eager and always into it. That was why those streams where he wasn't into it just hit differently. The rest of his stream viewers didn't seem to notice, but Taehyung always did. Something told him that Jungkook did as well.

It was times like those that Taehyung made sure to send sweet words in the aftercare stream chat. Sometimes Namjoon would notice it and answer them. It was always so cute. His ears would turn red in a blush, and he would mumble out a little, ' it has just been a long bad day.'

After that, he would instantly swap into his more professional view and go with his ' But it is better now that I am with you guys!'

Taehyung liked Namjoon so much, not just as RM, but the glimpses he saw of the real him as well. It wasn't just lust, yes it was a lot of lust cause Namjoon looked like that. But it wasn't just lust.

"We really are sorry." the words came from the depths of his heart and were genuine.

Namjoon seemed to realise that as well, as his expression softened a lot "I know." and with those words, he was out of the door, leaving Jungkook and Taehyung behind.

Maybe Taehyung should have seen it come, but he somehow didn't. Both of them were silent, not knowing what to say. Both were feeling the loss and everything that had gone on.

Taehyung didn't even question it as he followed Jungkook to his apartment. It just seemed logical. It was a thing he had done so many times before. They barely gotten inside before an argument started out.

It was just a petty argument, something that they had had a million times before. They had been rivals and friends for so long that it was just natural, when something that always happened.

The words weren't important, not really. They were just plain and boring, throwing the blame around.

"This is your fault!"

"No, it's your fault!"

They were pushing each other around in the hallway, anger flowing over them in annoyed movements.

And then they were kissing.

Taehyung could, honest to god, not say who had started it. Yes, there had always been tension between them, but neither of them had ever acted upon it. Neither of them had ever needed to act upon it.

All of that frustration that they had built up over years, together with grief and other complicated emotions that they felt over their loss of Namjoon, seemed to make their bodies act before their brains were catching up.

First Taehyung had his back pressed against the wall, as the two of them were devouring each other's mouths. There was no room for soft and sweet behind them, hands were greedy, and mouths even more.

It was first when Jungkook bit down on Taehyung's lip enough where it hurt that Taehyung pulled away, breaking the kiss as he turned them around, so he was instead the one pinning Jungkook against the door "you are such a damn brat." he growled out as he bit down hard on the other man's clavicle, first letting go when he was sure that the mark would bruise enough that Jungkook couldn't hide it.

Jungkook's hand in his hair was rough as he pulled it back, so he could go back to kissing the living daylight out of him. A growl that Taehyung had never heard before, it sturred something inside of him "if anybody is a brat, it is you! You would have jumped him if I hadn't stopped you."

"And you would have lied to Namjoon, completely ruining both of our chances. He hates liars!"

"And you know exactly what he likes and doesn't like?"

"Way better than you do clearly!"

"Taecyeon would have been picked if it hadn't been for me!" They were growling at each other, and as quickly as they had started kissing at first, they were at it again, teeth scraping against each other as they started pulling off the other's clothes.

Shirts were off and ruined. Buttons went everywhere as the expensive fabrics were ribbed in a need to just be able to touch. They were moving to the bedroom. They didn't need to talk. Other than growling more insults at each other, leaving marks up and down planes of soft skin and hardened muscles.

Were they taking their frustrations out on each other? Or were they acting on long-ignored desires? Neither of them really wanted to think about that. It was much easier not to think about it.

Luckily they didn't get much time to think about it, as Jungkook was pushed onto the bed on his back, with Taehyung grinned down at him as he started working on getting the other man's trousers off "you talk to damn much!"

"Say you!" Jungkook spat as he wiggled out of his tight dress trousers. They were the pair that made Jungkook's muscled ass look the best. Not that Taehyung ever noticed what Jungkook's ass looked like. That just wasn't who he was. He would never look at his friend's (rival's?) ass!

He had started pulling on Taehyung's trousers, quickly helping him out of them, leaving them both naked as underwear had joined the rest of their clothes on the floor.

Taehyung didn't question why he knew exactly where Jungkook stored his lube as he reached over to quickly grab the bottle from the other man's bedside table. Second drawer from the bottom. All while keeping his mouth firmly locked against Jungkook's-

Jungkook's hands in his hair were just as rough as Taehyung were, making sure that Taehyung's face was angled in just the way that he wanted it, so Jungkook could kiss the daylight out of him.

They didn't exchange words until Taehyung managed to smear some of the lube on his fingers. He was between Jungkook's thighs, so it was easy to slide his hand down and rub just the tip of his fingers against Jungkook's entrance. With the plan to prep him so he could fuck him.

That was clearly where they were going, right? Sex?

Jungkook pulled away, breaking the kiss as he pushed Taehyung away "what the fuck Tae?" his eyes were wide.

"Were we not...?" Taehyung let the sentence trail off as he waved his hand coerced in lube around to prove what he was talking about.

Jungkook's eyes were pinned as they stared at him "but who said you were gonna top!?"

Taehyung's eyes almost bugged out of his head at that question "of causeI would top!" his words were sputtered out "who else would top? You!?"

"I have way more muscle than you. I am way more top-shaped than you!"

"You know fully well that the size of you has nothing to do with if you are gonna top or not! Namjoon is taller than both of us, and that man takes big false dicks like they were nothing!" Taehyung growled at him. He was sitting back on his knees, not caring that his entire body was on display "of course I would top! You are... you!"

"And I can't top?" Jungkook was sitting up now as well, glaring at Taehyung like he had insulted his honour, which maybe in a way he had "I am giving, you will receive."

"No way in fucking hell!" they were all up in each other's faces, growling at each other.

"I am not gonna bottom for you!"

"Oh so if it was Namjoon you would have been willing to bottom!" Jungkook growled at him. Both of them ignored the fact that they were still hard, that was really something better to ignore.

"If he wanted me too, sure!" Then they were kissing again. There were just too many mixed emotions going through them, too many frustrations and everything as Jungkook rolled them over, so he was on top again.

Both were breathing heavily as the kiss broke, both of them staring the other down. Jungkook was straddling Taehyung at that point. Both knew that they would really not get anywhere with this discussion and in all honesty, neither of them really felt like having it, the arousal was too heavy in their body. They just wanted to get some action, some pleasure. Everything else could be thought about later, or hopefully just ignored.

With neither of them clearly in the mood to bottom, Taehyung shrugged where he was lying with his back on the bed "69ing then?"

Jungkook seemed to consider it for just a moment before he nodded "you better be as good at dicks sucking as you keep bragging about, or I am gonna be disappointed. Don't blow your load, before you put your own work in."

Taehyung's eyes narrowed, of course they would manage to make this a competition somehow. That was just who they were, wasn't it?

That was how they ended up with Jungkook on top of Taehyung, with his cock buried in the older man's throat, while he himself was eagerly taking as much of Taehyung's cock inside of him as physically possible.

Both of them were once again doing their best to ignore the fact of just how aroused the were with the thought of the other persons cock deep down their throat.

They loved every moment of it.

Jungkook was pulling out every trick he knew in the book, playing with the head with his tongue while he used his free hand to eagerly jerk off the rest of his cock. Then swapping to swallowing him deep, humming around Taehyung's cock to create vibrations when his cock was all the way down his throat while lightly rubbing and massaging Taehyung's balls.

It was hard to focus on much when Taehyung turned out to be exactly as good with his mouth that he always bragged about being, but Jungkook refused to give up. He refused to lose to the other man.

They had been rivals for so long, for Jungkook, this was just another chance for him to prove that he was indeed better than Taehyung!

Both of them were so keyed up that it really didn't take much effort as Taehyung's hand grabbed Jungkook's hip tightly as he started humping up into Jungkook's mouth. A clear sign that he was about to cum.

The noises in the room were loud and wet. No words were exchanged between them. No words could really be said when both of them had a dick so far down their throat that it wouldn't take much for them to choke on it.

Jungkook thought he was gonna win when Taehyung's thighs started to shake. The signs were right there. Taehyung was gonna cum. He was gonna win. This was a win that Taehyung couldn't deny!

What Jungkook didn't notice, as he was so focused on Taehyung and Taehyung's body, was the fact that he himself was extremely close as well.

As the hot waves of Taehyung's cum flowed down Jungkook's throat, he came himself. The pleasure of his best friend and rivals cum flowing into him was just too much pleasure. Something he didn't know he could get pleasure from. Normally Jungkook was not that big of a fan of giving oral.

He would do it, of course, because he wasn't a selfish lover, but it wasn't normally something he got pleasure from.

Both of their breaths came heavily as they pulled away from each other, Jungkook dropping down next to Taehyung on the bed. Both of them staring at the ceiling instead of at each other "A tie." Taehyung's words were mumbled as he threw his own arm over his eyes, so that the artificial light from above wouldn't annoy him "let's call this one a tie for now."

Jungkook grumbled, but agreed "yeah, just this time, a tie. I will win next time."

They didn't need to talk more about it, didn't need to think about what 'next time' meant, cause there was always a next time. For them at least, there was no stopping it. This might have opened a new part to their rivalry, but was it really that different?

The only thing missing was... Namjoon.

Neither of them really dared hope that they would see Namjoon again, they were fully aware that they had fucked up, that there was a chance that they would just never hear from Namjoon again, but it was better to not think about that.

There was one thing that had changed, they now started to watch Namjoon's stream together. He had two planned streams a week, and they would watch it together. Sharing little comments, mostly about Namjoon with each other.

He was as radiant and gorgeous as ever.

The first time they had watched Namjoon together it wasn't really planned. They had been cramming for a test that was coming up soon. They found cramming together always worked better, as nobody else in their classes really could keep up with them.

Taehyung had thrown a look at his phone, eyes going wide as he saw the time "shit I have to go!" he started packing his stuff before Jungkook even had the chances to react.

Taehyung was almost out the door when Jungkook himself realised why he was about to leave. He knew exactly what time it was.

Grinning at the other man, he had offered, "why leave? I am gonna watch it anyway. You might as well stay here."

So they watched it together, sitting next to each other with Namjoon's stream on Jungkook's big screen. Jerking off, focusing on the beautiful man that they had managed to lose.

They learned more about each other and gained more respect when they realised that both of them wanted to stay and watch the aftercare stream.

It was three weeks after Namjoon had left them in the restaurants, and they were once again watching the stream "he has had a bad day." Taehyung's voice was soft and caring, like he wanted to reach out and hug Namjoon.

Jungkook could see it as well. There was something in Namjoon's eyes that gave it away "yeah... " it was the aftercare part of the stream, both of them had already cum, watching Namjoon perform an amazing blowjob to a fake dick.

Both of them were fully able to imagine it being their dick that Namjoon's perfect dick-sucking lips were wrapped around. That he was looking up at them with those dark eyes, sparkling with joy and a teasing expression.

Still during the aftercare stream, there was clearly something wrong, and none of them felt quite right about it "do you think he has somebody to hold him? He is clearly not having a good day."

"I would hold him." Jungkook's words were muttered, his trousers and pants were still shoved down to his ankles, but he didn't really care. At that point, Taehyung had seen his dick enough that there really wasn't anything to worry about "if he let me."

"Me too." Taehyung's voice was just like Jungkook's, longing and sad.

Somebody in chat asked Namjoon about his Sugar Daddy situation, which made another sad look appear in Namjoon's eyes "it's... complicated. It's down to two, but I still have a lot of things to consider. I haven't made a choice. I am not sure if I am going to."

Oh, so they were the thing making Namjoon sad. Well, fuck, that hurt.

Taehyung and Jungkook didn't talk the day after; instead, both of them could feel the guilt in their chests. They had hurt Namjoon with their actions, which were never something they had planned on.

Both of them had come to terms with the fact that they would probably never hear from Namjoon again. It wasn't an easy thing to accept, but there was no other way around it. It wasn't like they could force Namjoon to talk to them if he didn't want to.

They couldn't even contact him if they wanted to! They had his first name, but no last name, no personal number, no anything. The only thing they had was Namjoon's Instagram dm's, and the Camboy probably got hundreds of messages every day, so it was unlikely that he would notice just one from them.

Just as they had come to terms with it, both of them got another message from Namjoon over Instagram. It was an address and a time for them to meet.

At first, both of them had thought that they had won, that they were the only ones picked. That was until they started speaking to each other.

"At least he is gonna turn us down to our face. That is sweet of him."

"And we get to see where he lives, even if that is the only part of him we get, I am willing to accept that." Taehyung's tone was sad; clearly, he was feeling the same as Jungkook. Like he didn't want to let go of Namjoon. But he would if they were demanded too.

"Do you really think this is his real address?"

"I checked it out. It is privately owned. So unless it is one of his friends, then yes, it is his." Neither of them dared to really have hope of what it meant.

Namjoon played with the bottom part of his soft skirt while waiting for the two men to arrive. Since he had last seen them, he had had to do a lot of thinking. He was angry about how they had acted. There wasn't a lie, but he felt conflicted about everything that had happened.

He also had to make a choice about which one of them he would go forward about. It turned out that knowing that they knew each other made it even harder to choose.

He had made a choice, and while he wasn't sure it was the right choice, it was the one he would stick with.

It wasn't as if Namjoon got much more time to really think about it, cause his doorbell rang and signalled that the two other men had arrived.

Namjoon looked himself over in the mirror one last time, he was wearing a soft white off the shoulder sweater, and his skirt was the same soft red pleated skirt that he had sent to Jungkook in the DMS. It really was one of Namjoon's favourite skirts, it was soft and always felt good against his skin. He had even added a pair of thigh high socks, not just cause they looked super cute, but because they were his favourite, they made him feel safe, they made him feel... good.

As he opened the door, buzzing them in, the minute or so between them being buzzed in, and them reaching Namjoon's door were terrible.

In all honesty, Namjoon thought butterflies were gonna escape from his stomach. Or maybe his heart would burst out of his chest. Maybe even both?

The two men looked bashful when they finally arrived with the elevator arriving, but they also looked beautiful. Just as Namjoon had noticed last time they met "it's good to see you both again." he kept his tone even and didn't let his complicated feelings show up "come in, I made tea for our talk."

As he moved aside to show them inside, neither of them moved, they didn't even say anything "uhm... hello?"

That seemed to shake them out of it. Taehyung was the one who moved forward first "we were just taken aback, you look so beautiful."

Namjoon had been called beautiful many times before. It was far from something new. He had thousands of messages that told him the same thing. His chat was filled with the same messages. While they made him feel good, desire and knowing he was desired always made him feel strong and powerful, but none of them had made him feel the way Taehyung's words did. None of them made him feel the way their heavy eyes on him did.

"Thank you..." he let his words trail off, as he to his own horror could feel his cheeks heat up.

Goddamn it! He was meant to be one of the most popular Cam Boys in South Korea, not some blushing wallflower. Why was he blushing like one?

He was embarrassed over himself, but it seemed to be the right answer as Taehyung and Jungkook both smiled wide at him, happy with themselves, "we brought you flowers." Jungkook stepped towards Namjoon, holding a single red rose. Taehyung, next to him, showed off a grey rose.

It wasn't lost on Namjoon that it was their favourite colour, as if they wanted a claim on him "thank you... you shouldn't have done that."

"We wanted to. Both as an apology, and to show that we have thought about you. Roses might be boring, but you once mentioned that they were your favourites. So we went with those." Jungkook's words were a little hesitant, and the tips of his ears were matching Namjoon's in colour.

"Let me just quickly set these two in water. They are so beautiful. I wouldn't wanna let them dry out. There is tea in the living room while I do it." Finally, they actually moved this time, making their way to the living room while Namjoon took a quick time out in the kitchen while finding somewhere to put the flowers.

He had forgotten exactly how good looking the two of them were, and he simply was not prepared to see them again.

Namjoon wasn't prepared for them to treat him so nicely. They were so... sweet.

He could hear the two lightly bickering in the living room. It was a sweet background noise that made him smile softly. Now that they were no longer trying to hide it, it was clear that they knew each other fairly well. They were clearly close friends if their bickering was anything to go by. There was no real heat in their bickering, just barely hidden affection.

"Not like that!" Taehyung's voice was hissing, so quiet that Namjoon might have missed it if he weren't listening for it.

Well, he could no longer hide in the kitchen, now, could he?

What he found where the two of them pushing the black tea teapot between them, as they were whisperingly arguing about it "is something wrong with the tea? I chose something mild that I hoped both of you would like, but I can remake it if it isn't to your taste?"

"No, no! It's not like that!" Jungkook's words were so hurried that they almost fell over themselves, trying to get out of his mouth "we were trying to find out how you would like your tea! Since you made it, it was only fair that we would be the one to pour you some tea, but we couldn't agree on how you would take it. I think you want it with sugar, Taehyung thinks you want it with milk!"

Jungkook looked like a huffy puppy that had gotten into a fight with another puppy. Neither of them really big enough or able to do any damage, but still being huffy puffy at each other. Namjoon couldn't do anything other than just giggle, "you are both wrong. I take my tea black."

Both of the other men's expression dropped, and Taehyung let out a little noise he probably hadn't meant to let escape, as Jungkook looked as if Namjoon had told him that he was dying, "but thank you, I never had somebody try to guess what my tea tastes are. That is kinda... cute."

Maybe cute wasn't the right word, but it was all he could think about.

"Of course, we will always be willing to pour your tea." there was more meaning behind it than could just be read on the surface. Namjoon knew that which was why he felt so guilty for what he had to do.

"I have made a choice about the reason you are here." again, those butterflies and the feeling of dread were fighting over control of his stomach as he sat down on the other side of the table from them.

He held his tiny teacup between his hands, letting the dark liquid warm them. He stared into it, unable to look at the two of them while he spoke.

"We assumed that was why you called us here." Taehyung's voice was filled with grief he couldn't hide.

That just made Namjoon feel worse. He was meant to make a choice. How had he gotten attached this fast? Fuck. Maybe Yoongi was right, and this had all been a bad idea.

"I have done a lot of thinking," he still wasn't looking at them. He didn't feel as if he really could "it hasn't just been about what happened at the restaurant. Honestly, I don't really think any of it has been about it. The restaurant just proved something to me."

Silence from the other two, neither of them seemingly wanted to stop Namjoon mid-speech. Even though maybe he kinda wished they would. Maybe that would make all of this easier "I have to pick one of you. That is how this thing was meant to go, but... I have decided to pick neither of you." Now that the words were finally out, Namjoon somehow didn't feel relieved, nor did he feel confident in his choice. Instead, he just felt conflicted.

"Neither?" Jungkook's voice was shaking, "why not at least one of us? I know we fucked up, but you said you liked us. So why not choose at least one of us. We would make it up to you. I promise we would. We would never make the mistake that we did in the restaurant, I promise." Jungkook's voice was almost pleading, which really wasn't right for such a good looking man like Jungkook.

Namjoon thought of lying, thought of making up some reason that would maybe cast himself in a better light and hurt them less. That wouldn't be fair, not to them, and not to himself, so he just settled on telling them the truth, "I am picking nobody, cause I can't pick just one of you. I like both of you. I didn't plan to. There is just something about the two of you, I just...I can't pick just one. I hope you understand."

Namjoon had expected anger for them to not understand, but all he got was silence. That was when he finally looked up at them. There was no anger in their faces; instead, they exchanged a look between them before Taehyung looked at Namjoon with a grin "who says you have to choose? We have lately learned that we are very good at sharing."

There was a near hungry look in their eyes as if they were ready to work together to eat him, and all Namjoon could do was go "oh..." well that was not what he had prepared for.

That was how Namjoon ended up with two Sugar Daddies, and he couldn't deny the fact that he loved it.

Getting to know the two others was a very interesting experience, to say the least. If Namjoon had to explain what they were, the best he could do was best friends who also happened to be rivals.

They liked competing about the weirdest things, like who could get Namjoon the best gift, which was how he had gotten to stare at two different boxes.

In a way, Namjoon did get exactly what he wanted, somebody to spoil him. He got two of them exactly, and both of them seemed to love it.

The poor delivery boy seemed nervous "can...can you sign for it?" maybe the reason the man was so shy was that Namjoon was getting ready to stream. He had only thrown on a silk robe with a deep V showing off his chesticles.

"Oh yes, of course, I am sorry, I was just a little surprised." he gave the boy... man? A winning smile, "I will sign for it now. I am sorry for causing you problems." The problem was him having to drag the two big boxes all the way up to the 12th floor where Namjoon left.

"Nonono... I... uhm..." the poor man was stuttering. It was kind of cute. Namjoon might have focused more on that if it wasn't because of the boxes. By the colours, he knew exactly who they were from, and he could feel how his cheeks were heating. Both Taehyung and Jungkook had exactly specific ways of decorating packages that always showed exactly who it was from.

Namjoon signed for the packages before sending the man on his way. He didn't even notice the long looks that the delivery boy sent to Namjoon's chesticles. Maybe this would solve the exact problem that he simply had no idea what to wear for his stream that evening.

He had a fair few items that he hadn't worn on stream before, but none of them... sparked interest in him anymore. There was nothing that really called for him. Taehyung and Jungkook really seemed to know what he needed and when.

The packages quickly opened under his deft hands, and he somehow managed to not even cut himself, which was impressive for somebody like himself could at times be so grimly clumsy.

Just as expected, both packages contained clothing that screamed exactly the two of them's styles. Jungkook's was a lacey top that showed off his chest in a deep scarlet colour, but the price of it was the tight leather skirt in a matching red colour. It would make Namjoon's already long legs look even better in it.

Of course, as he had come to expect from Jungkook, the size was perfect. Would stick to him like a glove, and he would look amazing.

The other box contained what he had come to expect from Taehyung, also known as very pretty lingerie because the man really really loved his lingerie. It made Namjoon smile. It was a body suit, a very expensive one, with corset sides to it and beautiful embroideries of flowers and butterflies going up the front.

The piece was quickly customized, as it had extra room in the groin for Namjoon's private parts, and the top had no cups in it but was tight with a deep V that would show off Namjoon's chest. Something he had found out that Taehyung loved.

Jungkook loved his legs, and Taehyung loved his tits.

It was a perfect match.

Namjoon didn't know if they had planned to outfit together or if both of them wanted to show off that not only could they take care of him, but they knew exactly what he needed. Or maybe they got into a conversation, and both wanted to show off.

Still, it was perfect. Letting his robe drop, Namjoon was naked beneath as he slid on the new clothes. Just as expected, they fit him perfectly.

He had only been physical with them once or twice, and never together, and never more than just some rubbing and making out. Which was kinda insane since both Taehyung and Jungkook had seen all of Namjoon's bodies before. That was the side effect of being a Camboy, but neither of them had pushed for more.

It was kinda sweet.

Still, they always somehow knew exactly his size, which made Namjoon impressed by their wandering hands. He sent a picture to both of them, a picture of their specific open box with the message ' Thank you, daddy, I think you will like today's show.'

The word daddy he used mainly because it made both of them so embarrassed, and god Namjoon loved it when they were shy and embarrassed.

He hadn't told either of them about the other gift. Why ruin the surprise.

Taehyung and Jungkook were watching the stream together again. It was just a thing they did now, without even thinking about it.

Taehyung couldn't wait to see Namjoon in his gift, he hadn't told Jungkook about it, and it felt like a win over the other man. Namjoon would be in his gift during the stream.

They weren't really fighting over Namjoon anymore; it was just their typical rival stuff. Namjoon seemed to be endeared about it, so that was good at least.

"I think he is gonna look really good today." They had moved to start having their stream watching it in the bedroom; it always made it easter when they sometimes afterwards were a little too high strung still and struggled to keep their hands off each other.

"He always does...." Taehyung's voice trailed off a little, and he seemed even more eager for the stream than normally, which was impressive. Or maybe Jungkook was just rubbing off on him. ( and not in that way... well, not in that moment.)

Jungkook would probably have prodded more, but Namjoon's 'starting soon' screen instead turned into a clear view of Namjoon's streaming room. Both of them had been enough at Namjoon's apartment to know that while it might look like a bedroom, it was not the bedroom that Namjoon slept in.

"Hey, babes." Namjoon called from off the screen, "I have a bit of a surprise, so I wanted you all to be nice and comfortable before I showed you. So get ready."

Jungkook could already feel his dick hardening in his trousers; he couldn't wait to see how the skirt would look on Namjoon. How they would make his legs look almost magical, fuck he wanted that so badly.

Also, seeing Taehyung jerk off to and love Jungkook's gift on their sugar baby? Yes, that would be the hottest thing that had happened.

He would have snickered thinking about it, but he didn't get the chance as Namjoon stepped onto the screen and showed off.

The skirt looked just as good as Jungkook had dreamt it would, hugging all the curves of his hips and ass perfectly. It had a slid in the side, and Jungkook almost fucking drooled at how good it looked.

While he had sent a top with it, what Namjoon had chosen to wear instead was even better; it was a grey body suit. Grey was not a colour that Jungkook ever thought would look good on Namjoon or anybody, but he had come to really love it on him.

"He looks so good in my gift." "I knew that would look good on him," they spoke at the same time, overlapping each other perfectly without even trying to.

"Wait, you got him something too?" Taehyung questioned; he only looked at Jungkook for a short second before instantly turning his attention back to Namjoon on the screen. He was clearly not ready to miss anything on the screen as Namjoon placed himself prettily on the bed, making sure that they all had a good view of him.

He looked gorgeous.

"Yeah, the skirt is from me." Jungkook didn't drool, but he really really wanted to "the bodysuit is from you?"

"Yeah..." Taehyung sounded just like he had to fight himself to drool, just like Jungkook did "we have good taste."

They did; indeed, Namjoon looks so good in their combined gifts.

There was something about it, about seeing their Sugarbaby in gifts from both of them.

His attention was taken by Namjoon's words, "oh, they are a gift from my Sugar Daddies. I really like them. Don't they look good?"Namjoon stretched out lazily on the bed, running a hand down his side to really draw attention to his body. "I like them. They take so good care of me." he winked at the camera, a wink that was clearly meant for Jungkook and Taehyung, "Thank you, Daddy."

Taehyung groaned as he slid a hand down his joggers to wrap a hand around his already hardening cock "why is he so hot?"

"God clearly has favourites, and right now, it is the two of us." Both of them had already started sliding down their joggers completely, and it didn't take long for them to strip completely naked and lay back down and bed next to each other.

Even if they had spent more time... sexually... together, all their focus was on Namjoon on the screen. He was still modelling the clothes, giving the rest of his viewers time to join. All the while, he was a goddamn thirst trap.

Namjoon was running his hand up and down his leg, playing with the slid, feeling up his curves, stretching and showing off while casually talking to his chat, promising a good show. If Jungkook had, to be honest, it didn't matter if Namjoon put on a good show or not cause he already knew that both himself and Taehyung had a real chance of blowing their load before they got to that point. Namjoon just looked too fucking sexy in their gifts.

The show turned out to be good. Both Jungkook and Taehyung had ended up coming twice. Namjoon was doing an edging stream and watching him writhe in the sheets, skirt pulled up to his stomach, and the bodysuit pulled to the side, allowing him to play with his cock was simply too much for them. He looked so fucking hot.

Both of them wished that they could cum more when Namjoon ended up dirtying his body suit as he finally came, body going lax on the sheets.

During the aftercare stream, Taehyung and Jungkook sent him a quick 'you looked so pretty baby.' text, assuming that Namjoon would know it was from the both of them.

They didn't even have the energy to fool around with each other, instead just lying under the covers wiped from energy as Namjoon sent them a picture in the group chat, it was of himself after having cleaned up, with a satisfied smile on his lips ' thank you, daddies.'

Namjoon looked so soft, so content, his hair still a little wet from his shower. How the man went from sexy to cute so fast, Jungkook would never understand, but it didn't matter. All he knew was that every time he saw a new side of Namjoon, he wanted to know more.

"Why is he so cute?" Taehyung mumbled the words as Jungkook wrapped his arms around him. That was the first night that they cuddled together. Not that they called it cuddling, it was a... bro hug.

Time went on, and suddenly it was 6 months later.

Namjoon had expected that he would be as happy with the two of them as he actually was. At that point, he had gone all the way with both of them, but never with both of them there at the same time.

Once Taehyung had even been on his stream, which Jungkook had gotten all huffy about, but the younger was simply too recognisable with his tattoos, and while both Jungkook and Taehyung had said that they were okay with it, that they were more than fine with people knowing their identity, Namjoon had thought it was a little too early.

Still, he had gotten to enjoy spending them both in a non-sexual way with all three of them ( both Taehyung and Jungkook really enjoyed just taking him out to treat him) and in a sexual way on a one on one basis.

There was just one thing missing. A thing Namjoon found out he could have when they were just casually hanging out in his apartment, already one bottle of wine deep when Taehyung mentioned that sometimes he and Jungkook would fool around, in like... a bro way.

Namjoon wasn't stupid, far from it. He could see denial when he saw it, yes Taehyung and Jungkook were very much attracted to him and very much into him, but they were also very much attracted to and into each other.

That gave him a plan, especially now that he knew they had already slept together.

He invited the two men over, not telling them that he invited both of them.

Namjoon made sure to attach some lewd photos to both of the messages, making sure that they knew exactly what it was that he invited them over for. He got an equally quick confirmation back from both of them; it was cute how they were always eager for him.

Both Jungkook and Taehyung had a near god level of sexual thirst, and Namjoon loved them for it. He played on that at that moment.

Dressing in his favourite silk robe, once again with a deep V showing off his chest. The robe was short, cutting off just right below his ass. He knew he looked amazing in it, the colour looked gorgeous against his skin, and it made his eyes stand out even more.

Namjoon had never worn the robe on stream, nor with any of them before, light makeup to make his features even more striking. There was a ruckus in front of his door, showing that Taehyung and Jungkook had arrived at exactly the same time. Cause, of course, they had, as much as they would try to deny it, they were in complete sync.

Giving himself one last one over in the mirror, it was showtime.

Opening the door, the two of them were bickering just as he expected "now play nice, both of you, I invited both of you." Namjoon leaned against the entrance to the apartment, making sure that his entire body was on show.

Now that got them to near-instantly fall silent, and for a moment, Namjoon was a little worried that he would have to physically pick up their jaws from where they dropped them on the floor.

"Now, do you wanna come in, or shall we continue here? I am not normally into voyeurism, but I guess I can give it a good try if that is really what you want." He made a hand movement to signal them inside, a smirk on his face. He loved the slack look on their faces and the arousal burning in their eyes... and other places.

As Namjoon closed the door, he found himself pushed up against the door with gentle hands, as some... Taehyung kissed him.

Well, so much for Namjoon thinking he had to convince them to be into this, but they seemed to not need much convincing; instead, Namjoon just let himself melt into the kiss, Taehyung's large hand settling on his hips to hold him close.

The kiss first broke when Jungkook whined next to them, "stop hogging him, Tae! I want kisses as well. Stop being so greedy."

Jungkook's words might be heated, but his hands were soft and calm as he tilted Namjoon's face to the side so he could kiss him instead.

It was Taehyung's time to make a whiny noise, but he let Jungkook kiss him, instead going down to press kisses to Namjoon's necks "marks okay?"

They had found that Namjoon's viewers really liked seeing him with marks all over, but it didn't always fit with whatever stream Namjoon had planned. So the rule was they always had to ask permission before starting to mark him up.

Breaking the kiss with Jungkook, Namjoon panted out, "fuck yes," tilting his head to the side to make sure that Taehyung had more space, a chance that the man instantly took, sucking a hickey into the slove of Namjoon's neck.

"Was this what you planned for?" Jungkook mumbled teasingly, not even giving Namjoon the chance to answer as he instantly kissed him again, tongue and lips eager to taste as much of Namjoon as possible.

Something Namjoon would not turn down.

The feeling of both sets of hands travelling up and down his body, touching as much skin as possible, made a chill run down Namjoon's spine in the best way. He could no longer hold back a moan as Jungkook sneaked a hand into his robe and gave his chesticle a good nice squish "feels good?" Jungkook sounded out of breath like he was the one being felt up.

Taehyung had let his own leg slide between Namjoon's thighs to give Namjoon something to rub against. Which probably made it very clear that NAmjoon was wearing nothing underneath the robe.

"Amazing." Namjoon's head thumped back against the door. He was more than happy to just let the two of them have their way with him. This was not how he planned it; he had been assuming again that there would be more convincing taking place, but who was he to look a gift horse in the mouth? "So good...." his words trailed off as he closed his eyes, leaning against the door.

"I want to touch, as well." Jungkook's voice was quiet and clearly just meant for Taehyung, who had taken a monopoly on feeling up Namjoon's legs, which was Jungkook's favourite part of him.

First then did Taehyung pull away from Namjoon's neck, causing Namjoon instead to whine out, as the pleasure had felt so damn good.

"Maybe we should move this to the bedroom?" Just like Jungkook and Namjoon, Taehyung's voice was deeper than normal from arousal, and when Namjoon forced his eyes open, he could see the arousal in the eyes of the other just as much as he could hear it.

"Sounds good." Namjoon almost didn't recognise his own voice. He had even watched his own streams back, heard how he sounded like when he was aroused. He had never sounded like that.

Maybe Jungkook and Taehyung weren't the only ones who were really into this.

"Actually sounds amazing." he grinned at Jungkook and Taehyung, taking a bit of control back in his hand as he pushed them away gently, stepping away. Moving towards the bedroom, stopping in the doorframe, throwing a look over his shoulder as he let the robe slide down just a little bit, "are you coming?"

Namjoon barely managed to get himself onto his wide king-sized bed before Taehyung and Jungkook managed to find their way in there.

It was Namjoon's actual bedroom instead of just his streaming room. Namjoon always found having sex in his streaming room to be weird. He just simply couldn't do it. This instead was perfect.

"I think you are both wearing way too much clothes," both of them eagerly nodded, and Jungkook already reached down to pop the button on his jeans before Namjoon stopped him with a wave of his hands, adding "why don't you help each other with that a little?" Namjoon leaned back on the bed, running a hand up his thigh pushing the robe up just a little to show more skin.

For a second, the two of them just stared at each other. Seemingly trying to understand what Namjoon meant until it hit them.

Taehyung was the first to act, the grin on his face as he turned to Jungkook. "I guess for once, it is us that has to put on a show." he didn't give Jungkook a chance to answer. The two of them were simply that much in sync with each other as they could instantly start pulling off clothes while they made out with each other.

They were a lot rougher with each other than they were with Namjoon, but it was clear that they really knew each other's bodies, and they knew exactly how much the other could take and what they liked.

Namjoon was completely consumed by the image in front of him. He couldn't help but touch himself. Cupping through the silk of the robe as he leaned against the pillows on his bed. The two of them just looked that good together as shirts and trousers were quick to land on the bed.

How the two of them managed to bicker while making out and undressing each other was a mystery to Namjoon. How they managed to make it hot while doing it was an even bigger mystery. But there were, damn there were so fucking hot.

"Why do you wear such tight shirts?"

"Well, why do you wear so goddamn tight trousers? Is your dick so small that it doesn't need room to breathe?"

"You didn't complain about my dick size when you were choking on it last night."

"Last night, I had bad taste!"

"Fuck you."

"No fuck you!"

Watching them bicker back and forth had no right to be as hot as it was, and Namjoon had to bite his lip to keep in a moan. It was damn hot.

They were both hard and leaking when they finally got all their clothes off, ignoring how it was just in a pile on the floor.

Their eyes were hungry when they turned to Namjoon. "Was that what you wanted?" There was a slightly teasing tone to Taehyung's voice, but it was quickly swollen up completely by the lust.

"For now... yes." Namjoon stretched a little, his robe falling of his shoulder "what can I say? I am spoiled, and I enjoy watching my daddies makeout. Can you blame me?"

Calling them, his daddies seemed to be the last push they needed, as they were over him the next second. Each having one leg between his and the other on the outside, both of them hovering over him, before they dove down to kiss, nip, bite and suck more marks into Namjoon's neck and shoulders.

Eager, almost shaking hands found their way to the sash holding the whole thing together, taking a few tries to finally untie it, leaving the robe to fall open.

"So what now?" Jungkook's words were mumbled against Namjoon's neck, as the man was seemingly unable to pull away from him, needing to have skin to skin contact constantly.

"I had...- ah... thought you guys would need more convincing, so I didn't really think that much further ahead. I just wanted to be with both of you." he managed to get the sentence out without stuttering too much, and get interrupted by his own moans of pleasure was honestly kinda impressive.

"Do you want us to get you off by touching you over and over again?" Taehyung whispered into his ear before nipping at his lobe and running a hand up Namjoon's thigh, but never touching exactly where Namjoon wanted it, where he needed it.

Jungkook was taking over the next second, splitting Namjoon's attention between them, making it even harder for him to focus on just one of them "or we could both fuck you? One in front, one behind. However, you would like it."

The words were so alluring, there was no part of Namjoon able to really turn down what was offered for him. It was everything he wanted, but he wasn't aware that he could get "yes! Please, yes!"

"We will be so good for you." Taehyung was trailing kisses down to his collarbone "remember your safe word? And what to do if you can't speak."

"Blueberry and tap 3 times!" Namjoon's entire body was shaking. How had he lost control of what was happening so fast? Honestly, he couldn't find it in himself to dislike it. If anything, this was perfect.

'"Good boy, so good for us." Jungkook and Taehyung both pulled away, and Namjoon, drunk on pleasure, whined. He didn't want them to move away. He wanted them to stay right next to him. To keep touching him.

"We are just repositioning baby," Jungkook helped Namjoon over on his hands and knees, so he were between them, Jungkook behind him and Taehyung in front of him. Logically it made the most sense. It gave both of them the best view of their favourite parts of Namjoon.

Jungkook could touch his legs as much as he wanted, and Taehyung had reign on touching his chest. It was the perfect position as Namjoon's robe fell off him completely, leaving him bare and exposed. His body was on display in the perfect way, and the entire view was enough to knock the air from both Taehyung and Jungkook's lungs.

Taehyung was in the best position to reach over and grab the lube from Namjoon's night table. He had slept with Namjoon enough in this specific room to know exactly where it was. He threw the bottle of cherry flavoured lube at Jungkook "make sure to prep him right, don't let him whine his way out of it. You know how he is."

With that, he meant the fact that Namjoon really didn't have much patience for teasing when he wasn't streaming. So they had both found out that Namjoon were really good at skipping over too much prep for the sake of getting a dick inside of him.

They had also found out that Namjoon was a damn size queen. And they both knew that double penetration was definitely in the... oh.

Taehyung realised what Namjoon's original plan was "you wanted us both to fuck you didn't you." he exchanged a look with Jungkook, who seemed to instantly understand what Taehyung meant.

"Aww you wanted both of us to fuck your cute little hole didn't you?" Jungkook squirted some of the lube onto his finger before massaging Namjoon's hole with the tip of his finger without pressing in "maybe that way, your greedy hole will finally be happy."

The two Sugardaddies exchanged a grin between them as Namjoon moaned, "yes yes yes! Please, I want both of you!"

He begged so prettily, something Taehyung couldn't stop himself from commenting on as he helped Namjoon up on his knees, so he was perfectly pinned between Jungkook's solid body and Taehyung's own.

It was so cute that in person, Namjoon blushed. It was so cute that somebody who was such a loved Camboy would blush just cause Taehyung was calling him beautiful.

He was so sweet, so innocent, so fucking perfect.

Both Taehyung and Jungkook loved him so much and never wanted to be apart from him. They were so lucky. They still weren't even sure how they had gotten so lucky. What they had done to deserve such a beautiful man.

Jungkook moaned when he finally pressed a finger inside of Namjoon "fuck you prepped yourself didn't you?" he pressed two fingers inside the taller man, which Namjoon's body easily accepted.

The wet sound of skin against skin as Jungkook easily pressed his fingers in and out of Namjoon.

Namjoon dropped his head against Taehyung's shoulder, his entire body shaking. He was already more geared up than he thought he was. Jungkook's fingers inside of him, Taehyung's body pressed against his front, Jungkook's pressed against his back.

This was all he had dreamt about, and it was perfect.

"I wanted to be ready for you. I used my..." why was it so easy to be sexy when he was RM, he could say stuff without feeling shy about it. When he was just Namjoon, alone in his real bedroom with these two men, just the idea of what he had been using was enough to make Namjoon so shy.

"What did you use? You big daddy dragon?" It was the biggest dildo Namjoon had. It had been a custom gift from Jungkook and Taehyung together. It was the first one that they had worked together on.

It was perfect, made exactly how Namjoon liked them, more wide than deep, spreading him out enough to have Namjoon squealing and moaning like a low-grade woman of the night. It hadn't been the plan originally, but now that they thought about it, it was also the perfect dildo if you wanted to prepare for Double Pen.

Well, that was perfect.

"Yes!" Namjoon almost sobbed as Jungkook easily slipped in both a third and a fourth finger.

He wouldn't have been able to stay upright if it hadn't been for Taehyung and Jungkook both holding him up. Making sure that he could rest against him "still okay?" Jungkook was panting as he pushed his thumb against Namjoon's entrance.

He wasn't really pushing it in, more just teasing as Namjoon nodded into Taehyung's shoulder "yes, so good!" He was pretty sure he was also drooling on Taehyung, which, yes, was not very hot, but Namjoon couldn't find it in himself to care. It all felt too good.

"Tae, can you sit against the wall, so Namjoon can be in your lap? I think that is the best way of doing this." Jungkook kissed down Namjoon's spine. "I don't think his poor legs will be able to hold him much longer."

That was very true. Still, Taehyung seemingly couldn't stop himself from throwing one last comment "who died and made you the leader of what was gonna happen here?"

"Goddamn it, just do it!" Jungkook's hands were still soft while handling Namjoon, pressing the tips of his fingers against Namjoon's prostate to distract him from Taehyung moving away.

The pleasure combined with just how good Taehyung looked while sitting there was amazing. He was all tan beautiful lines, his cock hard and curving just a bit to the side. It was red on the tip, leaking precum, showing just how aroused Taehyung was even tho nothing had really touched him yet.

It showed exactly how much Taehyung was into his body, how much he loved touching Namjoon, and how much he got off on that and bickering with Jungkook. It was perfect.

Jungkook helped Namjoon, guiding him until he managed to sit in Taehyung's lap. He wasn't sure which of them moaned louder, him when Jungkook pulled his fingers out, or Taehyung when those fingers instead rubbed against his cock to quickly jerk off him, wanting to make sure that Taehyung was indeed fully hard.

As if Taehyung really needed help with that.

The olders wide hand found their way to Namjoon's waist, almost clutching there tight enough to leave marks. Something Namjoon was very much into.

"Now, don't blow your load already." Jungkook's voice was teasing over Namjoon's layer as he guided the tip of Taehyung's cock "you have to wait until at least I am inside as well. We can't disappoint our cute Sugarbaby, now can we."

"Fuck you," Taehyung growled as he leaned his head against the wall, closing his eyes as he tried to focus on unsexy things, to actually not blow his load way before he was meant to.

Namjoon was wet and loose, not just from Jungkook's actions but also from the work that Namjoon had been doing before everything.

'Unsexy things. Jungkook's dad in speedos during summer vacation, old women with their breasts all the way down to their knees. Women in general. Jungkook's mother... his sister!' Taehyung really was trying as hard as he could to think of unsexy things, but thinking of Jungkook's family members led to thinking about Jungkook. Which led to him focusing on Jungkook's finger that was slowly pushing in next to his dick.

Really, who was moaning loader, him and Namjoon, was really hard to figure out. Both of them were almost boneless as Namjoon leaned most of his weight on Taehyung. He was seemingly unable to really support himself with his legs.

"Why are you so hot, why are you allowed to be so hot, life really isn't fair." Taehyung was panting. He wasn't even sure if he was referring to Namjoon's looks or just how wet and hot he felt around Taehyung's cock. Maybe a bit of both, or maybe just the latter, as Taehyung did have his eyes closed, seeing the visual of Jungkook over Namjoon's shoulder and Namjoon looking so hot and pretty on his lap, would certainly be too much for Taehyung to deal with.

"Because he is ours, our Namjoon. So hot, so pretty, so perfect." Jungkook's voice was teasing as he pressed a kiss to Namjoon's neck, sucking another bruise in there. He ran a finger around where Taehyung's cock was buried inside of Namjoon "are you still sure you want this? We don't have to?"

Jungkook wanted it, god he wanted it, but consent was important, and Namjoon seemed a bit out of it with pleasure already.

His body was shaking, but it didn't seem to be from overstimulating if the little moans he let out into Taehyung's shoulder was something to go by "yes!" there was conviction in the word, no matter how much they were whispered into Taehyung's shoulder "I want it, please Kookie, it feels so good."

He tried to push himself further down Jungkook's finger to get it inside him but was stopped by a strangled sound from poor Taehyung, who was clearly not ready for that, as it made his cock slide even further into Namjoon.

"We will give it to you, don't worry, baby. We will give you anything you want." Jungkook grasped for the lube with his other hand, wanting to make sure that he wasn't hurting Namjoon.

His hands were shaking, and his cock were aching at the sheer idea of what was about to happen.

Jungkook would lie if he said he hadn't dreamt of this, dreamt of Namjoon taking both his and Taehyung's cock at the same time. Sharing somebody, he cared about so dearly with Taehyung. Having Namjoon's body between them, with only the two of them anchoring him to reality.

It wasn't hard to get two fingers in beside Taehyung's cock. If anything, it was easy and delicious to see Taehyung squirm, clearly trying to stay as still as possible to not either start fucking up into Namjoon or cum. Jungkook wasn't even sure which one of them it was, but he couldn't let this chance for teasing his rival go.

"Why close your eyes, Tae? Don't you wanna see how cute our baby looks like this. With your cock filling him up and still begging for my fingers and cock there as well." Jungkook could see the tensing in Taehyung's thighs and upper arms where he was holding onto Namjoon, it was clear that he was really feeling it, and it just made Jungkook want to giggle as Taehyung slowly opened his eyes to really take in Namjoon.

Jungkook couldn't see Namjoon's front, so he had no real idea what it exactly was that Taehyung was seeing, but if Namjoon looked anything like Jungkook imagined, he would. Then Taehyung was in for a damn blessing.

He might not be able to see Namjoon's face, but seeing Taehyung's expression in reaction to Namjoon was more than enough for Jungkook. Seeing Taehyung go slack-jawed, unable to stop himself from reacting to exactly what he was seeing, was one of the best views that Jungkook had ever seen.

He leaned over Namjoon's shoulder to kiss Taehyung. It wasn't an erotic kiss, not really. Just a... calming kiss so different from all the others they had shared "you okay?"

"If you don't want to do this, it's fine. I did just jump this on both of you." Namjoon's voice was wrecked, but it was sweet how he still clearly cared about making sure that they consented to it "we can just fuck normally, or stop if it's too much, Tae."

"It's not too much." his eyes were so bright, and Jungkook had no reason to doubt him. "I am worried about cumming early." There was light blushing of red on Taehyung's cheekbones, showing how embarrassed the man was about all of this.

Jungkook wanted to tease, but he knew that it was a bad time, so instead, he just kissed Namjoon's shoulder. "Tae is fine. He is just being a bit dramatic. You feel so good around him that he can't think."

That comment was enough to earn him a growl from Taehyung and a giggle from Namjoon. It served as a perfect distraction to slide a third finger in next to Taehyung's cock. The moan that earned him from both of the other men sounded almost punched out, as Namjoon was shaking between them "so full." The words were again mumbled against Taehyung's skin, but it was still clear consent, and that was more than enough for Jungkook.

"Just think about how full you will be when it's my cock instead of my fingers. Just think about how good it will feel with both of us buried in your body." Jungkook reached for more lube. He was not risking hurting Namjoon. Plus, he also just liked it wet and slippery.

"I want it." Namjoon pushed himself a bit further down on Jungkook's fingers, again forcing a moan from Taehyung.

"We will give it to you." Taehyung's words were strained, but his eyes were open now, meeting Jungkook's over Namjoon's shoulder. His mouth was set in a stubborn form, showing that he was not about to give up. That he was gonna do this thing, that they were gonna do this thing.

They were both fucking beautiful. That was all Jungkook could think. Together Namjoon and Taehyung was a glorious view that he had no damn idea what he had done to deserve, but he knew he wouldn't give it up.

"Relax, just a little. We are almost there." Jungkook slid his pinky in next to the three fingers already stretching Namjoon open.

With his free hand, Jungkook wrapped a hand around his own cock. He was so fucking hard. He craved being inside of Namjoon. He craved the feeling of Taehyung's cock sliding up next to his.

Namjoon was so hot and so warm around his fingers, just the idea of how he would feel around Jungkook was enough to make him moan out the taller man's name.

Like a shark sensing blood in the water, Taehyung grinned at him "maybe it's you we should worry about blowing the load early?"

"Fuck you." Jungkook groaned, but he understood the fear. He could very much cum just looking at the two of them being hot together.

"No fuck Namjoon, should we be worried that you don't know what is going on." Jungkook couldn't help it, but he somehow felt a bit better with the banter going on. It was easier to focus on that than on not how good Namjoon felt around his fingers and how cute his moans were.

"I hate you." Jungkook groaned into Namjoon's shoulder. This time, it wasn't the sexy kind of groan. It left Namjoon giggling as Taehyung's shaking hand moved from Namjoon's hip to instead grab at Jungkook's hair.

"No, you don't." he made Jungkook look him in the eyes over Namjoon's shoulder, and both of them grinned at each other.

"No, I don't." Jungkook agreed.

Their bickering seemed to have been enough to distract all three of them, as Jungkook was finally done opening and loosening Namjoon enough to take both of them.

"Still okay?" Jungkook slowly pulled his fingers out of Namjoon, loving the low throated groan it got him from both Taehyung and Namjoon.

Jungkook loved the expression both wore, as Namjoon eagerly went, "yes, I want it! I am ready."

Clearly, the man was starting to lose patients with them, not that Jungkook could really blame him. He was feeling it as well, but he was not gonna risk hurting either of these two men who meant so much to him.

"Just a little bit longer," Jungkook moaned the words in a soft tone as he spread more lube over his cock, jerking himself a little to make sure he was at full hardness.

Finally, what felt like hours later, he pressed the head of his cock next to Taehyung' still buried inside of Namjoon "tell me if I need to stop, both of you."

"Just do it!" it was clearly meant to be snappy at Jungkook, but instead, it just sounded soft and whiny.

Namjoon was calmed by Taehyung's hand running up and down his back and hips to "relax." it was almost comical for Taehyung to say that since his voice was far from relaxed.

Seemingly Namjoon agreed as he snorted, but he did relax, making it easier for Jungkook to slowly push the head of his cock inside of him.

There was nothing that could ever compare to the feeling of being inside of Namjoon, even if it was just the head of his cock. He could feel Taehyung's cock next to him, together with Namjoon's body clamping down around him.

"So full..." Namjoon's words sounded like he was gone on his own pleasure, and all Jungkook could do was grin as he slowly and carefully pressed more and more of his cock inside of Namjoon.

Namjoon's body took him so easily; clearly, it wasn't the first time he had used the dildo that they had gotten him. Without even attempting to, they had managed to mould Namjoon's body perfectly for them. He took them so well.

Namjoon was shaking, but his moans were that of pleasure. There was no doubt about the fact that Namjoon loved every second of it. Placing his hand over Taehyung's on Namjoon's hip, he intertwined their fingers as he finally bottomed out, resting his forehead against the warm skin between Namjoon's shoulder blades.

"You feel so good. Both of you." Jungkook was full-on panting, and his thighs were shaking with the effort to stay still. The feeling was so overwhelming. He wanted to stay exactly where he was, as he at the same time also wanted to fuck into Namjoon.

"Still okay?" Taehyung's voice was guiding and soft "do you need time to adjust?"

Namjoon nodded breathlessly, " just a little." their words were a mere whisper, and Jungkook wouldn't have realised it was Namjoon's voice if he didn't know.

He sounded so gloriously fucked out, and Jungkook loved it as Namjoon mumbled a soft "so full." the blissed-out words were like liquid lava through Jungkook veins and exactly what he wanted to hear.

It was confirmation that they were good, that they were giving Namjoon the pleasure he wanted. It was perfect. When Namjoon relaxed around them, Jungkook attempted a soft little rock of his hips.

The punched out moan he got from both Namjoon and Taehyung was enough that he kept a steady pace, rocking his hips. He wasn't really thrusting, there simply wasn't enough space for him to be doing that, but Taehyung was quick at catching onto what was happening.

It didn't take them much effort to get into complete sync as they fucked up into Namjoon, punching small moans from him as his hold on Taehyung's arms tightened with every light touch to his prostate. "I am gonna..- ah please, I...- I am gonna...-" Namjoon stammered, sentences constantly getting cut off by his own moans as he just tried to cling on.

"You can cum." Jungkook was honestly impressed by how in control of himself his voice sounded cause he very much didn't feel that way. Instead, he felt as if he was slowly losing it.

"Cum for us, baby. Show us how good we are making you feel." Taehyung was panting. He was leaning heavily against the wall, only raising his hips to meet Jungkook's thrusts as they fucked into Namjoon's warm wet hole.

He took them so perfectly, Jungkook felt that he could get lost in the feeling. Of Namjoon around him. He wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. It just felt too good. Luckily he didn't have to, as Namjoon threw his head back and let out one last guttural moan as he tightened up around Taehyung and Jungkook even more than either of them thought possible.

That was all it took. Jungkook couldn't stop it. He bit down on Namjoon's shoulder without even thinking about it, as he came as well. Taehyung followed shortly after coming into Namjoon as well, forcing another series of soft moans from Namjoon as he himself moaned out Namjoon's name.

All three of them were breathing heavily as they tried to come down from their high. Jungkook couldn't really believe what had just happened, it was not what he had expected when he had gotten the text from Namjoon, but there was no part of him able to regret it.

This was more perfect than he had ever hoped to find, not just Namjoon but Taehyung as well.

Maybe they had a lot of talking left to do, and he and Taehyung would always find the weirdest things to compete about, but Jungkook couldn't imagine a life that didn't have both of these men in it.

He giggled a little to himself as he focused back on the world around him "now let's get you cleaned up. I demand a cuddle."

It earned him a laugh from Namjoon and a slap from Taehyung, and that... that was perfect.

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