Therapy | Jinmin ✔️

Seventeen

Jin looks at Jimin hard member before him and then up at Jimin. "I- I am not good at this, can w-we skip this."

Jimin chuckled and leaned forward, gripping Jin's chin and pulling him forward, "let me be the judge of that. Stop trying to ruin the mood and get to work." he whispered coldly to Jin and ran his finger across his lips before releasing his hold on him.

Jin's heart was beating fast, ever since he met Jimin, his life seemed to get more and more complicated. He never knew that passing of his husband would have led him to have this kind of life, he felt like he had become nothing, but Jimin's bitch.

He swallowed and shook off the feeling he had and placed his hand around Jimin's shaft. "Don't get any idea and bite me either, cause you won't like it if I do it back to you."

Jin rolled his eyes and didn't look up at Jimin. If he didn't have his daughter in the home or pregnant, that would've certainly been something he would do to him.

He closed his eyes and slowly started stroking Jimin's cock; Jimin leaned back in the chair, his eyes on Jin, enjoying the feel of him stroking his cock. Jin looked at Jimin's cock as he stroked it, before leaning in and licking all the way from the bottom to the tip.

Jimin's eyes widen, and he relaxed his body, "do that again, but look at me as you make your way up, and slowly."

Jin suppressed his urge to squeeze Jimin's member, he continued what he was doing refusing to look up at Jimin. He repeated this several times, angering Jimin that he wasn't looking at him, but Jimin didn't want him to stop what he was doing either, so he let it go.

After another lick, Jin's circled the head of Jimin's cock with his tongue, wrapping his lips around the tip and looked up at Jimin slowly as his tongue pressed into the slit of Jimin's cock tasting his pre-cum.

Jimin licked his lips and breathes out. Looking up at him, Jin slowly started making his way down on Jimin's cock. Halfway down, he made his way back up, using his lips to hug Jimin's cock. The inside of his soft lips giving Jimin a much desire pleasure he was seeking.

He did this repeatedly, his eyes never leaving Jimin's; he was beginning to feel immensely turned out by how Jimin was looking at him. While Jimin wasn't reacting or saying anything, his look of lust was everything to let Jin know he was doing well, which he didn't doubt.

As he moves his mouth down onto Jimin, going farther down each time, Jimin closed his eyes and rest his head onto the door. He was feeling overcome with pleasure, he needed this daily.

"Fuuck!" he moaned and look down at Jin, who began to bob his head up and down, increasing his speed. Jimin gripped his hand into Jin's hair, pushing his head lower, making Jin gag as he hit the back of his throat. This didn't stop Jimin though, he continued helping Jin to bob his head up and down, loving the choking sound Jin made.

He releases his hold on Jin, allowing him a minute to take in some air, before guiding him back down. Jin gripped onto Jimin's tight for support as he worked his head, his jaws becoming tired and achy as it had been a while since he been in such a position.

After a few more bobs up and down, Jimin couldn't hold back anymore, and he pushed Jin's head down, shooting his cum right into his throat. Jin pulled back a bit, not expecting it, and cum started running down Jimin's cock. He let go of Jin's head completely, allowing him to finish sucking up the cum that had dripped down his cock and cleaning him off with his mouth.

When finished, he sat back on his knees and looked up at Jimin, licking off his lips. Jimin sat up and looked at him, "with more practice, I think you can get better at this, but not bad."

Jin rolled his eyes and got up from the floor, he wished he had stored the cum in his mouth to spit it at the arrogant fool before him.

While turning to walk away to the bathroom to wash up his mouth, he jumped from a slap on his ass, "get over here." Jimin said as he turned Jin to face him, he was standing up and looking at Jin.

"I want you on your knees on this chair, facing the door." he pushes Jin towards the door, and Jin turned around to protest but earned himself another slap on his ass, "you have been doing really good, don't fuck it up now."

Jin clenched his jaw and did as he was told, kneeling down onto the chair, his back towards Jimin as he faces his bedroom door. His eyes widen when his left hand is cuffed to the back of the chair.

"A-are you cra-" his words were cut off as his mouth hung open after his right hand got cuffed too. "I-is this necessary?"

Jin didn't get a response from Jimin; instead, he jolted forward as he felt Jimin's finger probe against his hole. He clenched his fingers around the bars at the back of the chair and leaned forward, giving Jimin much better access to ass.

Jimin's fingers toyed around Jin's hole, never entering him before he disappeared from behind him. Jin looked over his shoulder to get a view of what the sicko was up to, to see him squeezing lube onto his cock.

Jimin stroked himself and winked at Jin before walking back over to him and slapping him on his ass, pushing his thumb into Jin's hole, making Jin moan. He kept his finger still and stroked himself, lathering the lube all over his cock.

He removed his thumb from Jin's hole and gripped his cheeks, spreading them apart as he pushed his tip into Jin. Jin braced forward, and Jimin pulled him back by his hips. Jin cried out and tried covering his mouth, forgetting his hands were restrained.

His head leaned backward, and he breathes out, slowly trying to adjust to Jimin's member.

Jimin released Jin's hips and leaned forward, pressing his hands against the door for support as he thrust into him. Jin rests his head against the chair, as the feeling became more pleasurable, he bites into his lips to suppressed his loud moans.

Jimin was enjoying Jin's determination to stay quiet, which he found as a challenged and picked up his speed, pounding intentionally against his prostate, "ahhh," Jin screamed out, and his mouth hung open.

Leanin down towards Jin, Jimin pressed their body closer, and turned Jin's face, kissing him roughly as he continues thrusting in and out of him.

Needing a change, Jimin pulls out of Jin, and got the keys for the handcuffs, and uncuffed Jin's hand from the chair. Before Jin had a moment to process, Jimin picked him up and sat down onto the chair, guiding Jin over his member and pushing halfway into him.

Jin gripped onto Jimin's arms for support as he tried settling comfortably down onto him.

"Ride me," Jimin said while rocking Jin's hips against him.

Jin moved his hands to Jimin's shoulder and slowly started rocking back and forth, picking up speed as the feeling of Jimin buried inside him began to feel more pleasurable.

Jimin took Jin's member into his hand and started stroking it hard and fast. A knot formed into Jin's stomach, and shortly after that, he came into Jimin's hand.

His body falls onto Jimin as it shuttered with orgasm. Jimin releases his hold on Jin's member and reach around his ass and started rocking him back and forth on his cock. Jin coming down from his high sat back up and grind his waist, rolling hard and fast with Jimin's assistance.

Jimin held Jin firm into place as his cum shoots out of his cock into him.

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A/N: Hoping you were able to visualize that, if not, I feel bad.