Destiny.

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-Jimin's POV-

Have you ever thought why some men were so bad at sex? Like they don't even know how to use their dicks?

that's what I'm questionning myself at the moment. I'm now fake moaning while that old man is fucking me with his weak penis. It's been twenty minutes and he still hasn't reached my prostate. I wonder how that probably sixty man ended fucking me.

Don't be shocked, that's how I used to get money for five years. My dad didn't find a job for him and I to live, so he decided for his fourteens old son to become a fucking prostitute and let whatever dirty man touch him and fuck him for money. When I say money I mean thousands.

It doesn't happen a lot, I mean once or twice a year. But it was very hard for me in the first years, since I was a virgin and being fucked by rough man you don't even know with BDSM is not something you want to be your first time. Hell, I wasn't even sure about my sexuality. I used to date girls back then, even if I felt attraction toward guys, I could never have the courage to talk to them. Scared of what people would say.

But I'm doing this for my dad, and for me. He used to work as a barista, but when he got fired, no one hired him. So he started drinking, thinking that it will make his pain go away. Everytime he had a problem, which was always, he would drink until he pass out. Turns out that he became an alcoholic jobless man whose son works as a prostitute for money and who, is abusing him everytime he's drunk. He doesn't even apologize after because he never was sober. I never remembered him being sober since my fiftees, always hitting me and calling me a slut.

The man grabbed my hair, so I whined in pain. He didn't even grab it like how he's supposed to.

"Ouch!" I whined as I gained a slap in my ass cheek before he got out of my hole and slammed his fist on the door.

"You are not tight! You don't deserve my dick you fucking whore." He started shouting as I rolled my eyes and let out a sigh

"I'm sorry sir if your dick is too weak to fuck me." I answered before he furrowed his eyebrows and got out of the room. I entered the shower and let water clean my body.

Jungkook. Why did he act that way? I'm sure I moved so fast on him. How can I be that stupid? He literally made it clear to me that he still isn't over his ex boyfriend and is throught a lot, and all I could do is make out with him, after finally gaining his trust. I can't believe I did that, I'm such a sexual frustrated creep. Now I'm sure he's going to try running away from me and push me away. He will feel guilty for pushing me even if I moved fast on him and will blame himself, he will hate himself more and more and everything we built together in these few weeks will all be destroyed.

Shit.

I got out of the bathroom after wrapping a towel around my waist to find my father, drunk again, looking at me with a frown on his face.

I fucked up.

"I heard you didn't please a customer, Another time." He approached me and I could see the anger in his eyes.

"Dad, I swear to god he couldn't fuck me, his ego is too high for it so he decided to blame it all on me. Trust m-"

"Since when you care about the ego you fucking slut!" He started shouting before he hit me on my naked arm