Our Little Secret

by lovcatt

Summary:

Taehyung can't resist. He's wanted Namjoon for a long time. Long before the man started dating his cousin, Jungkook. But even that fact didn't stop Taehyung from letting Namjoon in when he was already naked, alone in the bathroom, about to take a shower.

Notes:

Hi guys!!!!

Sooo, this plot came from a dream and I had to write it as soon as possible.

English isn't my first language, but I tried to work as well as possible so that this fanfic could be translated in a good way. I also had the help of a friend who is fluent in the language to correct any mistakes.

I hope you enjoy it <3

xoxo

Taehyung enters the bathroom. He takes off his pool water-soaked shorts and pushes the garment to the corner of the wall behind the door.

He looks at himself in front of the mirror. Completely unclothed. He runs his hand through his hair, trying to calm himself down, but it's impossible. He could already feel the way his breathing was changing, his chest rising and falling in that heavy way of someone who was very close to making a mistake, but was clinging to a thread of morality.

His cock is throbbing. And the sensation only increases as you slide your fingertips down his groin, close to his semi-erect member. The hairs on his body stand on end at the pleasurable touch, but it's still not enough. He needs more. And more and more and more, because nothing, absolutely nothing is enough if you're not with him

Taehyung squeezes his eyes shut tightly. His tongue moistens his mouth and he imagines that man, the way he wanted to be treated by him... He could cum just with that’s voice commanding his movements, dictating what Taehyung should do, right next to his ear... His warm breath bouncing off his cheek.

Taehyung could cum like crazy if Namjoon commanded him.

He knew it was wrong to masturbate thinking about his cousin's boyfriend. But he was there, just a few meters away, and in his defense Namjoon had teased Taehyung.

Did he really need to show up without a blouse, with that muscular chest of his on full display, and ask if Taehyung wanted to join him in the pool at dawn? Did he really need to?

Taehyung only ran there because he was desperate. Because he needed to calm his body and mind with some physical exercise. He needed to breathe away from Namjoon, because he couldn't stand to see him walking around the house for three days in a row, being all friendly, full of smiles and gentle touches. Always with a Are you all right, Taehyung? or, Do you need something?

And he hated it! He really hated it.

He hates this attitude of being a good host and a good guy. It annoys Taehyung so much because, no, he's not a good guy. And yes, he knows what he needs to improve. But it's wrong to wish for that.

His cousin seemed happy with Namjoon. And Namjoon was good for his cousin. Taehyung had never seen Jungkook smile so much before he started dating that man.

Namjoon took such good care of him. And Taehyung died inside every time he imagined himself in Jungkook's place with every public display of affection they had in front of him.

It was bizarre.

He was garbage. Awful. The worst person in the world, probably…

That's why on the third night he was visiting his cousin's house, in the early hours of the morning when it was hard to fall asleep, Taehyung put on a pair of shorts and jumped into the pool.

He needed to calm that fire inside. But the task became impossible when his motive had to appear half-naked in front of him.

Namjoon jumped into the pool. Taehyung kept a safe distance between them as they stared at each other and let their bodies relax, following the flow of the water waves.

The way Namjoon treated him when it was just the two of them drove Taehyung crazy with confusion. The conversation was always peaceful, but full of subtexts making Taehyung think that Namjoon was flirting with him.

But it could just be something in his crazy head, couldn't it? He was so horny to sit on his cousin's boyfriend's cock, his mind must have been playing tricks on him, making him imagine that his desire was reciprocated.

However, Taehyung was afraid to ask. He was afraid of getting into it and giving himself away, leaving Namjoon shocked by accusing him of wanting to cheat on his boyfriend.

That would be a damn problem. Especially if he opened his mouth to Jungkook and said that Taehyung, his beloved cousin, was teasing him, wanting to steal Namjoon away from him.

It would be a huge family mess. And Jungkook didn't deserve to suffer like that.

So Taehyung was quick to end the conversation and get out of the pool.

He grabbed a towel and walked quickly into the house while drying his body.

Jungkook was in his room already asleep. He had gone to bed earlier, claiming to have a headache.

So there Taehyung was, massaging his own cock, careful not to let his moans be heard, while masturbating in front of the mirror thinking about his cousin's boyfriend.

Every time he pressed the tip with his thumb, he squeaked. It was a pitiful scene. All he could think about was sitting on Namjoon's thick thighs and bouncing hard on his cock while his ass was split open and his flesh crushed by the man's hands.

He imagined Namjoon pulling his hair while letting him ride his cock. Eating Taehyung on all fours like a whore. Taehyung's body jerking forward so mercilessly as the man fucked him, slamming his groin hard and rhythmically against his ass. The obscene sound of their skins colliding made Taehyung open his mouth and salivate.

He imagines many scenarios with Namjoon... him spitting in his face, slapping him, sucking on his nipples, opening his ass and kissing him there, right in the middle. Taehyung imagined Namjoon like an animal in heat, fucking him non-stop against the wall.

His mind was fertile. And once he started fantasizing, it was hard to stop. His hand speeds up the movements against his cock, his moan escaping as he's close to cumming, when two discreet knocks on the door are heard and Taehyung immediately freezes.

Literally freezes.

“H-hey. It's occupied,” he says, afraid that the person outside was Jungkook.

But it's a muffled chuckle that comes through. And Taehyung knows exactly who it is.

“It's me, Taehyung. Do you need any help?”

“N-no!” He's in a hurry to say. He holds on to the sink, staring at the door with wide, apprehensive eyes. He'd forgotten to lock it. “Why? Why would I need help?”

“Well... I haven't heard the sound of the shower for a while, so I thought you might be having a problem... Are you?”

“I'm not! You can go now!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes!”

But then he watches in slow motion as the handle l turns and the door opens until the image of Namjoon appears and catches him in that deplorable state, naked and horny inside the couple's bathroom.

Taehyung rushes to push the door in his face, but it's too late. Namjoon is stronger. He forces the barrier and enters, locking the door behind him.

His eyes fall on Taehyung's fully erect member, resting on his abdomen. The red head, glistening with pre-cum. The prominent veins. His dark, swollen balls, so so heavy...

Taehyung swallows dryly. He's in a lot of trouble. He's in a lot of fucking trouble.

Namjoon lets out a chuckle, as if mocking the boy's needy state. As if witnessing Taehyung there, locked in that bathroom alone, horny, masturbating and imagining someone with him, was an image to be pitied.

“So... don't tell me you were touching yourself in the bathroom of your cousin's house, Taehyung. In the bathroom that everyone uses? Tsc, tsc, tsc.” He takes two steps forward, shaking his head in disapproval. His tall, broad build would frighten anyone. “That's not nice. Looks like your parents didn't teach you any manners.”

“I-I…”

Taehyung stumbles backwards, his legs wobbly. Namjoon follows him until he's corner against the glass wall that leads to the shower area.

“You didn't think anyone could hear you, you silly?”

“I wasn't going to do that.”

“Oh, you weren't?” Namjoon comes closer. Close enough for Taehyung to feel all the heat radiating from that man's body. “I don't like it when someone lie to me.”

He fills his hand with Taehyung's balls, who startles at the sudden contact and can't hold back a moan. He stands on his tiptoes and seeks support from Namjoon's shoulders, as the man squeezes his balls and begins to massage them.

“Who were you thinking of, huh? Tell me.”

“I-I…” Taehyung gulps. He looks down and sees that Namjoon is also excited. His cock is marked on the fabric of his wet black shorts, the ones he wore when they were in the pool. “Namjoon-ah...”

He whimpers, as the grip on his balls tightens, his cock wetting with more pre-cum. He want to touch himself and cum right away. That's all.

“Answer me. Tell me who made you like this, so hot, all sly, wanting a cock up your ass? Tell me, Taehyung, who did it?”

Taehyung gasp. His forehead and abdomen glistened with sweat just from that voice, and that little contact.

“You,” he groans.

Taehyung sends a big “fuck you” to everything. To decency. To his family, to his cousin... fuck all that!!

He doesn't even think about Jungkook anymore and how deeply he can hurt the other boy's feelings and break his trust.

Taehyung is selfish enough. All he can think about right now is Namjoon. Of Namjoon matching him and giving him what he so desperately needs and deliberately dreams of: being fucked in that bathroom and having to moan quietly so his cousin doesn't hear.

“You. You provoked it in me. I was thinking about you.”

Namjoon smiles. His tongue moistening his lips in appreciation of that answer. The hand that was previously on Taehyung's balls moves up to his waist and the other he uses to pull hard on the hair at the back of the boy's neck and make him face him.

“You're worthless, aren't you?” He presses Taehyung's body against his, their intimacies rubbing together. “You sound like a puppy.”

And Taehyung groans at the new nickname. He is a puppy. A puppy who is already rolling around on his owner's cock, wetting his shorts with his pre-cum, begging him to fuck him and satisfy his desires.

“I am... I am…” He whimpers.

“And what can I do to help, my puppy ?”

Taehyung immediately reaches into his shorts and pulls out Namjoon's cock.

“Oh, so that's what he wants? Is that the toy my puppy's been looking for? Do you want it in your mouth, baby? Huh?”

“Yes. Yes, I want it!” Taehyung nods his head frantically. His mouth was half open, his pink tongue already collecting saliva.

“So, come here.” Namjoon gently pulls Taehyung by the hand, detaching the boy's back from the cold glass wall and placing him between his legs. “Come here and let's see if you can take it all without crying.”

Namjoon gently pulls Taehyung by the hand, detaching the boy's back from the cold glass wall and gluing him upright between his legs. Namjoon leans on the sink furniture and pushes Taehyung's head down so that he kneels and his face is close to his horny member.

It’s big and full of thick veins.

Taehyung is quick to pull Namjoon’s shorts down his legs and get rid of that last piece of clothing.

He acts hungry. He grabs Namjoon’s member by the base and desperately opens his mouth.

“No, no, no,” Namjoon scolds him, holding him by the hair. “Not like that, puppy. Daddy's in charge of you. If you want cock, daddy will give it to you. But you have to behave to receive it. All right?”

Taehyung nods. Hands tucked between her thighs. Eyes shining with expectation, waiting for the next command.

“Imagine if Jungkook wakes up with your noises, huh?”

“I'll be quiet, I promise.”

And then he's quick to grab the tip of Namjoon's cock head with his mouth again, only to be intercepted on the way. Namjoon grabs him by the cheeks. A pout forms on his lips.

Taehyung cries in frustration.

“You don't seem to be very good at telling the truth, do you? I think I need to train my puppy. He's being so bratty, and I don’t like that.”

Namjoon strokes Taehyung's cheek, before grabbing the base of his own cock and guiding it to his puppy's tongue. At a slow pace, making the muscle wet with his arousal.

Taehyung rolls his eyes as he kneels, completely submissively. He wants to, he longs to choke on that cock for so long. He won't fail now with your daddy.

“Imagine if Jungkook shows up here…”, he starts talking, holding Taehyung's face to slowly introduce his entire member into the boy's mouth. “Imagine if Jungkook finds out he has a cousin who acts like a bitch and is dying to get off on his boyfriend's cock, huh?” Namjoon shoves in more and more, not caring about Taehyung's choking or the tears running down his cheeks. “Imagine if Jungkook catches you like this, all wet, crying because you're dying to suck a committed guy's dick.”

He pushes the rest of his member in one thrust and holds the back of Taehyung’s head firmly , so that his face remains glued to his groin.

He lets out a hoarse moan of satisfaction that pleases Taehyung very much.

“It's pathetic, Taehyung. It's so, so pathetic... You know that?” Namjoon strokes his hair, telling him how well he's swallowing him up.

Namjoon pulses inside his hot, wet cavity. Saliva drips from the corners of Taehyung's mouth. His eyes are watery from the difficulty of breathing. But he relaxes his jaw as much as he can, and now he’s getting ready to suck his owner's cock hungrily.

“That's it... Argh!... That's it, baby, fuck! Damn it, just like that, just like that. Keep it up. Suck your daddy like that, baby.” Namjoon squeaks, while helping Taehyung move back and forth. “It's nice, isn't it? It's a good toy for you?”

“Mmhmmmm.” Taehyung speeds up his movements, the choking becoming more and more constant, but he doesn't want to stop until he has Namjoon spurting cum into his mouth.

“You can't even talk.” Namjoon mocks him.

Taehyung takes his cock out of his mouth, gasping. He starts to jerk Namjoon off, his hand speeding up the movements right in front of his own face.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey. Not like that.”

Namjoon takes control of the situation. He grabs his member by the base and starts hitting Taehyung's cheek with it.

“You have to tell your daddy where his little whore wants his cock.”

Taehyung rolls his eyes, rubbing up against it wanting more. He waits with his mouth open for Namjoon to stick his penis in again.

“Say it, puppy. Say it to me.”

Taehyung sticks out his tongue and licks the tip leaking pre-cum. And he responds in the most lascivious, naughtiest and most innocent way possible:

“In my ass, daddy. Put it in my ass.”

“In your ass, baby? Is the puppy going to hump his daddy good? You have to earn it. That's the only way I'll be good to you.”

“Yeah, I will, daddy. I'll be the best for you. I swear!”

“Better than your cousin?”

Taehyung nods without blinking.

“Can you make me forget him?”

“Yeah! Yeah, I can,” Taehyung assures him

But Namjoon didn't seem convinced.

“Tsc, tsc, tsc... I don't know…” He scratched his chin. “You'll have to prove you're tighter than Jungkook. And that little hole of his gives me a hell of a lot of trouble to widen. It's hard for him to take me whole. I have to be very, very patient with him so I don't break him in half. He's such a fragile boy, so sensitive…”

“But you can do whatever you want with me, daddy, I can handle it. I'm the best, you'll see.”

“Are you, baby?” Is it a baby? - Namjoon lifts Taehyung by the arms and walks backwards until he sits on the toilet and straddles Taehyung's lap. His ass pressing against his hard member. “And even though you're so tight, do you think you can take your daddy's cock pounding deep inside you?”

“Mhm-hm.! Yes, I can.”

“Show me, then… I want to see this.”

 

Taehyung spits on his fingers and takes them back. He closes his eyes in delight as he begins to playfully massage his hole.

"Not like that, baby. That way Daddy won't see you playing. Turn on your back."

And Taehyung obeys. He exposes himself completely. He sits on Namjoon, feathers open, back tilted.

Namjoon moans, hoarse like an animal at the sight of Taehyung all open like that.

He grips one of his buttocks tightly, to get an even better view of the little hole swallowing his saliva-filled fingers.

"Here, Daddy, stick it in here." Taehyun asks needily. "This is where I want your cock, Daddy, please."

"My puppy is so needy. So needy for Daddy. How long has she wanted him, huh? How long has she been imagining herself humping him, moaning like a little whore?"

"Daddyyy..." Taehyung whimpers when Namjoon removes his fingers and interrupts his little game.

He masturbates quickly. His cock is hard and throbbing, wanting to come.

He spreads lubrication all over his member before positioning the glans in his little boy's hole

"Calm down, baby, Daddy's here now.” And he inserted the head.

Taehyung moans and pulls out slowly, swallowing Namjoon whole until he's sitting on his groin.

It's impossible not to moan in drag.

“Shhh, shhh.” Namjoon covers his mouth with his big hand. “No, not like that. If you make a sound, your cousin will wake up, and you don't want him to find out about us, do you?”

“ No... No, I don't.”

“No, you don't. Then ride it quietly, but don't stop moaning softly to me. Daddy likes to hear you all sly.”

“I will, Daddy.”

He starts rolling around in circles, slowly. His hands rest on the wall in front of him.

His cock is completely inside, throbbing in the warmth of the inner walls, pulsing strongly as Taehyung squeezes, wanting to suck more.

That's how Namjoon started thrusting, without pulling out. Hard and deep.

The sight makes Namjoon squeeze his puppy's thighs tightly and a hoarse moan comes out.

Taehyung begins to playfully thrust his hips backwards, rubbing against him in a way that helps massage his balls.

Taehyung leans on the wall in front of him to increase the rhythm. Namjoon is on the verge of going crazy. Completely losing functional brain activity. All he can do is moan at the sight of that ass, the way the flesh jiggles every time it hits his groin.

In a flash of conscience, he turns on the faucet and turns on the shower to drown out Taehyung's moans as she pushes her ass hard against his cock, bouncing hard in a frantic rhythm. The noise they make, the impact of skin against skin, of Taehyung's ass cheeks against his balls, is a maddening sound.

Namjoon grabs the puppy by the scruff of the neck to make him sit still. And makes him swallow his fingers

When Taehyung's back begins to ache, he adjusts his posture and desperately bounces on his daddy's lap. Not much coming out. Because he was a hungry little boy. He wants everything. Everything he can hold inside, with his eyes closed.

Namjoon takes him by the nape and makes him bury his head on one of his shoulders. Taehyung's moans intensify. He's desperate to get there, but only succeeds when Namjoon helps him masturbate.

Taehyung comes, leaning forward, his hands flat on the white tiled wall, his mouth open with a trickle of saliva. He stays there, still sitting on his daddy's lap, his forehead resting on his arms until his breathing returns to normal.

Namjoon kisses his sweaty neck, massages his sore hips, strokes his way up to Taehyung's waist and ends up running a warm hand down his back. All to help him calm down and feel less pain.

“This is going to be our little secret, okay, baby?”

And then he kisses behind Taehyung's ear to seal the deal.

“Next time, Daddy's going to mount you and fill your tight little ass with cum.”

“Okay, I want it all. Just don't forget me, please. I want you so much…”

“And you have me, baby.”Namjoon kisses him, sucking on his lips. “Just don't let your cousin find out about us”.

Notes:

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