The Kim Family Tetralogy

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Taehyung was sure.
Jungkook was spying on him. Actively trying to catch Tae masturbating.
It was thrilling.
And he liked it.
And he felt like a freak for liking it.
But he did.
Every little brush of closeness made Taehyung hyper aware of Jungkook's presence.
It didn't matter if it was just the hem of Kook's long sleved t-shirts as he reached for something 'cross the table or his whole body sqeezing by in the kitchen or whatever.
Every, single, touch sent jolts of excitement through Taehyung's body.
Taehyung had pretty much stopped talking to Jungkook, afraid that his voice would betray his desires.
And he liked talking to Jungkook.
Even though they were so different, Jungkook understood Taehyung like no one ever had. Not even Jimin.
And Taehyung did notice that Jungkook was hanging on every word he uttered, completely absorbed in what he was saying.
Listening.
Wanting to hear every word that came out of his mouth.
Everything magically started to make sense when he was talking to Jungkook, so he missed that.
And he missed Jungkook talking to him, telling him about the surprisingly deep stuff that was on his mind.
Yeah, he liked the silly stuff that came out of Jungkook when it was just the two of them, as well.
At any moment they could go into character and start goofing around, and the other one  easily tagged along, completely in on it without a word being said to set the stage or anything.
Taehyung had never felt so close, to anyone, as he did to Jungkook.
He trusted him completely and there wasn't anything he wouldn't want Jungkook to know about him except that thing that had somehow wedged itself between them, what ever it was.
The thing that made it hard to breathe when the other was near.
The thing Taehyung didn't understand and couldn't put in to words.

Walking around like a raging hormone of course didn't help.
He was constantly horny.
All day.
Every day.
It was hell.
He even cornered his brother asking him if it was normal to be this horny all the time?
Jin just laughed and hugged him and kissed him on the head with the very discouraging answer, yes.
And left him like that!
Asshole.

That friday, Jin happened to be attending some sort of formal banquet with his fellow med-students.
He had been fretting about it all week. Tae'd had to tutor him on how to make polite conversation.
He owed him big.
At one point Jin desperatly tried to coax Tae into tagging along as his plus one, but Tae had flat out refused.
"Who takes their baby brother to these kinds of things?" Tae had yelled, "No one!"
Jin tried to make his case again, stating that it was somehow embarrassing going alone to these things.
"Just go." Tae was tired of the whole discussion, "And show them pictures of Namjoon and gush about how wonderful your genius boyfriend is when he's not called upon to serve the country."
"Or, ask someone out. Like one of your classmates?" Jungkook suggested.
Jin actually hadn't thought of that, but still decided against it. And finally left on his own.

Hobi and Jimin were both MIA, off doing God-knows-what with God-knows-who.
Jimin's seduction of Hobi was not going according to plan. As far as Tae knew, though, Jimin was still dating Jiwoo, who may or may not be gay. Tae was beginning to side with gay, on that one.
Jimin was very popular in both teams on campus, girls and boys found him equally attractive.
It was just Jiwoo that didn't seem to have the hots for him.
And Hobi.
Sucked to be Jimin, Tae snickered. Poor Jimin!

Tae couldn't think.
'Cause when he tried, all he could think about was wanting Jungkook to watch him masturbate.
He felt like a pervert.
But he really wanted to jack off infront of him.
And what's more, he wanted him to know he knew he was watching.
Totally kinky.
He pulled his hair, throwing himself on his bed. This was torture!
Jungkook would never take the first step, this was on Taehyung.
Fuck it!
He got up and decided to use the guest bathroom for tonight's entertainment. There wasn't any good place to hide if you wanted to spy on the occupant in there...
He crossed his fingers hoping the plan would pan out.
He pulled his sweater off, before padding out to the new venue.
He'd figured out that if he was being conspiciously quiet, Jungkook would come looking for him.
So he made sure to kill all music and turn the Tv off.
On some level he thought Jungkook must have figured out he was using the silence as a signal, 'cause what fool would make it easier to be heard if he wouldn't want to be found out?
Tae had since long uncovered that Jin and Namjoon had stashed lube pretty much everywhere around the house, so he didn't bother with his own bottle.
Lube really did do all the difference.
Thank you internet.
He was feeling gigglishly nervous and on edge as he unbuttoned his shirt and opened his pants. Tae liked this outfit, he knew it made him look good. Black slacks and an oversized white button-up shirt.
Yes. He could here the faint squek of the floorboard just outside, Jungkook was on his way.
Tae gasped as his cock began to rise just from anticipation. He put his hand down his pants and palmed himself, letting out a deep moan as he closed his eyes and started rubbing himself.
He could feel Jungkook's presence behind him with all his body so he decided to open his eyes.
Jungkook gasped when their eyes met in the mirror, it was now or never, Tae realised and turned around, without stopping his motions and looked straight at Jungkook, still stroking himself, pupils blown out from desire.
Tae shook his shoulders a bit making sure to expose more of himself to Jungkook. He noticed the quick breathing and the big bulge in Jungkook's tight black jeans as Jungkook took a step inside and closed the door behind him, putting his weight against it, eyes plastered on Tae's face.
Taehyung licked his lips and leaned his body back on the bathroom counter not stopping for one second.
Jungkook seemed frozen in place at first, eating Taehyung up with his eyes, but then his hands moved to his zipper and he freed his rock hard member, bouncing out of his pants as he started to stroke it not breaking eye contact with Tae.
Tae was close. Very close. And he wanted to draw it out, so he reached for the lube and held out the bottle, with a question in his eyes. Jungkook was breathing heavily, mouth agape, still rubbing himself, so Taehyung took that as a yes and poured some lube on the tip of Kook's dick, earning a practically primal grunt.
He coated his own hands with the strawberry scented lube, hm, not a scent he would've picked for himself but borrowers can't be choosers, and dispensed it on himself.
Oh, Lord! He couldn't keep it back anymore! "I'm coming," he panted.
"Come." Jungkook growled as he started spurting his white strands of hot cum over his hand and Taehyung let go, shooting his load up on his chest, barely avoiding getting it in his own mouth. Christ, what a release!
They didn't say anything just did the occasional stroke to milk their orgasms, shuddering from the aftershocks.
"GUYS! ARE YOU HOME?" Jimin was heard shouting from below.
Jungkook's eyes widened in panic and Tae just whispered, "Go." and motioned with his hand towards Jin's room on the opposite side, holding out some tissues for Jungkook to take with him.
"UP HERE!" Tae yelled and cleaned himself up faster than lightning, having just enough time to close his pants as Jimin burst through the door. "Jesus Christ, Tae!" Jimin covered his eyes.
"Just be glad you didn't show up two minutes earlier." Tae snickered.
"TMI, Tae, TMI." Jimin shuddered.
"What's up?" Tae wanted to know.
"Why does it smell like fruit in here?" Jimin wanted to know instead.
"Oh," Tae held out the bottle of lube, "Strawberry flavoured lube."
"Ew. Keep that away from me! What's wrong with you?" Jimin was out the door, "Why would you want your dick to taste like strawberries? Did you?" he smacked his lips in the direction of his own groin.
"NO!" Tae died.
He died.
Right there.
Died.
"How limber do you think I am?" he wheezed, holding on to the counter for support, laughing his head off, "And besides, you have to ask Jin and Namjoon, it's their lube."
"Oh." Jimin looked surprised, "Remind me NOT to do that. Can we get out of this bathroom of sins? It's freaking me out!"

They made their way to the livingroom.
"Where's Jungkook?" Jimin asked.
"Don't know, haven't seen him." Tae lied effortlessly.
"No. 'Course you haven't." Jimin shook his head, "Well, it's offical, Jiwoo's gay." he shrugged, "I actually turned someone gay."
"Of course you didn't!"
"No, I didn't. It just sounded a lot better in my head." Jimin moped.
"'Sup?" Jungkook sauntered into the livingroom an plopped down beside Taehyung.
"I'm single, again." Jimin filled him in.
"Weren't you already?" Kook asked pointedly.
"Hardi Har." Jimin was not amused, as Tae and Kook high-fived eachother. "I came here, hoping for some support after this taxing experience,"
"What, finding out that someone you knew was gay was actually gay?" Tae teased.
"I HATE YOU!" Jimin shouted.
Tae and Kook looked at eachother, "No, he dotn't!"
"I hate you." Jimin leaned back in the armchair, arms crossed infront of him, pouting.
"Wanna watch Dracula again?" Tae asked.
"I have crossed oceans of time to be with you!" Jungkook declared. They'd both gotten really hooked on Dracula and old vampire movies. Tae loved Interview With The Vampire, but Kook thought Dracula had it beat.
They had begun watching some weird Turkish vampire series on Netflix as well, but Tae thought that might be a bit much for Jimin right now.
And Dracula was a classic. It really was. Taehyung appriciated the true gothic novel feel to it, which he didn't think some of the other movies captured that well.
Exept for Interview With The Vampire. That was a masterpice, if you looked past Antonio Banderas' wig. But not gothic, per se.
Ugh! He wasn't in class right now, get a grip Tae!
"Popcorn?" Jungkook asked and stood up.
"Please," Tae answered, "and a bussload of soda's?"
"Cumin' right up!" Jungkook smiled a crooked smile and went downstairs.
And Tae just smiled at the table, shaking his head.
"Why are we watching an ancient movie about dead people?" Jimin sulked.
"Got anything better to do?" Tae countered.
"Not at the moment, no." Jimin was still sulking.
"Well then, let's visit old Vlad." Tae turned the tv on, "Besides you can always stare at Winona's rack, if your bored."
"OMG!" Jimin kicked at Tae, "You're so fucking nasty!"
"What can I say. I learned from the best."

Jungkook arrived carrying everything in his arms, barely visible under all the snacks and drinks.
He'd even brought some strawberries and chocolate.
"What is it with you people and strawberries?"Jimin complained.
Jungkook just smiled his crooked smile and didn't say anything. But he looked straight at Taehyung when he put a plump strawberry in his mouth, sucking on it briefly, before biting down on it.
Taehyung felt something flit through his body and land in the pit of his stomach. He actually had to spill some of his soda on his hand to be able to look away.
He realised he wanted to see those lips fit around something else entirely, and that was it. He couldn't think about anything else for the rest of the evening.
Jimin fell asleep after half an hour, he had no appreciation for art! Peasant.
But neither did Taehyung this night.
Somehow he and Jungkook had slumped down and was halfway lying on the couch with their shoulders almost touching.
Tae had trouble breathing and he felt sluggish. Like his body suddenly weighed half a tonne.
He didn't really mind, to be honest. 'Cause Taehyung was not moving from this couch, 'til he absolutely had to.
When he woke up, Jimin was crawled up like a hedgehog in his armchair and Tae was cuddling Jungkook with his head on Jungkook's belly. Nope. Still wasn't moving he decided. His back was killing him from the impossible position, but he was willing to pay that prize.
He had a sneeking suspision he would always be willing to pay that prize.