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Yoongi enters his bedroom and is surprised to find a dining chair in front of his bed. On top of the chair is a pile of rope. He looks over at his boyfriend who is lying on the bed with a devious smile on his face.
“What’s this, Jungkook-ah?” he asks.
Yoongi’s heart is already starting to race. Maybe Jungkook is going to let him have his way with him with the younger tied to the chair. Yoongi starts to feel warm at the thought.
“I know you enjoy fucking me while I’m tied to your bed,” says Jungkook, his eyes shining with mischief, “But I wondered if you would like it if I tied you up. Agust D certainly seems to like it. That’s where I got the idea for the chair.”
Yoongi is surprised, but arousal immediately courses through him at the suggestion. He looks at the chair, then back at Jungkook.
“We can give it a try,” he says.
Jungkook smiles, and Yoongi knows he sees through his attempt to seem nonchalant. Keeping eye contact with Yoongi, Jungkook gets up off the bed, his every movement seductive, and pulls his hyung into a kiss. Yoongi can tell from the way he kisses him that he’s in big trouble. Jungkook usually melts in his arms, giving his hyung full control and responding beautifully as Yoongi gives him pleasure, usually drawing it out until he has the younger desperate and begging to come. But now Jungkook is assertive, leading instead of being led. Although Yoongi prefers to put his own needs aside until he has thoroughly met Jungkook’s, often multiple times, he feels a thrill at the way the younger is taking charge.
Jungkook starts to undress Yoongi, doing as much as he can while maintaining their kiss which has turned open-mouthed and sloppy. Finally he pulls back so he can take off Yoongi’s shirt.
“Sit,” Jungkook instructs as he picks up the ropes.
Yoongi steps out of his pants and boxers, which were around his ankles, and sits naked in the chair. Jungkook is still fully dressed.
“Hands behind the chair, hyung.”
Yoongi obeys, and Jungkook takes a length of rope and carefully ties his hands together behind the back of the chair.
“Is that ok?” Jungkook asks.
Yoongi nods, and Jungkook proceeds to tie each of Yoongi’s ankles to a chair leg. He stands back and looks Yoongi over with a hungry expression.
“Wet already, hyung?” he asks, looking at the beads of precum leaking from his tip. “You really do like being tied up. You should have told me.”
“Hyung prefers to have you tied up, baby,” Yoongi says.
“Well, let me know if you get bored and we’ll stop,” Jungkook replies with a small knowing smile.
He pulls over another chair from a corner of the room that Yoongi had been too distracted to notice and sets it directly across from Yoongi. He stands in front of it and slowly, sensually starts removing his clothes. Yoongi stares unblinkingly and more precum leaks as Jungkook’s incredible body is bared just for him. Jungkook kicks aside his underwear, picks up a bottle of lube from the side table, and sits naked in the other chair in front of him. Yoongi’s heart beats in anticipation as the younger coats his fingers and spreads his legs wide, leaning back a bit.
Jungkook starts toying with his rim while his clean hand comes up to brush and pinch at his nipples. Soon he slips a finger inside himself and his head falls back with a moan, showing off his sexy neck and jaw line. Yoongi automatically struggles against his bonds. He desperately wants to touch the younger man. Jungkook adds a second finger, and Yoongi groans as he watches him pump them in and out of his pretty hole. If Yoongi wasn’t tied up, he would be on his knees in front of Jungkook, kissing and sucking at his thick thighs before pushing his tongue inside him to hear the pretty whimpers the younger always makes. Yoongi groans again and his cock throbs painfully.
Jungkook opens his eyes and raises his head to look at Yoongi. He smirks confidently.
“Like what you see, hyung?” he asks. “Don’t worry, I’ll get to you soon.”
Jungkook adds a third finger and continues to open himself up. Yoongi watches, entranced and intensely turned on. Finally Jungkook slides his fingers out and stands up. He slicks up Yoongi’s cock, making him hiss at the sudden contact. Jungkook tosses the lube aside, wipes off his hand, and stands astride Yoongi. With one hand lining Yoongi up and the other on Yoongi’s shoulder, he slowly lowers himself.
Yoongi moans as Jungkook sinks down onto him until he’s fully buried in that incredible tight heat. Yoongi yanks at his bonds. He has a gorgeous naked Jungkook on his lap and he can’t even touch him. Jungkook takes a few moments to adjust, then he begins to move his hips, moaning as he grinds down on Yoongi’s cock. Soon he starts using his strong thighs to lift himself up a bit before slamming back down. Yoongi feels his orgasm rapidly approaching as Jungkook bounces on his cock.
“It's too good, baby,” he says desperately. “I’m already—”
Jungkook stops bouncing, allowing Yoongi to recover some control. The younger man adjusts his angle, and this time when he drops down he takes Yoongi even deeper. He grips Yoongi’s shoulders tightly and makes the most delicious sounds of pleasure as he grinds his prostate against Yoongi's cock.
“Fuck, baby, you look so good fucking yourself on hyung’s cock,” Yoongi says, his voice deep and rough. “How does it feel, sweetheart?”
“So good, hyung!” says Jungkook, starting to bounce again like he just can’t help it.
Then suddenly he stops moving. With Yoongi’s throbbing cock buried deep inside him, he keeps his lower body still and leans down to kiss him, parting his lips almost immediately and plundering his mouth with his tongue. Yoongi realizes that Jungkook is stalling, trying to draw out the time before this is over. Yoongi smiles against his lips with a satisfied little chuckle and Jungkook pulls back.
“Hyung?”
“You really do love it, don’t you baby?” Yoongi teases.
“Love hyung’s cock,” Jungkook agrees.
He squeezes around him, and Yoongi moans. Jungkook’s hips jolt, and he goes back to bouncing, lifting up and dropping back down, hitting the sensitive spot inside himself every time.
“Hyung’s pretty cock is so perfect,” says Jungkook breathlessly as he continues to fuck himself on it. “Fills me so well. Hyung is so sexy. So hot seeing you tied up like this. Can’t stop me from riding your pretty cock until I make you come.”
“Jungkook-ah!” Yoongi moans as the pleasure builds and builds.
“Yes, hyung. Come inside me. Want to be filled with hyung’s cum.”
Jungkook’s words cause a strong surge of arousal and Yoongi’s head falls back with a desperate little whine. Jungkook rides him faster, and Yoongi can’t do anything but moan Jungkook’s name again as he brings him to the edge.
“I’m gonna—” he starts to say.
As he looks up, Jungkook slams his ass down harder, his gorgeous body moving sensually as he impales himself on Yoongi’s cock again and again, moaning deliciously. Suddenly Yoongi is coming hard, releasing deep inside Jungkook. Jungkook is only seconds behind him, moaning Yoongi’s name as he comes untouched onto his own sculpted abs.
Jungkook leans back a little with his arms around Yoongi’s neck to hold himself up, breathing heavily. Yoongi licks his lips as he watches Jungkook’s cum drip down the defined muscles of his abdomen. Jungkook coming on his own abs always drives Yoongi wild. He still can’t quite believe that he gets to see him like this. It’s the kind of thing he would fantasize about before he had any hope that Jungkook might like him back. He tries to lean forward, but he can’t.
“Kiss me, Jungkook-ah,” he says.
Jungkook smiles, looking happy and sated, and brings his lips to Yoongi’s. They kiss slowly and sweetly. The only thing keeping Yoongi from feeling totally content is the fact that he can’t hold Jungkook.
“Untie me, Kook-ah,” he says softly. “I want to touch you.”
“How about I suck on you until you’re ready to go again?” Jungkook suggests with a wicked grin.
“I’m too old for that, baby. Hyung needs more time to recover than you. Besides, my arms are getting sore.”
“Ok, old man, I’ll untie you.”
“Jungkook-ah, mind-blowing sex doesn’t give you the right to be disrespectful,” says Yoongi.
His tone is deadly serious, but inside Yoongi is amused and completely unbothered by the younger’s teasing.
“Sorry, hyung-nim,” says Jungkook with a little bow and a small smile that he can’t completely suppress.
Jungkook carefully gets off of Yoongi’s lap and unties him, then helps him to stand up.
“Are you ready to get in the shower or do you need more time to recover?” Jungkook asks teasingly.
“It’s a good thing you’re really hot, Kook-ah.”
“And you love me.”
“And I love you.”