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It was a heated makeout session; Jeongguk was seated, sandwiched between Jimin and Taehyung on the double bed in the other two’s shared dorm room. Jimin was straddling his lap, pushing their lips together and grinding down on the tent in his trousers whilst Taehyung was sitting behind him, sucking on the younger's neck, making sure to leave an array of red marks which were scattered from his lower jaw to the back of his neck. Now, this begs the question… how on earth had Jeongguk ended up here?
It was supposed to be a friendly meetup. Jeongguk was a lonely, single man in his first year of college. He had met Taehyung in the library, the older man browsing for books about photography whilst Jeongguk had purely entered the room to scope out the scene. They clicked immediately, and Taehyung invited him to sit with the rest of his friends (to which Jeongguk happily accepted, emphasis on the whole ‘lonely’ thing). Honestly, meeting Taehyung and his friends was probably the best thing about his college life. They were all so different, all studying different subjects and taking different courses, yet they all seemed to fit together so well.
Jimin and Taehyung were dating, everyone knew they were dating because they were so open about their relationship. Maybe a little too open, they weren’t exactly shy when talking about both their romantic and sexual endeavours. Genuinely, on the first day Jeongguk had sat at their lunch table, Hoseok (a slightly older guy who was studying dance) had leaned in and told him to try and ignore whatever antics the two of them were up to. He was then promptly shushed by Yoongi who told him to not scare the new kid away.
Though, even with the warning beforehand, it was a little much… The two of them were always kissing and giggling between each other, and they’d even tell the rest of the group about their plans the night before which the rest of the group would swiftly move past in an attempt to get them to stop. It never worked.
Now, Jeongguk wasn’t stupid. He’d been in a relationship before, he understood when and if people were making advances towards him, so it was rather noticeable when Jimin had started giving him the eye, and when Tae had begun sitting unbelievably close to him at the lunch table, squashing their thighs together.
Jeongguk tried to ignore it. Maybe that’s just how they were with their friends? They weren’t like this with any of the others, though (maybe Taehyung was a little too close with Seokjin sometimes, but that was usually shut down quite quickly). It could all be blamed on that just being how they were.
That was until Jimin sat down at the table with a sigh, leaning on his hand. “Taehyung and I are trying to spice it up in the bedroom.” He started, and Yoongi snorted.
“How else could you possibly spice it up? You guys sound like freaks.” He asked, to which Seokjin nodded along in response.
“We aren’t that bad.” It was a futile attempt at defending himself and his partner from Taehyung, which led to Namjoon speaking up;
“This time last week you were telling us about how you wished you could, and I quote, ‘get dicked down and knotted’.”
“Knotted is crazy, by the way.” Hoseok let out a breathy laugh as he spoke.
Seokjin grimaced at the words. “So vulgar, we shouldn’t talk about this sort of stuff whilst we eat.”
“As I was saying,” Jimin spoke up once again, “We were considering bringing a third into the bedroom with us.”
Ah, now it made sense. They wanted to have a threesome. With Jeongguk.
“Got anyone in mind?” Namjoon asked, to which Seokjin sighed and slumped ever so slightly.
“We’ve got… some ideas.” Jimin told them, and it went silent for a moment. It was obvious. Taehyung wrapped his arm around Jeongguk's shoulders, trying to act nonchalant about the gesture as he picked up his drink and took a sip, and Jimin giggled quietly. Everyone was looking at Jeongguk. Fuck, it was so obvious.
“Right… but what if you, like, get jealous of the other person?” Hoseok asked.
“Well, we’ve put in a lot of thought about this.”
Yoongi raised an eyebrow. “A lot of thought? It’s only been two months since you met-”
“Right, enough of this, all of you. Eat your lunch.” Seokjin scolded, and the conversation was dropped as soon as it started.
So when Jeongguk was invited around to the couple’s dorm, he had an idea as to what they were going to propose. Maybe this wasn’t as much of a friendly meetup as he had made it out to be in the start. Oops.
To be fair, he wasn't expecting them to get to it right this second. He thought that maybe they’d butter him up by watching a movie and giving him all the food he could’ve wanted as a broke college student before asking. What ended up happening was the three of them watching a movie, Taehyung running a hand up Jeongguk’s thigh and Jimin laying right against his side, the two of them slowly getting closer and more in his space until they were basically making out on his lap.
And Jeongguk would be lying if it wasn’t fucking hot.
That’s how he got to where he is now. Makes sense. He could've just said no and prevented it, but he wanted it, wanted it as much as Jimin and Taehyung did.
He was a little too worked up, though, because as he made out with Jimin, the man grinding down on his raging hard on, saliva mixing together and coating their lips, eventually dripping down their chins, Jeongguk came prematurely, pulling away from the kiss as he let out a string of groans, cock twitching against Jimin’s thigh as he kept grinding on him.
“Wow, Jeonggukie, you’re so responsive.” Jimin told him, running his hands over his clothed chest (noting how he shuddered when he ran his chubby fingers over his nipples), letting him come back to having just enough clarity before moving to pepper kisses along his jaw.
Taehyung had moved away, and he wasn’t sure where he was but at that moment, it really didn’t matter. “I-I’m not usually like this.” He told Jimin.
“Well, good to know we’re getting something special, hm?” Jimin took hold of Jeongguk’s hands, bringing them round so he was holding onto the older’s hips. “Don’t feel shy, Ggukie. You’ve not touched me yet. You nervous, baby?”
Jeongguk shook his head, but they both knew he was lying. He was so nervous, why else would he be so reactive? Why else would he not have laid a hand on the guy who was still straddling his lap?
“Come on, I’m right here for you, don’t you want to hold me?” Jimin asked, dragging Jeongguk's hands lower until they were resting gently on top of his ass. He pushed himself back into his palms, trying to tell Jeongguk that ‘hey, you can touch’ rather than just rest his hands. So, Jeongguk let his hands explore Jimin’s ass, squeezing him through the shorts he was wearing. God, he wished that he wasn’t wearing anything at all, that he could hold his bare skin and relish in the feeling of the soft, plump flesh in the palms of his hand.
Jimin let out a small gasp as his fingers trailed further down, rubbing slightly between the seam of the shorts before going back to groping him desperately. If it were Taehyung in Jeongguk's position, the shorts would have a rip right through the middle, his long fingers running up to tease Jimin’s sensitive rim in an instant. But this wasn’t Taehyung, this was Jeongguk, and Jeongguk was still a nervous wreck, looking up at Jimin, ever so blissed out just at the idea of getting to touch his naked skin. Just as Jimin crawled off of his lap, undoing the drawstring of his shorts and preparing to pull them down, he was grabbed by the waist, Taehyung having come back into the picture.
“I have two paddles and a leash out, what one shall we use on him first?” Tae asked, and Jeongguk’s eyes widened, the words snapping him out of the lust filled trance he was in.
“W-what?”
“Hm, he's quite timid, though. Maybe we could chain him to the bed and have our way with him. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind, right Jeongguk?” Taehyung was looking at the younger man, head tilted to the side slightly as he caressed Jimin’s waist, and Jimin couldn’t help but laugh at the expression on Jeongguk’s face.
“You’re scaring him, Taehyung-ah.” He chucked quietly as Jeongguk seemed to shrink in on himself.
“The fear is the best bit, Jiminie. You want to try it out, right?” He was directly addressing Jeongguk, yet the only response he got was silence as Gguk bit the inside of his cheek.
“See, I told you before he came over that you needed to tone it down for today.” Jimin swatted Taehyung’s hands off his waist and moved back over to the younger, tilting his head to the side. “Poor baby’s too shy, probably hasn’t tried all the things we like. How about we pick a little something we know you’ll like?”
He brought his hands to Jeongguk’s chest once again, running his thumbs over his nipples and grinning. “So, so sensitive here… Taehyung, get the clamps, I think they're still in the box."
Taehyung immediately scuttled off in silence, Jimin continuing to tease Jeongguk through his shirt. “You like when I touch you here, Gguk?” He asked, and, well, Jeongguk couldn’t exactly lie, could he? Jimin would see right through him. “Why don’t you get this shirt off? TaeTae and I are gonna take real good care of you.”
Whilst he hurried to remove his t-shirt, he felt the bed shift and someone come closer to him. When he pulled the shirt over his head, tossing it to the side, he made direct eye contact with Taehyung who was looking down at him whilst Jimin struggled to open a small, cardboard box. “Have you ever used nipple clamps?” He asked like it was the most normal sentence in the world, and Jeongguk shook his head.
“Don’t worry, you’ll like them.” Jimin told him, having finally opened the box and scooting closer. “And if you don’t, you can just tell us and we’ll take them off, okay?”
Jeongguk glanced down at the clamps as Jimin leaned forward about to put one on him. They were metal, light pink on the end as a covering, and they had cute little pink bows dangling from them.
“If you couldn’t tell,” Taehyung started, “Jimin is usually the one who wears these.”
“You’re saying that as if you weren’t the one who bought them.”
The two of them were bickering between each other, but Jeongguk couldn’t pay any attention to the two of them as Jimin lowered the first clamp down around one of his hard nipples. He let out a small gasp as they pinched him; it was a lot stronger than he’d thought they would be, closing around his bud ever so tightly, and as Jimin put on the second one, Jeongguk closed his eyes, embarrassed.
“How’s it feel?” He asked.
“Kinda weird…” Jeongguk mumbled. “But not bad weird, just different weird.”
“You like it, though? Feels nice?” Jimin was tilting his head to the side, as if he were just asking a simple, curious question. All Jeongguk could respond with was a nod. “You look so cute! I understand why you like these on me now, Taehyung-ah.”
Taehyung grunted in response, reaching forward and squeezing the end of the clamp harder around Jeongguk's nipple, the younger letting out a strained groan at the feeling and reaching up to hold onto Taehyung’s wrist as if to push him away, but the push never came.
It wasn’t long before Jeongguk was prepped, panting as he came for the second time that night. Taehyung slipped his fingers out of him, Jeongguk’s eyes squeezing shut at the feeling and the stickiness of the lube still against his rim, the cool air hitting him immediately. “That was a really strong orgasm, Jeongguk.”
He still wasn’t really thinking straight, coming down from his high, so he just nodded his head in response (both Taehyung and Jimin chuckled at that).
“You all prepped for us now, hm? You're gonna take one of us so well, aren’t you.” Jimin asked, and with those words, Jeongguk opened his eyes. He wasn’t new to bottoming; he had done it a couple of times, though he had never had a threesome before.
“It’s a bit embarrassing… is one of you just gonna be watching?” He asked?
“Not into being watched?” Taehyung asked, but he soon shrugged. “Don’t worry, we’ll both get involved. You just relax and take us, yeah?”
The ‘one of us’ that Jeongguk was going to be Taehyung, obvious by the way the older man had pulled his joggers and boxers down just enough for his dick to spring out. It was hard and heavy, leaking precum from his tip, and was flushed a red colour. That was probably from him having been hard for so long, Jeongguk had felt him poking against his back whilst Taehyung had been covering his neck in hickies.
Jimin shuffled over to Tae, holding a condom in his hand. He tore open the packet, bringing his hands to Taehyung’s cock and slowly rolling it down over him, smiling when his boyfriend let out a relieved sigh after finally being touched. Jimin pumped his cock a few times, Jeongguk unable to take his eyes off of the scene in front of him. He noticed how Jimin’s cute fingers didn’t fully reach around Taehyung’s dick, and just at that detail he felt his cock chubbing up (honestly, that kind of surprised him seeing as he had come only a few minutes ago).
Taehyung opened the bottle of lube he had already used and poured some onto his dick whilst Jimin continued to jerk him off, letting his boyfriend fully slick him before leaning down to kiss his plump lips. Jimin pulled away when he was fully covered by the lube, letting Taehyung scoot closer to Jeongguk.
As Taehyung lifted Jeongguk’s hips, lining himself up with his begging hole, Jimin moved so that he was next to Jeongguk’s head. He leaned down, right next to his ear, and began to whisper right against him. “You ready, baby? Gonna let TaeTae fuck you real good?” Jeongguk groaned in response as Tae ran his cockhead over his puckering hole, and Jimin continued talking. “So needy for us… never thought you’d be so sensitive. You excited to be stuffed full?”
God, yes, he was. He was so unbelievably excited that when Tae pushed his tip in he let out the most whiny sound he’d ever made. Taehyung continually pulled his head out, running it up and down, over his ass and back up to his rim before pushing it in, repeating the process until Jeongguk was letting out all the pretty moans he wanted.
Jimin was still talking in his ear. He was letting one of his hands rub over Jeongguk’s bare chest, bringing them back up to the nipple clamps that had been torturing his buds throughout the night. They were completely red now, more sensitive than ever. Even just having Jimin graze his fingers near his nipples was enough to make his breath hitch, and right when Jimin squeezed the clamp even tighter over him, Taehyung pushed himself into Jeongguk’s hole, each inch filling his gaping hole.
Jeongguk had never felt stimulation like it; having his ass filled by a cock that big whilst having his upper half tortured, it felt surreal. He held his breath as Taehyung let himself settle inside, and as soon as the older man began to slowly thrust into him, Jeongguk was already out of it. He’d never been stretched out this much, gripping the sheets beneath him tightly, his eyes screwed shut still and his mouth wide open as he let out quiet, breathy moans.
He’d almost, almost, forgotten that Jimin was there. He was promptly reminded when he felt a hand wrap around his now fully hard cock, pumping him up and down with the same hand he had used for Taehyung. It was still wet with lube, aiding him as he slicked Jeongguk’s dick with each pull. He twisted his hand ever so slightly every time he reached the tip, and with his other hand he continued to squeeze the clamps that were gripping oh so hard on his nipples.
And even then, when he thought he couldn’t possibly feel any better, when the pleasure had surely reached its peak, Taehyung shifted his angle, and this new angle was directly pressing against his prostate. Fuck, if Jeongguk wasn’t gone before, he definitely was now. He couldn’t stop the flow of moans that fell out of his mouth, and Jimin made sure to comment on how pretty the sounds he was making were.
“Mm, bet you feel so good for Taehyung-ah, Gguk. What do you think, TaeTae? Is he good?” Jimin asked, grinning ever so slightly.
“Yeah, he’s taking me so well. Must’ve taken a lot of cock before, huh?” Taehyung asked, gripping Jeongguk’s hips tighter. “You were made for this, baby.”
Taehyung could feel Jeongguk tightening around his dick with every word that came out of his mouth, his thrusts slowly but surely gaining power as he aimed specifically for the younger’s prostate. He knew what he was doing, and as Jimin sat up whilst he jerked Jeongguk off, Taehyung leaned forward so that he could press their lips together. He licked along Jimin’s bottom lip, his tongue slipping out of his mouth, their kiss broken with every thrust but the two always meeting each other between them.
Jeongguk had opened his eyes again and the sight in front of him was all too much with the constant pleasure rushing through his body. He felt it again, that familiar heat building up in his stomach with every thrust, every pump of Jimin’s hand, and knew he was on the edge.
“A-ah, Taehyung-ah, Jiminie- I’m gonna come again-” He warned them, his back arching up ever so slightly, head leaning back against the bed which was surely making a mess of his already unruly hair, and before he knew it, he was coming again. He was kind of surprised it wasn’t dry; the sticky, white liquid came from his tip in small spurts, his spent cock clearly struggling as Jimin continued to milk him for all he had.
Some landed on his stomach, the rest collecting in Jimin’s hand and aiding the man in jerking him off. Taehyung let out a groan, his thrusts having grown more sporadic as he was clearly on the edge, the remnants of Jeongguk’s orgasm pulsing through his body. Soon enough, he was coming too, releasing himself inside of the condom whilst still in Jeongguk’s abused hole.
Jimin let go of Jeongguk’s dick, finally letting him rest. Gguk was panting along with Taehyung, Jimin looking at the two of them and reaching his hand down to his own, smaller cock to jerk himself off at the incredible sight in front of him. As Taehyung slowly pulled out of Jeongguk, he placed his thumbs on either side of his cock, almost massaging the tender rim. Jeongguk grimaced at the feeling, and Taehyung held him open after he had pulled out to admire the gape that his dick had left.
They stayed silent for a moment, Taehyung looking over at Jimin. “Jeongguk, you think you can get hard again?” He asked. “Because Jiminie is struggling to get off all on his own. How about you let him ride you?”
Tae leaned forward, tugging at Jeongguk’s dick and watching as the younger squirmed beneath him. He did, however, notice how his cock twitched in his grasp, and he looked over at Jimin with a knowing grin.
He was in for a long night, and he wasn’t all that worried about it.
He was more worried about what Taehyung and Jimin were going to say at lunch tomorrow.