Chapter 5: We're All Alone, Daddy
"Take it like the slut you are for me," Yoongi grunted as he fucked his son's throat mercilessly and released loads of cum in his son's throat. His release however excited his son, even as Jiminie swallowed all of his cum graciously. Yoongi thrust into his son's mouth, over and over, not holding back until he saw his son's knees wobble. He fucked him again, orgasming and releasing his cum into Jiminie's mouth one more time before he stopped.
"You're so beautiful taking all of me like that," Yoongi said, pulling out of his son's thoroughly fucked mouth. He could see drops of cum dripping down his son's cheek, mixed with saliva. Oh, his Jiminie was a pretty mess and he loved it.
"You did well today, my love. We should go home now," Yoongi said and his son whined as he lay on the cold floor like he was throwing tantrums.
The grey carpet in the dressing room looked pretty but Jiminie looked prettier laying on it, his hands on his cunt, as he fucked into himself desperately as if to tell his father that he wanted more. His throat was sore and he couldn't voice anything, and his father knew that, so the son began fucking himself, but his tiny fingers weren't doing him any justice even as he tried to fuck both his ass and into his cunt at the same time.
"You want this, Jiminie?" Yoongi asked, feeling terrible for his properly fucked son. He looked pretty as hell and fuckable but Yoongi didn't want to tire his son out. He knew it was just a matter of time before they were found and Jiminie could see his father looking at the cameras and the door.
"No one will come, Papa. My friend, Taehyung's father owns the store, and I told him of my plan to be fucked, so no one will come," Jiminie forced out desperately, his voice coming out in a whine and his father just stared at him proudly. His son had really gone over and beyond to get fucked in this store and in front of this huge mirror, huh?
"You really wanted me to fuck your brains out here, huh?" Yoongi said as he spread his son's legs wider to look at the beautiful mess he had made there.
"Yes, papa. I want you to fuck me, fill me up. I didn't want any distractions papa, please," Jiminie cried out while Yoongi looked around the room. It didn't take long before the older spotted a chair in the room, something that had evaded them in their lust for a high that they could have gotten everywhere else. Then again, this was his Jiminie's fantasy.
So, Yoongi got up, dragged the long chair that looked something like a soft bench, put it in front of the mirror, then carried his son and put him there, with his cunt open. Yoongi then grabbed one of the throw pillows and put it behind his son's waist, making sure to lift his son's ass in the perfect position. In that position, he didn't need to bend down to eat his son anymore.
"There, there, baby. Papa will give you what you want. This thick long shaft is what you want to tear through you, huh?" Yoongi mocked and Jiminie whined needily as he tried to grab his father's cock. Yoongi didn't deny his son the pleasure this time. Instead, he lined up his long shaft on his son's cunt, before thrusting in at once, earning a series of cries from his tired son.
"Please... move, daddy, please move," Jiminie begged and his father granted his request, thrusting into him like this was the last day that Yoongi would ever be seeing his son's swollen and ripe cunt.
He had missed it and as he thrust in, he couldn't help but smile at the movement of his cock that was visible on his son's abdomen, it was a beautiful sight. He loved how he was taking him, how his son was moaning his name, how his son was opening his thighs wider to be fucked shamelessly by his father despite being in a public store. Perhaps they were delirious, both of them, but then tomorrow was a Saturday and no one would be coming to work here so they would have the time of their lives, no?
"I should breed you, little cockslut," Yoongi said as he thrust into his son roughly. He could hear the chair squeak against the floor but he didn't mind. After all, his son had told him they had all the time in the world right now.
"Ngh..." Jiminie groaned and Yoongi just thrust into him harder.
"Words, sweetheart," a sweaty Yoongi said to his son, fucking him.
"Yes, Daddy, breed me," Jiminie begged, trying to control his breathing and failing erratically.
"Fuck," Yoongi groaned before pulling out of his son's cunt, only to flip the boy over and fuck his cunt from behind. He could see his son's pink hole pulsing with every thrust into his son's cunt. It was calling him, seeking him out and Yoongi wanted more this time. He wanted to fuck his son's ass, so as he thrust into his son's cunt, he made sure to fuck his ass with his fingers. Of course, it hurt a little, given they didn't have any lube, but then Yoongi didn't mind.
"This will hurt, son," Yoongi said before the thrust into his son's ass balls deep, ignoring Jiminie's cunt which was pulsing. It was all so sudden that Jiminie felt his whole body shaking.
"Ahh... It hurtss... Papa, please..." Jiminie cried out and his father grabbed his waist and pushed his cock deeper into his son's painful ass. He could see the tear on his son's ass, but he wasn't focusing on that at the moment. Jiminie had wanted pleasure and Yoongi was giving him just that.
"Take it, all of it. Grab that skirt over there and stuff it in your mouth, slut," Yoongi said, gently letting his son leave and grab the skirt. It was momentary though, because the moment Jiminie got a hold of the skirt, his father pushed his cock into his ass, again. Jiminie's cunt was dripping with his slick and his father's cum. He had orgasmed too much earlier and now; he could feel his cunt slicking up at his father's thrusts.
"Don't make a sound, baby. If you make a sound, I will stop."
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