Like Crazy

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Though his cock throbbed horribly from the tight confines of his skinny jeans, Jimin made sure to read every single word of the contract before even stepping foot into the vehicle where the Chaebol was waiting for him. He was surprisingly patient and seemed to even be impressed that he was taking his time and commenting things here and there as he put his initials here and there and signed various things while also adding a few of his own edits into the equation that the bigger man didn't have a problem with at all. And when he was finally done he sent the pdf back to Namjoon, took one last look of the other men he would be entertaining tonight – all four of them – and then crawled into the backseat of the Mercedes with a smirk and lick of his plump lips. "So Namjoon," He lilted his voice higher as he carelessly threw off his shirt into the front seat, "What do you want me to do first?" He finished his words with a giggle and felt powerful as the huge man in front of him palmed his cock with a tight grip at his display.

"I can think of a few things," His deep voice did amazing things to Jimin's body as he spoke and he admittedly liked how he didn't even hesitate in getting the camera ready to film him. It was a old looking camcorder, and while it wasn't what he expected per se, he didn't comment since maybe these rich dudes had a thing for old school looking films. "I think you should be a good boy and come give me a kiss?" As he said this, Namjoon placed the camera on the dash in the front of the car by the wheel and then pulled him forward roughly by the back of his head. His fingers were rough in his hair as he crushed their lips together. There was no finesse, no tenderness, love or compassion, just pure lust and want as he easily pried his lips open and tried to stick his tongue all the way down Jimin's throat.

It was hot.

Clearly this rich dude knew what he was doing and wasn't just some desperate Chaebol looking to get off because he had no other options. No, this man knew what he was doing with his kisses. Namjoon knew damn well what he was doing with his hands as he gripped Jimin's ass firmly with one in order to make him rut against his thigh between his legs as he used the other to keep him in place and unable to escape even if he wanted to by the strands of his bubblegum hair. Loud moans were leaving his mouth without a care, cops be damned. If they were caught he was sure this man had enough money to pay them off and get them out of this scott free so that they could continue their arrangement either in the car or somewhere else. Or would he simply fuck him with them watching? That sent a thrill of heat down his spine as thick lips pulled away from his and descended towards his nipples in order to engulf them in wet heat. Namjoon was so large that he was practically swallowing in his entire pectoral as he wagged his tongue against his sensitive bud rapidly. It was like his only goal was to drive him fucking crazy to the point that he would explode from horniness.

A rough spank landed on his ass before fingers gripped it rough enough to bruise before doing it again just as Namjoon switched sides. The nipple that he had just vacated was puffy, dark, and the skin around it red with little teeth marks embedded into the skin from his sucking. Fingers then pressed in his crack above his jeans and rubbed teasingly at his hole to the point that Jimin jumped and Namjoon finally let go of his hair long enough in order to shove those fingers down his throat instead. "You're gonna use those pretty cock sucking lips of yours now baby as we show off that hole of yours to the camera." It sounded like something straight out of a bad porno and Jimin was ashamed at how hot it made him feel as the other practically tore his jeans off of him in order face his ass directly in front of the camera on all fours between the front seats to the middle seat in the back where Namjoon sat with his legs spread. He didn't give him time to think at all as he pulled his hair again and rubbed his face hard against the zipper of his junk. The Chaebol simply rutted against his cheek for a few seconds before pulling his head up and slapping him lightly before finally opening his pants and showing him just how big he actually was.