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Namjoon sighs, trying to massage the back of his neck as he finally leaves his home office after a long day of work. He goes to the bathroom for a shower and, in an attempt to relieve some stress and get a dose of dopamine flowing through his veins, he starts jerking off. With one hand on the shower wall and the other one around his cock, he starts caressing his shaft. He soon gets hard but, no matter what he does, whatever filth he thinks about, he cannot seem to get off. He strokes and strokes, but he can’t, for the life of him, cum.

His efforts are further interfered with when he hears a vibration by the sink. His phone is ringing. He turns the shower off and picks it up, annoyed.

“God fucking damn it, what?! It’s nearly midnight, this better be quick… What? Shit… No, that was supposed to be next week, I told you to reschedule that appointment for next week!... Well, if they can only make it tomorrow then that’s their problem! I already have clients that bring in way more money scheduled for tomorrow, I’m not gonna bend over backwards for some nobodies that are probably just gonna waste my time!... I don’t care, fix it!”

Namjoon’s assistant keeps talking, but his boss hangs up abruptly. He takes a deep breath, looks down at his poor excuse for an erection, and decides to give up. He figures that maybe later when he’s in bed, lying down and relaxed, he can try again with the help of some lube and his fleshlight.

He finishes his shower and dries off quickly before wrapping a towel around his hips. He leaves the bathroom and, instead of making his way to his room, he decides to take a quick detour to check on his son first. He wants to make sure that Taehyung and his best friend Jungkook, who is staying over for a few days, are asleep. 

He stops in his tracks when he hears faint whispers. Those little rascals are still awake. He approaches the bedroom door quietly in the hopes of catching them goofing around red handed before scolding them. When he peeks into the bedroom, however, he... catches them more red handed than he expected.

Both children are on the bed, completely naked. Jungkook is on his back and Taehyung – his own son, a damn child – is spreading his friend’s legs, exposing Gguk’s little cunnie.

“Are you sure this is okay, Taehyungie hyung?” Jungkook asks.

“Yeah! I saw appa doing this with your mommy earlier and I wanted to try it out too. It looked fun!”

“Okay... I trust you, hyungie.”

Namjoon curses to himself. He had no idea his son had caught him fucking Jungkook’s mom when she came over that morning to drop off her son.

They were both single parents, so they sometimes found relief in each other – and that’s exactly what they had done earlier that day. After the woman said her goodbyes to her son and assured him she would be back from her business trip as soon as possible, Namjoon offered to walk her back to her car. While the children stayed in Tae’s room playing, the two adults hurried down the stairs. Namjoon grabbed her from behind, cupping her pussy and fondling her tits as she unbuttoned her shirt.

“This has to be quick, I have a flight to catch.”

“Don’t pretend you’re not hungry for this cock.”

In his eagerness, Namjoon pushed her against the wall and pulled her skirt up.

She smirked, pulling her panties to the side as she heard the zipper on Namjoon’s pants coming down. “I never said that... Can’t deny how well you stuff my cunt full.”

“Fucking whore.”

“Give it to me, daddy.”

Namjoon pushed in and started pistoning in and out erratically. In their state of ecstasy and bliss, they did not notice little Taehyungie watching them behind a corner, intrigued. For some reason the little one did not understand, his cocklet started feeling funny as he watched them, and that sensation did not leave his mind for the rest of the day, which brought them to what is happening now.

“I have a peen like my appa. Let me see what you have.”

“I have a cunnie like my eomma.”

“I think what they did was put the peen inside the cunnie, and it looked like it felt really good.”

Namjoon is speechless. Is he really witnessing this? Is his son and his best friend – actual children, can’t really stress that enough – really about to have sex? Shit, what should he do?

He thinks it over for a moment. He would nut like crazy watching that, and if he films it he could get some good money for the video. Maybe he could even... join in. No, that’d be- No, no way. He shouldn’t... Right?

Namjoon sighs before going in.

“So, your mommy was standing up and was sticking her bum out-”

“Kim Taehyung!”

“Hi daddy!” his son responds cheerfully. Taehyung doesn’t budge, as nudity is normal in the Kim household.

Jungkook, however, gasps and quickly pulls a blanket over his naked body. “M-Mister Kim…”

“I put you guys to bed hours ago. Why are you still awake and what in the world are you doing?!”

“Sorry, Mister Kim…” Jungkook says quietly, his cheeks turning red. 

“Daddy, Googie and I wanted to try that game you played with his mommy!”

“Well, it’s... it’s too late for games, you two need to sleep!”

“But Googie’s even got a cunnie, look!”

Taehyung takes the blanket away from Jungkook, who immediately closes his legs before nervously trying to hide his intimacies from Namjoon with his little hands. However, Tae isn’t having it. He forces his friend’s legs open once again.

“Look, look!”

“Hyungie, s-stop…”

Namjoon gulps. He’s never seen such a tiny pussy.

“I’m supposed to put my peen inside, right?”

“Enough!” Namjoon barks. “Kim Taehyung, you are grounded. You’ll be sleeping in the guest bedroom until Jungkook goes back home.”

“But daddy-”

“Now!”

Tae pouts, angry at his dad for ruining his fun. He grabs a pillow and a blanket and walks out of the room, still naked. Namjoon watches him walk down the long hallway from the door. When the toddler reaches the guest bedroom he looks back.

“I don’t want to see you until breakfast time tomorrow, understand?”

“Yes, daddy…” Taehyung says sadly before going inside.

Namjoon goes back inside the room and closes the door behind him.

“Jungkookie…”

“I’m sorry, Mister Kim…” Jungkook apologizes once again, ever the people pleaser.

“Don’t be sorry, little one. I got upset at Tae because he was the one behind all this, wasn’t he? You were just sorta going along with it, weren’t you?”

The child relaxes now that he knows he’s still on Namjoon’s good side.

“Yeah... He really wanted to play that game he was talking about. He woke me up and- and took my pj’s off, and my panties... I wanted to tell him to stop but I... I didn’t want to upset him…”

“I know, baby, I know…”

“Is Taehyungie hyung in big trouble?”

“No, honey. I was actually just worried because he has never played this game before, so he really doesn’t know how to. He could have hurt you accidentally.”

“Really?”

“Yeah…”

Jungkook is pensive for a moment.

“You’ve played the game before, right Mister Kim?”

Namjoon licks his lips, barely able to keep his composure in check and his true intentions hidden. He wonders how he was patient enough earlier to keep the angry father act together for long enough to get Taehyung out of there. The urge to fuck a kid has been eating at him since he saw the two boys naked, and if he’s going to severely traumatize a child tonight, at least let it be someone else’s and not his own.

“Yes I have,” he admits. “That’s why I know how not to hurt you... Do you want me to play with you, Jungkookie?”

The boy nervously looks up at him. “C-Can we? Do you promise it’ll be fun?”

“It’ll be a blast, baby. Promise.”

“Okay!”

Namjoon’s cock twitches.

Jackpot!

“Alright, Jungkookie, all you need to do is lay down, okay?”

The child obeys. Namjoon sits down on the bed and gently opens Jungkook’s legs, gulping at the sight of his pussy.

“Okay, good boy... Do you know what this is?”

“My cunnie!”

“That’s right! You’re so smart, Jungkookie.”

The boy preens at the praise.

“What about this nub right here?”

“Uhm…”

“That’s your clitty. It can make you feel really really good, baby. Now, I’m gonna start by tickling your cunnie with my tongue, okay?”

“O-Okay.”

Namjoon takes one good look at Jungkook’s little pink genitals before slowly dragging his tongue through the entire length of his pussy, all the way up to his clitoris. He then starts licking all over his folds for a bit, getting Jungkook’s juices flowing, covering his cunt with a shiny wet glaze that makes it look even more appetizing. He lingers on the clit for a few seconds, his tongue circling it while applying some pressure. Jungkook whimpers.

“F-Feels funny, Mister Kim…”

Namjoon keeps on licking and sucking Jungkook with vigor. His little legs don’t take long to start shaking. Namjoon stops before the boy climaxes.

Jungkook whines and the man smiles, looking up at him from between his legs with lust in his dark eyes.

“Don’t want me to stop, huh? Are you having a good time playing with me, Jungkookie?”

“Y-Yes, Mister K-Kim…”

“Want to keep playing?”

The child nods, shy and embarrassed, a soft pink blush creeping up on his cheeks.

“What’s that? Use your words, little one.”

“I…”

“Repeat after me: rape my cunnie, Mister Kim...”

“What’s that mean? What’s ‘rape’?”

Namjoon starts caressing Jungkook’s pussy with his fingers to get him riled up again. The boy mewls.

“Don’t worry about it, just say it. Come on.”

“Rape my cunnie, Mister Kim– oh...”

“Fuck my little pussy.”

“Isn’t ‘fuck’ a bad word?”

“You can say it, I won’t tell your mommy.”

“F-Fuck my little pussy.”

“Please break me with your cock, sir.”

Namjoon’s tongue dives into Jungkook’s clit again, increasing the pressure and the speed at which he fondles it.

“P-Please break me with your c-cock, sir- oh! M-Mister Kim…”

Namjoon’s had enough. He quickly discards his towel, freeing his aching cock. Before Jungkook can register what’s happening, Namjoon places his heavy member on the child’s cunt, grabs his delicate thighs and presses his legs closed. God, how he wishes he could actually stuff Jungkookie full with his cock without breaking him in two. But he’s little, so his rapist decides to spare his holes and just fuck his thighs, at least for now. After all, Namjoon knows he can’t just give Jungkook back to his mother all bruised up and fucked open, so he’ll have to make do.

The pedophile doesn’t waste any time and starts pushing his cock in and out of the little makeshift pussy he’s made for himself, his tip rubbing against the boy’s clit with every thrust.

“Hmm… Such a soft cunt…”

“A-Ah… Mister K-Kim… Oh!”

Jungkook lets out little huffs and whines of confused pleasure and arches his back, just like his slutty mother had done that morning. His mind goes fuzzy and he goes into some sort of trance. He starts staring at Namjoon’s abs and pecs. His tiny fingers trace their outlines in an attempt to stay grounded.

Shortly after, the boy’s little body starts trembling. He suddenly gasps and a high-pitched moan escapes his lips. His jaw drops in a silent scream as he cums on Namjoon’s cock.

“God, such a pretty princess... Cumming just for me… Fuck!”

With such a sinful sight in front of him, Namjoon doesn’t take long to cum too. He glides his warm heavy cock between the boy’s soft thighs as his hips speed up. With a lewd groan, he shoots his load all over the child and rides out his high for a moment. After climaxing, he looks down to admire his work of art. Most of his semen landed on Jungkook’s stomach and tits, but the boy is so tiny that some droplets of cum had reached his neck and face.

“I knew it!”

Namjoon looks behind him to find Taehyung by the side of the bed. He was a little too late to notice his son had quietly opened the door and let himself in. The boy climbs up onto the bed and punches his dad in the ribs with his tiny fist, barely hurting him. Namjoon sighs at the tantrum his brat of a son is throwing. Jungkook barely reacts to his friend – he’s too out of it thanks to his very first orgasm.

“You’re such a meanie, daddy! You grounded me just so you could have Googie all to yourself to play!”

Namjoon knows there’s no way around it, really. Taehyung is right.

“Tae, honey, listen... You’re just too inexperienced for this-”

“Mean! Mean, mean, mean, mean!” Taehyung keeps on protesting while ‘fighting’ his dad.

Namjoon rubs his temple. How is he gonna get Taehyung off his back?

“Meanie, you’re a biiiiig meanie, daddy! You lied! You played with Googie all by yourself! What about me?! I wanted to play too–”

“Fucking hell, fine!”

The man decides to give in. Jungkook might be too little for an adult cock to penetrate him and leave him unscathed… but a kiddie cock might go unnoticed.

“You wanna fuck him?! I’ll teach you how.”

Taehyung gasps, his eyes wide and glossy with enthusiasm. “Really?! Yay!”

“Wait here.”

Namjoon leaves the room for a moment and comes back a couple of minutes later with a bottle of lube. He finds Jungkook on the verge of falling asleep with Taehyung kneeling down between his legs, marveling at the sight of his glistening pussy.

“He’s… He’s so pretty, daddy.”

“I know, right? Don’t worry. He’ll be all yours soon enough.”

The pedophile coats his finger in lube. He figures that if Taehyung is so eager to stick his cocklet into a cunt and get a head start on the development of his sexuality, he might as well make the most of it and start preparing the boy to eventually take dick himself… His dick, preferably.

“Now, let me show you how you can also feel good.”

Before Taehyung can question him, Namjoon shoves his lubed up index inside his son’s asshole.

“Ah! Daddy-”

“Give it a minute, you’re gonna love this. It’ll feel good, I promise”

Taehyung breathes heavily, nervous. The foreign feeling is so strange, but at the same time so… satisfying. Taehyung likes feeling full. He gasps when a second finger suddenly intrudes him as well, but his anxiety is replaced by eagerness as soon as his father introduces a third and slightly curves them, finding his sweet spot. Namjoon starts gently thrusting his fingers, caressing the child’s prostate ever so slightly.

“A-Ah… d… daddy…”

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Mhm… ‘s good… So good…”

With his father fingering him from behind and Jungkook’s puffy wet slit right in front of him, Taehyung starts huffing and puffing while his hole gets abused. Namjoon kisses his son’s shoulder, and notices how Jungkook has started to come to after being left with no more stimuli, the exhaustion of his first orgasm wearing off. He sits up slightly, supporting his weight on his elbows, and looks intrigued by what he’s seeing.

“Mister Kim… what are you doing to Taehyungie?”

“I’m making him feel good just like I made you feel good. I'm just playing with him in a different way. Take a look.”

The man lifts one of Taehyung’s little legs, allowing Jungkookie to see his long digits going in and out of his son’s asshole. The boy watches in wonder as his friend gets fingered by his own father, letting his curiosity take over thanks to both the sight of the penetration and Taehyung’s entrancing facial expressions. Jungkook has never seen anything like it, but he can tell Tae is feeling good.

“Daddy…” Taehyung says. “I… I feel like I’m gonna-”

Namjoon immediately removes his fingers, preventing him from cumming. He doesn’t want his boy’s kiddie cum to go to waste... It’s always better to cum inside a warm cunt.

“Alright, kid. Now it’s your turn to put in the work.” He looks at Jungkook. “Let’s have another go with you, little one.”

“W-Wait… Mister Kim-”

Namjoon spreads Jungkook’s legs as open as possible. Taehyung stares at his friend’s spent body, already covered in his dad’s cum.

“Touch him here,” Namjoon orders.

Taehyung nods enthusiastically. His index finger traces the length of his friend’s glistening pussy. When he removes it he does so slowly, watching as the viscous substance stays attached to his finger through a thin line. He tastes it before diving into the infant cunt, savoring Jungkook’s juices.

“Ah! Taehyungie…”

Namjoon chuckles. “You’re a natural, son. You take after me.”

Taehyung then grows curious about the enlarged nub that crowns Jungkook’s genitalia and tentatively pokes at it.

“Now rub it,” Namjoon orders. Taehyung obeys.

“N-No, hyung…” Jungkook says, starting to feel a bit overstimulated. “Hyungie no, please…”

“Don’t listen to him,” Namjoon says. “That little button of his is called a clitty and it makes him feel very very good.”

“Really?” his son asks.

“Yeah. But let’s focus on the main course now: his cunnie.”

The man guides his son’s index finger into his friend’s cunt. Jungkook gasps at the intrusion.

“You feel so warm here, Googie…”

“Tae- Taehyungie hyung… don’t. Please. Stop!” Jungkook pleads.

Taehyung looks at his friend’s petrified face, at the tears pooling in his eyes. Something in his gut is now telling him that this shouldn’t be happening, that this isn’t at all okay. This doesn’t feel like a game anymore.

“Please… hyung…”

Taehyung stops, second-guessing this whole situation.

“Daddy… I think Googie doesn’t-”

Namjoon keeps a tight grip on Taehyung’s wrist, shoving his son’s finger in and out of the toddler’s cunt.

“Shhh, it’s okay. It’ll feel good, for the both of you. I promise.”

“Daddy, wait-”

“Be good, Tae baby. Do as daddy says.”

“But-”

Namjoon’s face darkens. Tired of his son’s hesitation, he lets go of his wrist and decides to use his own fingers one more time. He forces three of them deep into Tae’s ass using a bit of brute force, making him squeal. He does so deliberately, as a warning. With his free hand, he then starts massaging Taehyung’s toddler cock. That together with the fullness in his hole makes the boy crumble in his father’s arms and forget his hesitation.

“Just be a good boy for daddy.”

Taehyung is feeling too good to care about Jungkook anymore.

“Y-Yes… Yes, daddy, I’ll be good…”

“Yeah? Will you be good and fuck this baby like a big boy? Will you rape him for me?”

“Yes I will, daddy… I will… I’ll rape him. I’ll rape Googie like a man.”

Namjoon can’t help the evil smirk that forms on his lips as he hears the boy saying such sick, depraved things.

“Good. Now push your dick inside him.”

Taehyung lines himself up with Jungkook’s entrance and Namjoon, with his fingers still deep inside his hole, uses that grip to push him forward, forcing his son to sheath himself into his friend’s pussy. While Taehyung gasps, overtaken by pleasure, Jungkook agonizes at having his hymen pierced, squealing loudly. At that moment, both father and son realize their victim is starting to cry. But before Namjoon can react, Taehyung leans forward and lovingly kisses Jungkook’s tears.

“Hyung, stop. You’re hurting me…” Jungkook says in between sniffs, trying not to cry. “I- I think I’m bleeding…”

“It’s okay, Googie. I’ll take care of you. I’ll make you feel as good as I’m feeling. I’ll rape your cunnie so well you’ll want to play this game every day.”

With his son still anchored to his fingers, Namjoon then pulls him and his cocklet out of Jungkook’s pussy before ramming it back inside. The two children scream in unison.

“Hmph!” Jungkook squeezes his eyes shut in pain.

“F-Fuck!” Taehyung curses, just like his daddy. He gets lost in the bliss. He feels so good and so overwhelmed that no pleas from his friend will make him stop now.

“Hyung… please… d-don’t…”

Jungkook keeps trying to talk him out of this, but when Namjoon sets a steady pace with his arm, guiding his son’s thrusts at the same time he fingers him anally, the boy can't even speak coherently anymore.

“Gah! Ow! P-Please…”

“Ah! Googie! S-So good..." Taehyung says, drunk on his own libido. "You're so so warm and so t-tight...”

When Jungkook tries to close his legs, Tae is having none of it. He grips his friend’s knees and pulls them apart forcefully, ignoring how they shake with both fear and pain. Namjoon smiles, proud of his son’s raping instincts. He’s truly a natural.

Within a minute or two, Taehyung gets more and more worked up and a little tired of the rhythm his dad had set. Instinctively, he takes control and starts thrusting by himself, ramming his cock into his friend faster and faster.

Namjoon chuckles. “Good job, baby.”

He steps back for a moment, taking his fingers out of Taehyung, and watches Jungkook getting raped by his son. The boy starts crying harder, but Taehyung doesn’t even seem to notice – and if he does, he doesn’t care. He’s on cloud nine. He fucks his friend with abandon, rejoicing in the warm squeeze of his tiny pussy.

But then Tae stops fucking Jungkookie and looks at his dad. He looks needy. Antsy.

“Daddy… Empty… Fill me…”

Namjoon gulps and looks at Taehyung’s stretched asshole, clenching around nothing. Is he really begging to be stuffed already?

“Fuck… Okay. Shit. It’s okay, baby. Daddy’s got you…”

Namjoon is quick to lube himself up. He refuses to finger him again. Instead, he forces his cock inside his son. Taehyung hums in satisfaction when his father penetrates him, slowly pushing his cockhead in. He hisses when the thickness of Namjoon’s shaft stretches his rim wider than his fingers did, but he pushes through it. His father doesn’t even know how it’s possible but he manages to fit his entire shaft inside the boy. He reaches around Taehyung and caresses his belly, confirming that he is indeed so far up his ass that the outline of his cock is poking out of his tummy.

“O-Oh... daddy... w-wow...”

“Wow indeed, baby. You’re being so good for daddy, taking me whole inside you, hugging my cock so tight...”

Namjoon massages his son’s hips for a moment, admiring the view of having his cock shoved all the way up his ass. He’s so glad he doesn’t need to be gentle with this one. The only person who will see Taehyung’s bruises is him, so he doesn’t have to hold back. He gets one hand on each of his asscheeks and gives them a good squeeze before smacking one of them, leaving behind a red handprint.

“Ah!”

“Fucking gorgeous... Go ahead now, baby. Use us however you like.”

Namjoon lets go of Taehyung’s ass so as to not constrict his movements and brings his hands up to his nape, intertwining his fingers around the back of his neck. The boy resumes his self-indulgent fucking, thrusting into Jungkook at the same time he expertly fucks his ass back into Namjoon’s cock, who can’t help but throw his head back in pure ecstasy. His son was born to do this.

Taehyung hums happily in content. “Thank you, daddy… Love you.”

“I love you too, baby.”

Jungkook lets out a long, shaky breath as he wipes some of his tears with the back of his hand. He looks at Taehyung towering over him, with Namjoon menacingly towering over them both. He knows he has no choice but to try to push through it – hell, maybe even get used to it if the amount of pleasure both father and son are exhibiting is anything to go by. After all, he will be at their house for at least a whole week… That’s a lot of time. A lot of opportunities to get fucked and used.

He throws his arm over his face, hiding behind his elbow. He’s tired and sore, and just wants to sleep. But rather than wanting to sleep, his body is actually just taking pity on him and it’s slowly starting to shut down. Unconsciousness looks like a better option than the severe physical and emotional trauma he’s enduring right now.

Taehyung can’t hold on for much longer and starts moaning loudly. A lewd shriek that no child should ever utter echoes through the house. He finally cums, dumping his very first warm load inside Jungkook’s pussy. He then collapses on top of his best friend out of exhaustion, messily getting some of the sticky cum his dad had dumped on Jungkook earlier all over himself.

Jungkook feels the cum oozing out of his pussy and around the cocklet still inside him. He sighs. Seems like it’s over.

Namjoon looks down at them while a wicked smile creeps up his cheeks. He’s not done yet.

“Baby?” the pedophile says, briefly massaging Taehyung’s plump asscheeks.

“Hm?” It’s all the boy can mutter in his weary state.

“This might hurt. Forgive daddy, yeah?”

“Wha-”

Namjoon starts fucking his son’s asshole hard and fast, chasing his own high. This is way more overwhelming and painful for Taehyung than just fucking himself on his cock.

“Ah! Mmph…”

“Such a good hole for daddy... Oh! Fuck…” 

“A-Ah… Uh, uh, uh… Daddy… ‘s too much…”

Taehyung’s ass has a vicious grip on his dick. Namjoon does not relent for a second.

“C’mon, take it like a big boy. You were big enough to rape Jungkookie, weren’t you? Then you’re big enough to take adult pedo cock up your ass.”

Namjoon then leans over the children, caging them under his body. Taehyung can only pant with every thrust as the air gets fucked out of his lungs. He then feels Jungkook’s tiny hand caressing his cheek.

“You can do it, hyungie…” he says, his voice barely audible. “Just take it. I’m here…”

In the heat of it all, the two children feel drawn to each other’s lips and kiss. Taehyung appreciates the distraction from the pain of getting his ass pounded, and they just get lost in each other’s mouths. It’s messy and awkward, but so desperate and hot it’s enthralling.

Jungkook feels Taehyung’s cum sloshing inside him. The overstimulation of having his friend’s cocklet still punching his insides due to the continuous snapping of Namjoon’s hips rips another orgasm out of him and that’s all he can take. He whimpers into Taehyung’s lips and starts convulsing before he passes out.

When he does, Taehyung immediately misses the warmth of his lips and quickly tries to replace it by kissing him all over his face. He also hugs him close, anchoring himself down to avoid his father pushing him up the bed with the force of his thrusts. With Jungkook now unresponsive, Taehyung can’t help but escalate his touches. He starts licking and sucking his neck while groping Jungkook’s little bubble butt. It’s when he’s licking some of his father’s cum off Jungkook’s angelical face that Namjoon rolls Taehyung over, still with his cock lodged deep inside him, and gets him off Jungkook and onto his back. He grips his ankles in order to keep his legs wide open and grins to himself at the sight of Taehyung covered in some of the cum he’d unloaded on their little guest earlier. The man resumes his pounding, slowing it down in favor of getting deeper into his son’s guts.

“God, baby, gonna cum– so– fuckin’– hard– inside you...” he says, accompanying each word with a thrust.

With nothing else left to distract himself with and with his mind regressing due to the assault, Taehyung does something he hasn’t done in a couple of years now – he starts sucking his thumb. It provides him a tiny amount of comfort while he waits for his dad to finish busting his hole.

“Daddy… H-Hurry…”

“Ah… I know, baby, I know…” his father says through gritted teeth. “Just hold on… Shit…”

Namjoon feels like a vicious animal, relentlessly pounding his child’s ass with no shame. His lube-covered cock makes the squelching sounds of their fucking echo around the room every time the rapist slaps his hips against his thumb-sucking son. It’s all so lewd it makes Namjoon lose his mind. He grips Taehyung’s hips, lifting his bottom half off the bed, and starts to brutally pull him into his cock, ravaging his insides.

The boy is so stupefied and being so cruelly abused he loses his voice. He’s only able to whimper around his wet thumb. It doesn’t take him long to orgasm once again, his cocklet releasing some leftover cum on his belly. Little Taehyung then gives in to his exhaustion and follows Jungkookie into dreamland.

Namjoon finally comes undone soon after, moaning loudly as he dumps another load.

“FUCK! Take that, baby, take daddy’s cum... My warm thick cum– god! T-Take it all, it’s yours... You deserve it– Ah!... Such a g-good boy, taking it so well... S-So full of me, my cock, my cum, all buried deep inside you... Oof...”

Namjoon rides out his high and concludes with some final thrusts, pushing his cum as deep inside Taehyung as possible. He wants to mark him up, claim him, make him carry his seed inside him for days.

When he’s finally done, all sweaty and panting, he forces himself to slip out of Tae’s ass. He wishes he could stay deep inside him all night, force him to cockwarm him, but he knows he can’t... Cum is a lot harder to clean up when it’s dry, and he needs these boys clean and ready to get to school on time in the morning.

Still, he takes a moment to admire the depraved scene in front of him: two fucked out children with cum all over them, their respective loads oozing out of their holes...

Namjoon feels so lucky. How did he not think of this before? They were both right there for the taking. Two kiddies living under his roof. In his care. At his disposal...

God, they’re all gonna have so much fun together.