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#27. Power Games

"Yes, Ma-" Jungkook readied himself for another smack, but instead, he felt Jimin's dick touching his chest before he heard the clang of handcuffs and felt his wrist gently grabbed and tied to the bedpost. Then the other, he couldn't move. He realized that Jimin could do anything he wanted and he wouldn't be able to stop him. The thought of being completely at his mercy caused him to immediately get as hard as a rock. Even though he didn't really know Jimin that well, he felt a great deal of trust.

Jimin now started torturing Jungkook by kissing all over his body, gently sucking his nubs, moving from right to left, all the time his finger kept brushing against the perfect little spot deep inside of him.

Jungkook's body was tensing, getting closer to orgasm. Jimin then stopped, smirking now as he remembered what Jungkook had told him last time. He moved to stand at the bottom edge of the bed, reaching forward, enjoying Jungkook's moaning and sighing. He could feel Jungkook close to coming, but he wasn't ready for that yet.

He looked down at the boy's beautiful naked form before he climbed onto the bed again, only to sit astride the teen's chest, leaning forward, his cock leveling with Jungkook's face. "Suck me, Jungkook."

The teen's lips parted as he slipped out his tongue, perfect for the glistening head of Jimin's cock to slide along into the warm, wet mouth.

Jungkook's lips closed tight around the cock head, his cheeks hollow as he sucked hard, his tongue working all kinds of magic. Jimin grasped the headboard of the bed as pure ecstasy overwhelmed him. He could let this meet its natural conclusion, his cock, throbbing, climaxing, and pumping hot cum into Jungkook's talented mouth. But he wasn't ready to come yet either.

Jungkook brought Jimin to the edge, and then Jimin pulled back, suddenly realizing that he was playing right into the boy's comfort zone. Jungkook loved sucking the cocks, he was great at it. He wanted him to fuck him, make him obey, use him, control him, but there were other ways to control the teen too, which would be even more torturous than prohibiting the teen's movements or spanking him. 

Jimin leaned forward and untied Jungkook's wrists one by one before climbing down from his body to kneel beside him. His gaze strayed at the teen's beautiful body, back and forth. The gorgeous shape of his curve, down along his legs, his taut thighs, his perfect, beautiful long legs. He lifted Jungkook up. "I think it's time you did some work."

Jungkook's face paled and the smile completely disappeared when Jimin grabbed his hips harshly, sticking the slap on them before squeezing the meat and pulling him forward so he was now sitting in the same position as he was. "M-master." Jungkook lisped, realizing that he was on top of the older man.

The fear satisfied Jimin. He felt the power, and as much as it was for Jungkook to be in real control, Jimin thought it was an opportunity to try something that crossed his mind. He pushed Jungkook ahead until his cock was filling his mouth. Jungkook let out a mewl so lewd that Jimin hummed, laughing with his mouth filled with cock. 

Jungkook screamed and begged Jimin to stop. He couldn't control himself,  feeling the game leaving his side, but when the sensations grew on him, he forgot that he was in control. He was really under Jimin's mercy now. 

Jimin continued to kiss the shaft, suck it like it was honey pot, drinking in the boy's salty cum. He loved it, he loved the taste, and he loved that his mouth was filled with a juicy bone. It was the first time, but he needed more. "I will cum," Jungkook warned and Jimin dug his nails into his back, continuing to suck until Jungkook shot out in the cavity, his thighs shaking and his body collapsing all the while his blindfold was still on. 

Jimin didn't let him fall. Instead, he guided Jungkook's hands down, easing him forward onto his elbows, his face against the sheets of the bed and his backside up as he slid away from under him, ready to slide inside.

His sheath pressed against the pert little ass and a grin spread across Jungkook's face in the oversensitivity at the same time the blindfold turned wet with pleasurable tears. 

Jimin started fucking him and he ground back. "You are so tight, baby boy. Your hole makes Master happy."

Jungkook felt Jimin slide down and then back up, with each forward stroke, he was deeper inside him. The teen's body looked incredible taking his cock. "You will come again for me."

Jungkook's eyes would have widened if they were open, but he couldn't do that. His hips continued to take the assault. He could have used the safety word too, knowing that he couldn't cum again, but he needed this, he wanted someone to tell him what to do. What would have been the point of this otherwise?

Jungkook arched his back more, poking his ass more, spreading his legs more, and grunting more. Jimin could feel his passion building. He pushed his hips ahead, so he could grind harder into him.

Jungkook's cock rocked in the air and his mouth let out a long moan. Jimin kept pushing in and out as Jungkook continued spilling. It burned, it stung, but the pain gave Jungkook a deep level of satisfaction as he kept coming until eventually, he fell forward onto the mattress.

"My turn, baby," Jimin picked the fucked-out boy and carried him, surprising Jungkook at how easily he picked him. He moved next to the window, to an armchair. Sitting down, Jimin pulled Jungkook down to his knees between his legs and removed his blindfold.

Jungkook looked up into Jimin's eyes and smiled, knowing exactly what he needed. He took the angry shaft into his hands, bowing down and sliding the glistening head between his lips. He sucked and licked it softly, moving around the bulging tip, he licked along the groove.

His open eyes looked directly into his Master's. There was that little mischievousness and a gleam that told Jimin that he was caught, that Jimin figured him out, that he knew whose game was this. It was such a hot thing that Jimin felt like he could cum rivers in the teen's mouth. The boy knew how to press his buttons, how to play with his head just little by little, how to make him feel that he was in control, and he needed it after all those weeks of making use of just his hand. Jungkook was his gift, his own to fuck and play with.

They were in a place now where the world didn't exist, just the two of them in the perfect natural high of sexual ecstasy.

Jungkook stroked the shaft and his tongue kept flicking across the head. His eyes still locked onto Jimin as the first jet of hot cum sprayed onto his lips. He pulled back his head, his hands pumping the shaft and directing the next squirt right on his face.

The final one was running down his neck and chest. He fixed his eyes on Jimin as again he sucked the man's cock into his mouth, but softly. The pleasure was almost too much, too intense, Jimin couldn't help but let out a deep guttural moan.

Jungkook finally let Jimin's cock slide from between his lips and raised his hands to him. "Tie me," he said with a cheeky smile. "Master."