Part 3 • Do I need to fuck this attitude out of you or what? (Patreon)

“Mina- Mina is right here-“

Jimin pants, but Jeongguk doesn’t seem to care, he spits on his fingers and pushes one past Jimin’s rim without any warning.

“Oh fuck!”

He throws his head back into the pillow, feels Jeongguk thrust his finger into him, frantic and heated without any technique, but Jimin doesn’t care either. He’s so horny that he needs Jeongguk inside of him, one way or another he needs to have Jeongguk and it cannot wait.

“Should I just- should I just leave you guys to it or?”

“You can watch.”

Jeongguk says, making Jimin’s eyes open wide, because- fuck. Is Jeongguk really gonna make her watch?

That’s so fucking embarrassing.

Jeongguk gives him a small grin and quirk of his brow, meaning he fucking knows how bad Jimin hates that idea.

Mina bites her lower lip and decides to stay, probably too horny to say no to that opportunity.

“Fuck- you’re so tight hyung.”

Jeongguk says, pushing in another finger. Jimin gasps, hating how that line works on him too.

“I’m- I’m only letting you top cause your finger is already in my ass.”

“Yeah?” Jeongguk asks, hooking one of Jimin’s legs over his shoulder, curling his fingers inside of him. “I think we both know you’re the bottom out of the two of us.”

Jeongguk says it with such confidence, and Jimin glares at him from beneath.

“Based on what? I can fuck better than you.”

Jeongguk licks over the inside of his knee, bites it gently. Jimin shudders underneath him, curling a hand around his cock to give himself some friction.

“Last time I heard, I last 10 minutes longer than you love.”

There Jeongguk goes again bragging about that one time he lasted longer. Jimin rolls his eyes, wants to say something else but Jeongguk hits a spot inside of him that makes pleasure thunder through his body.

“A-ah fuck- fuck-“

Jimin moans.

Jeongguk moans as well, as if he’s gaining pleasure just from giving it to him. It makes Jimin’s cheeks burn hot, being watched so closely.

“You may last longer, but I’m better at every other aspect.”

“Mmh, exactly, including taking cock up your ass.”

Jeongguk says, wicked grin on his lips, and Jimin doesn’t have a comeback. A third finger slides into him and he writhes against the mattress, body so heated, mind a fucking mess.

“This is what you wanted from the start hm? I saw how you looked at my cock.”

Jimin shakes his head in denial, trying to find that spot inside again.

“You’re so fucking full of yourself. You were looking at me when she was sucking you off.”

“Yeah, because you were ogling my cock like you wanted it in the back of your throat.”

Jeongguk hits that spot inside of him again and Jimin’s eyes roll back, back arching off the mattress as he moans.

“See, you’re made for this. Made to take cock.”

Jimin opens his eyes to glare at his rival. He already knows he’s gonna get his revenge next time, gonna fuck Jeongguk completely stupid and cum-drunk.

But right now, he’s on the receiving end of Jeongguk’s merciless fingers, thrusting into him so sloppily, impatiently.

“You’re so fucking desperate you can’t even finger me properly.”

Jimin grabs Jeongguk’s wrist, makes him go a little slower, makes him curl his fingers against the right spots while he keeps eye contact. Jeongguk watches his face intently, like he wants to see every little expression of pleasure on it.

“See, it’s about technique. Told you so many fucking times and you still can’t do it.”

Jeongguk pushes his fingers against his prostate a little harder, and Jimin feels it tingle all the way to the head of his cock. It feels so fucking good that an embarrassing whimper falls from his lips.

“Do I need to fuck this attitude out of you or what?”

Jeongguk asks.

Jimin huffs out a breath.

“You fucking love this attitude. Always say how much you like brats, want to put them in place.”

“So you’re doing it for me?”

Shit.

Jimin feels his cheeks burn and he shakes his head. But Jeongguk knows him like the back of his hand, and that dirty grin spreads on his lips.

“Want me to put you in place hyung?”

Jeongguk’s fingers slip out of him, and Jimin sucks in a sharp breath, looking down at their bodies. He can’t believe he’s gonna let Jeongguk fuck him. In the middle of a threesome. While Mina is still there, watching.

His fucking rival. The guy he wants to win against the most. He’s letting him have him. Fuck, this is humiliating.

Jeongguk’s eyes darken, and he leans down on top of him. Jimin is lucky he’s bendy, his leg is still hooked around Jeongguk’s shoulder.

“Gonna fuck you so good hyung, finally give you what you want.”

“Don’t- don’t act like I’ve wanted this secretly.”

Jimin pants, feeling the head of Jeongguk’s cock against his rim.

“Haven’t you?” Jeongguk asks, slowly pushing his cock in. “Isn’t that why you wanted to have a threesome in the first place, hoping it would lead to this?”

“N-no- fuck-“

Jimin shakes his head, gets overwhelmed by the feeling of Jeongguk’s cock finally entering him.

Jeongguk groans, hanging his head, cock pulsing inside of Jimin.

“Isn’t that why you keep fucking girls right after me? Hoping you can eat my cum out of their pussy-“

“Shut- shut the fuck up.”

Jimin pants, but the idea is already in his head, already making making his cock twitch, leaking precum on his stomach.

“Mm, I bet you’d love to do that. You always talk about how much you love eating pussy, bet you’re a cumslut when it comes to dick.”

“I swear to fucking god if you’re just gonna talk and not fuck me-“

Jeongguk thrusts into him, all at fucking once. Jimin gasps, grabbing Jeongguk’s shoulders to stabilise himself, but fuck, it’s so fucking big.

“God fuck hyung. Tightest pussy I ever had.”

“I don’t have a fucking pussy.”

“No? How can you be this fucking wet then?”

Jeongguk rolls his hips, making Jimin feel the drag of his cock inside of him, making him feel the ease in which he slides into him.

Jimin moans, looking through his hazy eyes into Jeongguk’s. He can’t keep up the act, it feels so fucking amazing. He rocks his hips up, fucking himself on Jeongguk’s cock, feeling so close to him, so intimate.

Jeongguk’s gaze gets a little hazy, and he starts to move as well, thrusting into him, building up a pace. He’s so impatient. Jimin notices it when Jeongguk grabs his hips and starts to fuck him like he just fucked Mina, hard and fast and rough.

“F-fuck- take it easy-“

He pants, cock twitching every time Jeongguk’s cock grazes against his prostate.

“Sorry, you’re all about technique hm? Want me to do it like this?”

Jeongguk gyrates his hips, thrusts into him deeper, hits the fucking spot.

“F-fuck yes- fuck- oh my god.”

Jeongguk blinks at his reaction, actually surprised it works. And he keeps doing it, eager for his reactions, Jimin is sure. So he bites his lower lip just out of spite, keeps his sounds in just to see Jeongguk get frustrated.

“Come on- come on let me hear you.”

Jeongguk pants, trying everything to elicit a moan out of him, fucking him deep and slow, fucking him hard and fast, changing the angle, the pace, pulling out and slamming it back in.

Jimin endures just to get under Jeongguk’s skin, just to see him get so desperate for it that he isn’t even focused on his own pleasure.

He leans in to lick over Jimin’s nipple then, and fuck, that almost has him whimpering. Jeongguk licks and sucks on it, eyes fixated on him. Jimin’s breath hitches, but he doesn’t give Jeongguk any more than that.

“Fuck- come on.”

Jeongguk curses, curling a hand around his cock, getting him off, kissing up to his neck, to his ear, biting gently on his earlobe, licking over the shell. Jimin is so fucking close, and yet he still doesn’t want to give Jeongguk the satisfaction.

The desperate moans and pants from Jeongguk are actually the most difficult for Jimin. He loves it so much, thinks he needs to record that sound so he can get off to it whenever he wants to.

“Jimin please, please.”

Jeongguk kisses him.

Jimin’s eyes open wide, completely paralysed as Jeongguk mouths at his lips. He would have never thought Jeongguk would just- just kiss him like this.

“Mmh-“

Fuck, he couldn’t hold back that moan.

“Finally, didn’t think kissing would be your weak spot.”

Jeongguk whispers, before he closes the distance again, kissing him hard.

Jimin feels heat accumulate in the pit of his stomach, and he fists his hand in Jeongguk’s hair, moaning at the intimacy of the kiss.

He didn’t think it would feel this fucking good. Jeongguk taking him, delving his tongue in his mouth as he fucks him a little harder, building up that pace again, making the room fill with the sound of skin slapping against skin, headboard creaking.

“Fuck Jimin- I’m gonna come-“

“Yeah? Thought you could last longer than me.”

Jimin challenges, seeing Jeongguk look at him a little ashamed.

“I- I can- but fuck- you’re just so tight-“

“Mmh, sure.”

Jimin tries to play it cool even though he’s on the verge as well, cock twitching, drooling precum, that heat pulling tighter in the pit of his stomach. But he won’t lose.

“You know Jeongguk? I would eat your come out of a girl’s pussy.”

He whispers, seeing Jeongguk’s eyes roll back at that statement, and then he rams his cock into him hard, coming inside of him with a loud moan.

Jimin comes only a second later, Jeongguk’s cock grazing against his prostate, making his hole clench around his length, come spurting out in white ropes across his stomach.

“F-fuck.”

“Hyung- that was so- that was so fucking good.”

Jeongguk pants, mouth finding his own again for another kiss. Jimin is still on his orgasm high, unable to move his mouth much, but he hums in agreement, moaning when Jeongguk pulls out of him.

“Wow.. how could I not have noticed how fucking gay you guys are for each other?”

Mina asks then, making the both of their heads turn towards her.

Jimin kind of forgot she was there.

“Sorry- I got carried away.”

Jeongguk apologises, but Mina shakes her head.

“All good. Just uh.. think you guys might want to go home and figure some things out.”

Jimin sits up, a little dazed still.

“Yeah, yeah we’ll just- we’ll just go.”

“Yeah.”

This is the most awkward ending to a threesome ever.

They both rush to get their clothes on, all under Mina’s judging gaze.

They bid their awkward goodbyes and Jeongguk drags Jimin out of the house by his wrist, quickly going to his car.

Jimin’s legs are like jelly when he gets into the passengers seat, and when Jeongguk closes the door to the driver’s seat, there’s a tense silence around them.

Jimin doesn’t really know what the fuck to say.

He looks at Jeongguk, who’s staring at the steering wheel, also completely out of it.

For a moment, Jimin dreads that this might be the fucking end of everything.

But then Jeongguk looks at him, and as soon as their eyes meet, they’re all over each other. Jimin doesn’t know if it’s him who closed the distance or Jeongguk, but they’re kissing, hands on each other’s bodies, pulling the other closer, until Jeongguk climbs on top of him, pushing a button so the back of his seat lies lies down flat.

“Can I have you again?”

Jeongguk pants.

They haven’t even left the parking lot.

“Yeah- please.”