The Jimin Effect ✔

Part Three/Chapter Five

Jimin:

Jimin was trembling with anxiety when he got back to his cabin.  The too-perceptive observations and questions by Montero and Taehyung had shaken him to his core, and his mind whirled. 

If Jungkook really loved you, he wouldn't turn you down if you wanted a blowjob, would he?  What would happen if Jungkook knew you were only seventeen?  Would he forgive you?  What if Montero was right, what if Jungkook isn't enough to keep you satisfied? 

He rubbed his face, nearly in tears with anxiety, and sat down on his bed.

He pulled out his phone nervously, staring at the small text exchange he had shared with Jungkook... and then typed:

JM: What are you doing?

He waited, anxiously, and bit his lip, avoiding the gaze of any of the other campers, still coming and going from the canteen, bathroom, and shower, and getting dressed and ready for their day. 

JK: I'm going to take a quick shower and try to forget what you do to me, Park Jimin.

A smile landed on Jimin's lips.  He was instantly reassured, and flirted back.

JM: Oh no, don't forget! I'll have to do it again. 

He glanced at the clock, and grabbed his towel.

"Tell Namjoon-Hyung that I went to take a shower and if I finish a little late, I will meet you at art."  He said to Taehyung, not meeting his eyes.

"Jimin?"

He didn't wait for another response from Taehyung, but turned on his heel and stalked out.  The morning light streaked past him as he passed through the door, and the cabin felt strangely dark when it closed behind him.

Jungkook:

The staff shower near the lifeguard cabins was one of the few places besides his cabin that Jungkook could truly relax, and that he felt alone, and unguarded.   Unlike the showers for the campers, there was a door that closed soundly, making three separate shower suites for the staff. 

Jungkook stood in one now, water pouring over him, trying to think clearly about what was happening to him. 

You are in helpless love with one teenage Park Jimin, remember?   Jungkook rubbed his face again. 

Unconsciously his hand pulled at his dick, remembering Jimin earlier this morning whispering in his ear, and later on, unzipping those little jean shorts and pulling out a perfect cock.

God, imagine if you could just say yes to all the times he wanted you?  If you didn't have to worry about your job—or like...life? He flashed to his mind having nothing to do but please and worship Jimin, and it felt like an insane dream. 

You are daydreaming of being his slave, is that where we are at?

Jungkook shook his head but pulled more quickly at his dick.  Suddenly his fantasies were interrupted by the heavy door of the shower suite clicking open.

"I'm in here!" Jungkook called, in disbelief.  Can't they hear the water?  It's obvious someone is in here!

He pulled the curtain open a crack to see who had opened the door, to see who stood in the changing area...   His eyes fell immediately on the slender waist of Park Jimin, disappearing creamy under the crop top.   He was unbuttoning his jean shorts and pushing them off, sliding over pale, perfect peach of a bottom—he had no underwear on—the shorts fell to the floor and he stepped out of them, pulling at his dick.

"Jimin?!"

"I missed you," the little twink sighed, and pulled the crop top tee over his head.  He stood there naked now before Jungkook: tiny, muscles wiry, dick hard and in his hand, cheeks flushed, lip bitten.  "I want your mouth on me, I want you to fill me up," Jimin moaned, and Jungkook had no defense against this boy, no defense against the Jimin Effect. 

His heart seemed to pound like drums in a war, and then the pounding stopped, his heart turned over, and he opened his arms—surrender.  And a second later, the lithe teen was in his arms, lips on his lips, dick pressing into his leg, one hand running up Jungkook's wet chest and the other tangling into the hair at the back of his neck.

"I need you, I can't help it," gasped Jimin, as Jungkook kissed down his neck, his collar bones, and then he dropped to his knees, and kissed the taut belly and ran long tattooed fingers to wrap around Jimin's dick. 

"Fuck," moaned Jungkook, and took Jimin into his mouth, feeling him get harder in his mouth as he sucked, and ran a tongue up the base, and swirled around the head like a sweet lollipop. 

"You want to come in my mouth?"  Jungkook moaned, wanting to do everything to Jimin, not wanting to say no, not wanting to deny... wanting to submit. 

Jimin nodded, grabbed Jungkook's hair.   Jungkook bobbed up and down on his dick, taking Jimin all way down his throat until he lapped at the base of his balls, gagging but not caring, saliva dripping. 

He came off Jimin's dick with a gasp, and squeezed his ass, and wanted it. 

He grabbed Jimin's waist and turned him around, pushing him forward to grab at the tiled shower wall.   Jungkook looked at his round bottom, and suddenly was present again—I can't believe he just came in here like this.  Jungkook squeezed the peach bottom and then drew a hand back to spank it—I should punish this demanding spoiled child.  

On contact, Jimin inhaled sharply and heat rose in his cheeks, and Jungkook stood up, kissing Jimin's neck.

"You like that?" He muttered into Jimin's ear, and spanked him again, this time holding him tight around the waist with his other arm.   Jimin gasped, and grabbed his dick.

Jungkook felt his ear soft against his lips and he nibbled on the lobe, Jimin trembling in his arms.

"You like that, don't you?   You like me to be rough with you?" Jungkook wrapped fingers around Jimin's throat, and felt the small one moan and flush with pleasure beneath him—and then Jimin was nodding, nodding yes, that he liked it, as Jungkook tightened fingers around his neck. 

He smiled and kneaded Jimin's hips, and then remembered what the small one was in there asking for. 

He dropped to his knees again, pushed Jimin forward, and pulling ass cheeks apart, he spied that little pink bud, and brought tongue to ass.

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Author Note:

And so begins some of the best smut I have ever written....

HECK NO I WON'T FADE TO BLACK, this fun continues and much more in the next chapter, tune in tomorrow!

Jimin sure likes when Jungkook takes control... how unexpected... teeheeeee 🥵

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