All three of them walked inside a room, which had black walls and a single bed sitting in the corner.
There were two chairs which sat in opposite ends of the room and a chest of drawers too. Hanbin held the camera with one hand and opened the bag with the other, before dumping the lube and condoms on the bed. Jeongguk nodded curtly at him and Hanbin took a seat on one of the chairs, more than ready to watch the whole thing unfold.
“Before we start, I want you to pick a safe word.” Jeongguk said. “I intend to be very rough with you, so literally any word will do.”
“U-um.” Taehyung thought. “Zebra?”
A small smile tugged on the edge of Jeongguk’s lips.
“Fair enough.” He said, pushing Taehyung against the wall and holding his hands above his head.
“If you move then I’ll stop immediately. Do you understand?” He said.
“Y-yeah.” Taehyung murmured.
“Good.” Jeongguk said, before kissing Taehyung. At first, it was just a kiss. No tongue sucking. No lip bites. No groans of desperation.
But then Jeongguk suddenly slipped his tongue into Taehyung’s mouth and the older couldn’t help but whine at his actions.
Jeongguk threads his fingers through Taehyung’s dark hair and pulls, as if trying to yank the moans out of him. It felt like heaven. Taehyung always enjoyed kissing Hanbin and he wouldn’t change it for the world, but there was something so exciting and addicting about kissing someone new. Taehyung was so lost in his mind that he didn’t even register Jeongguk’s hand sliding his hand down his body, until a warm hand cupped his bulge harshly.
Taehyung moaned and intrinsically moved his hands to grip Jeongguk’s hair. But suddenly the hand was gone and Jeongguk stopped kissing him and Taehyung wanted to cry. He immediately put his hands back above his head and apologised.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He panted.
Jeongguk didn’t say anything. He looked at Taehyung with a raised eyebrow.
“What did I say?”
“N-not to move my h-hands.” Taehyung said. “S-sorry.”
“Don’t do it again.” Jeongguk said lowly, before he moved to bite and suck harshly on Taehyung’s neck.
Taehyung whimpered and bit his lip, trying desperately to keep still, but it was hard when he was being marked like he was Jeongguk’s personal property. Jeongguk’s hand gripped him through his trousers and began to massage him slowly.
“F-fuck.” Taehyung moaned.
Jeongguk takes his hand off, ignoring Taehyung’s whimpers, and begins to tug the t-shirt off him.
“This. I want it off. Take everything off.” He mumbled against Tae’s lips. Taehyung noded and began to strip, heart beat increasing as he makes eye contact with Hanbin.
He slowly stepped out of his trousers and was left in only his grey boxers, where a prominent wet patch stained the front.
“What a pretty boy you are.” Jeongguk hums, drinking in the sight of Taehyung in front of him.
Taehyung stands there, unsure of what to do, and Jeongguk sighs and shakes his head.
“Where are your manners, Taehyungie When someone compliments you, you’re supposed to say thank you, aren’t you?”
“Sorry. Thank y-you.” Taehyung replied.
“Good.” Jeongguk said, tugging Taehyung’s boxers down and leaving him naked in front of him.
Taehyung felt so vulnerable, being so exposed in front of two fully clothed people, but Jeongguk also took off his tank top, so he felt a bit better.
Jeongguk walked over to the bed and picked up the bottle of lube, before sitting himself on the other chair, pulling Taehyung by his waist and into his lap.
Taehyung moaned as his cock brushed against Jeongguk’s leg.
Jeongguk poured far too much lube onto his hands and took hold of Taehyung’s cock and began to jerk him off slowly.
Taehyung moaned breathily; eyes fluttering shut at the wet sensation.
“What a pretty little cock you have, Taehyungie.” Jeongguk said. “So pretty and red.”
“Th-thank you.” Taehyung whimpered.
Jeongguk smirked.
“I wonder how many times I can deny you in one night, Taehyung, huh? How much can your pretty little dick take?” Jeongguk said teasingly as he gripped Taehyung’s cock and pinched the tip, smiling as Taehyung cried out.
“I think we’re about to find out.”
“A-ah!” Taehyung cried, gritting his teeth. Guk tightened his grip and sped up his hand movements, jerking Tae hard and fast.
“F-feels good.”
“What a lucky boy you are, aren’t you Tae? Getting your dick rubbed like a little prince.” Jeongguk laughed meanly.
“Th-thank you.” Taehyung mumbled, eyes closed and lip between his teeth, desperate to ground himself somehow.
Jeongguk wasn’t letting up any time soon and he knew he was going to cum
embarrassingly fast, but he didn’t have it in him to care.
“J-Jeongguk please!” He gasped.
“Please what?”
“Please let me cum!” Taehyung said, a stream of moans dripping from his lips.
“Already?” Jeongguk remarked.
“Y-yeah. P-please!” Taehyung said shamefully.
Jeongguk didn’t reply at all, so Taehyung took it as a yes to let go. But unfortunately, Jeongguk had other plans.
“A-ah! F-fuck.” Taehyung sobbed as Jeongguk suddenly took his hand away. Hanbin was always such a generous lover, and allowed Taehyung to come whenever he wanted to. Being told no and held
back was such a new and challenging concept.
“W-why?”
“Because I wanted to. I'll do whatever I want to you, and you’d better not complain.” Jeongguk said simply, and Taehyung found himself nodding dumbly and apologising.
Jeongguk grips his cock again and moves his hand at a torturously slow pace, and resumed kissing Taehyung. He sucked on the brunette’s tongue, licking and biting his lips however he desired, and it was driving Taehyung crazy.
All too soon, Taehyung felt himself near the edge again, and he couldn’t help but moan louder and buck his hips to fuck into Jeongguk’s loose fist. He only managed a couple of thrusts before Jeongguk took his hand away and detached his lips from Taehyung’s.
“F-fuck. You’re so freaking m-mean.” Taehyung blurted, mind going haywire from all the denial.
Jeongguk’s face hardened and he picked Taehyung off his lap, and practically shoved him onto the
floor.
“You’re so naughty, Taehyung. Calling me names because you can’t control your pathetic little cock? Who’s gonna wanna call you a pretty boy if you’ve got such an ugly little attitude?” Jeongguk sneered, at Taehyung who was staring up at him with beady eyes.
“I-I’m sorry.” Taehyung said.
“Don’t lie. You're so easy to read. You're not sorry at all. I should gag that little mouth of yours and teach you a lesson.” Jeongguk scoffed, undoing his belt and taking off his trousers and boxers. “I don’t have a gag on me, so I'll just choke you with my cock instead. Whatever makes you learn your lesson.”
Taehyung nodded eagerly and opened his mouth wide for Jeongguk, desperate to show he was sorry.
“You might wanna take a deep breath.” Jeongguk briefly instructed, before shoving Taehyung onto his aching dick and pushing him down.
Jeongguk’s cock slid down his throat before he was ready and immediately, Taehyung choked. He coughed and spluttered as the younger set a fast pace, thrusting in and out of his mouth. Taehyung swallowed around him, tears forming in his eyes and spit leaking from his lips. He hollowed his cheeks, trying to please Jeongguk, but he choked once more as Jeongguk gripped his jaw and held him down again.
He could hear Hanbin’s curses from across the room, and it only served to make his cock ache even more.
He tapped Jeongguk’s leg a couple times, indicating he wanted to breathe.
He’d been face-fucked by many people in his lifetime, but never to a level of roughness akin to this.
Taehyung would be lying if he said he didn’t like it.
He heaved and panted; eyes blurred with tears as he looked up at Jeongguk.
“You’re so pretty, Taehyungie. You looked like an angel when you were choking on my cock.” Jeongguk praised.
“Th-thank you.” Taehyung said, throat raw and burning.
“Good boy.” Jeongguk said, and it sent a wave of satisfaction through Taehyung’s body.
Taehyung can do that. He can be good. Especially if it means Jeongguk will let him cum. At the thought of release, Taehyung tilted his head back and whimpered brokenly, desperate for Jeongguk’s touch again.
Jeongguk walked over to Hanbin and took the camera from his hands, holding it to clearly capture Taehyung’s face.
“Show the camera how pretty you look, TaeTae.” He said mockingly. “How gorgeous you are after gagging on my dick.”
Taehyung looked up at the camera weakly, and he moaned at the thought of watching this all back and seeing how wrecked he looks.
“P-please.” He mumbled. “Please let me c-cum Jeongguk.” He felt so humiliated, but he couldn’t deny the fact that he liked it. Usually, humiliation came with dirty talk, which Taehyung hated. It was a nice surprise finding out that he could be humiliated, without all the name calling.
“You wanna cum?” Jeongguk teased.
“After calling me names and crying, you think you deserve to cum?”’
“I-I”
“Get up and go sit on your boyfriend’s lap.” Jeongguk instructed. Taehyung got up on wobbly legs and made his way over to Hanbin, straddling him.
“Good. Now if you really want to come that badly, hump his thigh and get yourself off. Put on a show for the camera you begged for.” Jeongguk said. “If you don’t do a good enough job, then you won’t get to come.”
“Shit.” Hanbin said under his breath as Taehyung began to drag his cock back and forth. Taehyung kept his head down, not willing to look his boyfriend in the eyes.
His whole face was hot and sweaty. He knows he should be ashamed at how pathetic he is, but he’s desperate to come before Jeongguk can tell him otherwise, so he tuned everything else out and focused on the pleasure that his quick, uneven thrusts brought to his poor, red cock.
“C-close.” Taehyung squeaked out. He was already so high-strung, but Hanbin’s ragged breathing from beneath him was sending him closer to the edge. His boyfriend was running a hand through his hair to ground him, but it only served to drive Taehyung even more insane.
He squoze his eyes shut, mouth open in a silent cry, and he let himself go, so ready to find release.
“Get up.” Jeongguk’s cold voice sliced through the thick air.
Taehyung’s rhythm faltered, but his mind was so hazy that he simply ignored the command and kept going, whining and panting until he couldn’t take it anymore and came on Hanbin’s thigh, cock spurting all over Hanbin’s shirt. Tae kept his eyes closed as he sobbed, still moving slowly to ride his orgasm out.
He could hear the sound of shuffling behind him, but didn’t realise Jeongguk had moved, until he felt a harsh tug on his hair.
“You’re in big trouble, Taehyung.” Jeongguk growled. “You think you can just get away with doing whatever you want? Not a chance.”
Taehyung whimpered, feeling overwhelmed from the force of his orgasm. He blearily looked up at Jeongguk, hoping to gain some pity, but it wasn’t well received
“No amount of puppy eyes is going to get you out of punishment, princess. You have to learn your lesson for being disobedient.” Jeongguk said. “Now get up, and lie on the floor for me.”
Taehyung slowly stood up on wobby legs and made his way over to Jeongguk’s chair, laying down in front of him.
"Good. Now keep quiet and don't make a sound."
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I have a headache so I can't write any more sorry 😔
I hope you guys liked this!
-BB 💜