Empty (Taekook)

Part 20

Jungkook's pov

As I explain the events that took place during the incident with Jackson, the memories start to flood back into my head.

I hesitantly played the video that was displayed on my phone screen. Unfamiliar voices filled my headphones as the video played and my eyes widened.

There I was, laying on a bed with my shirt open as Jackson ran his hand up and down my chest as I squirmed and whined because of the bulge in my pants that was slowly growing by the second.

As his hand reached the top of my chest, it moved up to my neck and his thumb pressed on my Adam's apple as I gasped out, "P-Please". You could hear Jackson chuckle at what I said and see his hand move down to my pants and unbutton them.

The zipper slowly being pulled down and him tugging them down to my knees as he kneaded my boner, causing me to whimper and whine for him to hurry.

He slowly pulls down my white boxers and my dick springs out hitting his wrist. He chuckles again at my reaction and brings his index finger up to the slit and wipes up some pre-cum, only to wipe it above my belly-button and call me a dirty whore.

"Get on your knees" He demands pulling me by my hair, forcing me to kneel.

"H-hyung?" He slaps me across the face.

"Shut up slut, and suck my cock." He pulls down his pants and boxers allowing his decently sized member to spring fee. I gulp at the sight.

He thrusts his hips towards my face, forcing me to open my mouth and suck his cock.

"That's it jungkook, such a dirty little whore huh? You like this? Being used like a slut?'l" He begins to thrusts into my mouth at a quick pace.

I didn't know what was happening. Tears welded up in my eyes and I tried to pull off to tell him to stop.

He placed his hand behind my head and pushed me all the way down. Holding me there. I began to panic. Frantically trying to get off. To make it all stop.

"No no Jungkookie. We are not done yet." He smirks letting go of my hair.

I quickly pull off and move away from him.

"Please stop hyung. I don't want this" I was panting hard. Trying to control my anxiety.

"I already told you. We aren't done yet"

My phone suddenly shuts off and I hurriedly tried to turn it back on, only for the empty battery bar to show up on the screen.

I sigh as the memories continue while I tell Taehyung about the guy that I once called a friend. I wipe a tear away as I realize that I've been crying the entire time.

Tae has a look of anger and concern on his face. "Who the fuck would do that to such an innocent boy like you?" I sniffle and shake my head.

"I don't know hyung..." I whisper. "I trusted him. His jealousy got the best of him I guess" My voice is low and horse as I felt Taehyung's hand soothingly run through my hair. He gently untangles the knots as he says sweet things into my ear.

"I know it's hard, Jungkook." Tae whispers. "But please try eating more." He caresses my cheek wiping a tear with his thumb. "I'm so worried."

"I'm s-sorry hy-hyung." I say shamefully. "I don't want to worry you."

"Don't apologize." He smiles at me warmly. "It isn't your fault."

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3rd person pov