The stripper club Delirium was one of the bests clubs with amazing strippers and one of the bests was Park Jimin. He was their flower, the most beautiful and the most expensive one. To have a lap dance from him it would cost your life to see his maj...
Namjoon was devastated, he was never home long enough to play with Jimin and when even Yoongi, who is always traveling to resolve their company business, had a go with the younger he got very upset.
As a kid when they can't play with their toys they just got, he was ready to throw a tantrum just like one.
He worked hard those months, doing everything he could to take a day off with the beauty he has at home. The others would tease about how long has it been since Jimin started living with them and he all he had till now was a peck at his cheeks.
Plus, the guys were assholes. Always sending their group of messages, that was supposed to be related to work, pictures of a wrecked Jimin. Such bad days with a painful hard cock in his pants and sad masturbation times.
But, all that are distant memories and now he was glad to be finally home. Namjoon looks around for Jimin, trying to find his cute baby, yet nothing.
Till he hears some noises coming from the boy's room. Namjoon isn't stupid, he knows what those sweet sounds mean, and he can't deny how hot its to hear it like this and not through a phone.
The tall man knocks on the door, cause manners, and waits for the inside to answer. A muffled and brief 'yes' could be heard between the broke moan and whimpers.
- Jimin, baby, I'm opening the door. - Namjoon didn't waste time and closed the door quickly as he opened it. After all, he was in his limits.
The sight of Jimin on his back with legs opens using stockings while fucking himself with a dildo was an image that would be on Namjoon's mind forever.
- fuck, babe, look at you. So pretty and needy for me. - namjoon licked his lips, eyes wide and mouth drooling over the vixen on the bed. - were you waiting for me, little one?
Jimin whines, his eyes focused on the big bad man that was with his back pressed against the door like he could fall in his knees if he didn't. The poor stripper was losing it, he wanted Namjoon to wreck him till he forgets his own name and all that was in his head is the older's cock.
Namjoon smirks and sits at and of the bed, his gaze on the dildo going in and out of the boy's red hole from the stimulation of the toy.
- beg for it, baby. Beg for my cock. - and jimin begged for it like a mad man. The taller granted his wish, he grabs the smaller hand and throws away the dildo - looks at you, so loose already. How many fingers did you put in?
A meek "four" leaves the boy's plump lips as namjoon invades with two fingers. Seeing that the stripper was stretched out enough, he pulls out his strained cock out from his pants - baby, do you want to feel me bare or want me to use a condom?
- I want to feel you, please! I want your dick inside of me without anything separating - jimin mumbles.
Namjoon obeys his baby, fucking him deep in the mattress, he was rough just like he wanted. Sloppy kisses, bruises being made, teeth clashed and skins slapping against each other. It was messy, but Jimin wanted it that way.
The vixen swears as the other grabs his leg and put on top of his shoulder, giving him a new angle to fuck deeper into his hole and hitting his sweet spot. Namjoon knew what he was doing and seeing the later hazy eyes as he keeps hitting that spot of his, hands marking his arms and gripping the sheets. He was beautiful like this in the taller's eyes.
They went like this all day long, only stopping for food and taking a piss. Both of them wanted more and more to feel each other on every surface of the house.
Jimin loved the way he kissed his head every time they would finish around, asking if he was okay and if he wanted anything. Loved the way his gigantic hands groped his ass and spanked it. Loved the way his cock could make him cum with only a few minutes and how made him feel so full. Jimin loved everything on this man.
And for him to say such a big boy word it means that those men are crawling on his cold heart in a way that he wasn't prepared, but he was going to accept it and deal with it like the big boy he was.
Oh, how fucked he was and the sad part is that he knew that.
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NOTE
Hello, fellow people who want to skin me alive, after so long I have decided to update this book since it's almost the end. Plus, it seems like wattpad deleted my one-shot book. I had four stuff ready there and now it's gone (two were requests). It's not even unpublished, it just vanished for some reason that I still don't know why.
Anyway, I don't think I can get it back and I'm so fucking sorry for those who requested and were waiting for it.
