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Before everyone else in the classroom had taken their leave, Yoongi states, with severity, "Seokjin, I'd like to talk to you for a moment.
Taehyung smirks and gives Seokjin a tap on his shoulder in reassurance, as he whispers, "Good luck. Better not pass out on him again.
Seokjin should have wondered how Taehyung knew, he even questioned, and was about to voice out his thoughts until Chanyeol wrapped his arm around Taehyung’s waist and led him out the room.
Jungkook would have exited first, as always, but now he was left sitting on his own chair, hungrily staring before him.
"... Do you mind if I stay, Sir?" Jungkook gulped.
Yoongi quirked an eyebrow upwards, eyeing Jungkook inquisitively.
"If you don't perceive the following happenings that is yet to happen as unpleasant,"
"I don't think I would." Jungkook proudly smirked, heavily breathing.
Yoongi simply smirked at that, as he untangled his necktie.
"My next class is after an hour. Do you think you can both finish off for that short time?"
"I-I can... join, right?" Jungkook asked, his voice evident in desperation.
"Of course, you can." Yoongi smiles to him. "You saw everything, didn't you?"
"It shouldn't matter anymore, should it?" Yoongi smirks at that.
"Strip off, will you?" Yoongi asks both of the other boys left in the room.
"Wanna wear a skirt, again?" He queries Seokjin, who simply gazed at him in confusion.
Yoongi was already holding a folded skirt in his arms, when he turned to get something on the piano.
"Hm?" Seokjin tilts his head in an adorable way, "I-I don't mind.."
"What else do you hide in there, Sir?" Jungkook smirks in amusement.
Yoongi smirked, as he placed some of the wooden school desks aside. "Go ahead and search." He plopped Seokjin on the floor. "Now, put on a show for us. Your Oppas are hungry."
Jungkook sprinted to the piano, searching for what his teacher had in store.
The boy then returns with a set of sex toys cradled in his arms.
Seokjin stares at Jungkook with wide eyes, "Um..."
"You think these can fit up his ass with our fingers?"
"Or, with our dicks, even?"
"Sir... He can't walk if that's the case."
"Then, he'll have to endure it. It's his fault for being so damn alluring and seductive in the first place."
Yoongi smirked, continuing, "Can you endure it?" He looks to Seokjin.
Said boy was gaping at the two of them, Are these guys serious? He asks himself.
"I could try..? But... Please be gentle..." He states quietly, shuddering a bit as he wears the skirt his teacher had given him.
"We will," Yoongi pauses, nodding in agreement with Jungkook. "At first,"
Yoongi moves one of the desks in the center of the room as Jungkook strewn the items embraced by his arms to a vacant tabletop of a randomly chosen desk, and strides over to the door and locks it. Don’t want that to happen again, do we?
When Jungkook turns around he sees Yoongi wrapping his hands around the younger's waist from behind and peppering his shoulder and nape with kisses, making the boy heat up.
"You're so sensitive," he chuckles, hands moving up his shirt causing the youth to gasp.
Jungkook pouts, "I'm right here, you know."
"Well, why don't you join us already." he replies, closing his eyes as he continues peppering Seokjin with kisses, fingers now on his nipples, rubbing the hardening bud and raising his shirt a bit, exposing his smooth, flat stomach.
Yoongi proceeds to lay Seokjin on the desk with his ass sticking out, he then walks over to his piano.
Jungkook, who had been quiet this whole time was now stepping over in front of Seokjin's lewd position, he started unbuckling his belt, and drops his pants, revealing the growing bulge in his gray boxers.
"Could you.. suck me?" He asks, unsure if Seokjin was going to consent.
Said boy stared at him with those innocent eyes before chuckling, "Well, of course."
Seokjin softly grabs the garter of Jungkook's boxers and pulls it down and he gapes at his size.
"So big.." he cooed, almost too softly to be heard. Seokjinmotions Jungkook to come closer and he holds his cock and licked the head.
Jungkook gasped, he was not expecting that.
He didn't even notice that Yoongi had taken his place behind Seokjin, with a lubricant and condom in hand. The older raises Seokjin's skirt and pulls down the boy's boxers, and he marvels at the sight in front of him.
Yoongi unzips his pants and strips his boxers. He lazily runs his hands onto Seokjin's inner thigh, making the boy moan—or what seems to be a moan considering Jungkook's cock was in his mouth.
Seokjin continues to suck on Jungkook's length, his lips now swollen and trails of saliva were dripping down his cheek.
Yoongi then applies a generous amount of lubricant on his fingers and inserts a digit inside Seokjin's hole, causing him to whimper high on his throat making Jungkook's hips buck.
"Fuck," he whispers as Yoongi inserts a second finger, spreading it and he imitates a scissoring motion, stretching his hole, making Seokjin moan even more. He never thought that this would actually happen to him.
Jungkook grips the back of Seokjin's head, running his fingers through his hair as he pulls him even deeper until he felt the tip of Seokjin's nose hit the skin above his cock and he groans.
At this point, Yoongi was now applying lubricant on his cock and he teases Seokjin's entrance as he whines. He then bends down and whispers something into Seokjin, his breath tickling the younger's ear.
"I'm going to put it in." he smiles.
Seokjin hummed in consent, causing vibrations to tingle Jungkook's cock, and he groaned in pleasure. Jungkook gripped on the school desk's tabletop, as he bucked his hips forward towards Seokjin's mouth.
Yoongi placed the vibrator near Seokjin's entrance, as he turns the level to the highest.
He slowly inserts it inside his hole, as Seokjin suddenly grips on Jungkook's sides and emits a muffled moan, that sent immense vibrations towards Jungkook's shaft.
Jungkook moaned loudly, as Yoongi's head snapped up. He placed a hand on Jungkook's mouth, as he shushed him.
Yoongi soon lets go and affixed his attention back to Seokjin.
Seokjin kept moaning onto Jungkook's cock, which caused the mentioned boy to moan in pleasure as well.
The vibrator often hit Seokjin's sensitive bundle of nerves dead on with accuracy, causing him to breathe heavily and whimper, he felt his legs become like jelly, and that was the same sensation for Jungkook, who held onto the desk for support, since anytime, he felt like his body was going to give up on him.
Yoongi inserted a finger, pushing the vibrator further into Seokjin. He already knew that the vibrator hit his student's prostate, so he proceeded on inserting another finger and angled both of his fingers, where he knew Seokjin's prostate would be hit with certainty.
Seokjin grips on Jungkook's hips, as he begins bobbing his head forward and backward, and Jungkook threw his head back in pleasure, his hips continuously bucking.
"O-Oh, fuck."
Yoongi reached out and pulled Jungkook's hair, as he whispered in a matter-of-factly, "Look at him, you're just wasting a good chance."
Jungkook lowered his head, and gazed at Seokjin lustfully, witnessing the lad sucking off his dick with talent. He moaned at the sight, as he almost threw his head back again but didn't have the ability to do so, since the pull on his hair was quite cruel.
"See? Don't you like seeing those perfect plump lips wrap around your cock magnificently? Can you see how deliciously beautiful he looks when doing so?"
Jungkook nodded, as he lets go of a hand that was gripping on the table top and grabbed Seokjin's hair instead, the other hand still supporting his own balance.
"Oh, God. I think I'm... O-Oh, fuck..."
Seokjin pulls away with an embarrassing pop resounding. Jungkook sighs in disappointment, as he felt his rock hard cock harden even more. He noticed that Yoongi's fingers were not pulling on his hair anymore, and instead pulling on Seokjin'sstrands.
"Not yet," Yoongi whispered, as he spanked Seokjin's cheek, that instantly reddened at the contact. "Oh, God. Your skin is so sensitive."
Jungkook, who knelt down, caught Seokjin's lips in a chaste kiss, and Jungkook tasted the pre-cum mixed with Seokjin's saliva. Seokjin moaned against the heat of their kiss, returning it hungrily and with will.
They both pulled away after Yoongi was interrupting them again. Jungkook almost growled in annoyance, he even did so internally instead, because at least Yoongi was somewhat still sharing; because no doubt, if Jungkook was in Yoongi's place, he would never share Seokjin with anyone.
Seokjin was now in a sitting position, his bare ass was settledon the desk, and Jungkook was watching intently to catch up on the next move Yoongi was about to make.
Yoongi lifted Seokjin and plopped him to the ground gently, as he pushed the desk away and squatted. Jungkook's eyes widened, as he wiped the sweat that dripped on his forehead with the back of his hand. He approaches when Yoongi motions him closer, and he's realized what they were about to attempt.
Once Jungkook and Yoongi's knees were hitting gently against each other, with Seokjin also squatting on top of them, they both watch as Seokjin lowers himself and positions his hole on the tip of Yoongi's dick. Jungkook immediately covered his cock in a condom, throwing the wrapper aside, as he hurriedly went back to his usual spot.
Yoongi sighs, when finally, Seokjin has entered him. Jungkookmoaned at the sight of Seokjin forcing himself on his teacher, it was beyond arousing and alluring.
Yoongi nods in encouragement, and Jungkook simply eyes him in inquisition. He immediately obliges and presses his chest onto Seokjin's back, his muscles slightly aching from the squatting position. He even felt himself getting feet cramps, but he didn't care whatsoever about the pain, as he was chasing for the pleasure.
Seokjin moans at the idea, as his legs quivered in arousal. Yoongi used a hand behind him to support their position. Jungkook poked his tip on Seokjin's tight hole.
"Oh my God!" Seokjin moans loudly, as Yoongi didn't manage to cover his mouth, as he was in a daze and engulfed by Seokjin'sflowery scent. Seokjin stills, the pain present, but the pleasure much more immense in amount, making it all relatively a good sensation. Maybe Seokjin began to realize that he liked it when the pain was almost unbearable. He reminded himself to mention that to Yoongi.
Yoongi and Jungkook was already inside Seokjin, but barely, since of (fucking) course, Seokjin can't take in their sizes, yet. He'll learn to adjust someday, and this was just not the day that he'll find himself doing so.
Seokjin can't prevent the sounds he's making, and neither can one of the other present men in the room suppress such sounds. They were all too dazed, too focused, and too distracted by the pleasure, that they didn't even realize that a series of knocks were already erupting loudly from outside.
Yoongi reacted to this first, as he tapped Seokjin's shoulder, and the mentioned lad opened his eyes in expectation. Yoongi feel, causing all of them to be hauled by the force.
They both pulled out gently, still cautious that they'll hurt Seokjinin any way. Seokjin's hole clenched after a few seconds, as he attempts to stand up but his ass was in too much pain.
"Oh my God, what did you do to me?" Seokjin remains limp on the floor, unable to stand.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Yoongi returned all the things they used in their activities back to where it used to be stored. He closed the piano, as he removed the condom and threw it along with the wrappers that he and Jungkook used. Jungkook also followed, throwing his condom after he had dressed into his pants and fixed his hair a little by combing his fingertips through it. He composed himself, wiping off the spit on his mouth and the sweat that he had produced for the time being.
They both helped dress Seokjin, lifting him to a desk to sit, as Jungkook and Yoongi fixed the desks and placed them to where they used to be. Yoongi sprayed cologne all over the place, as he dusts his clothes and dresses himself.
He motions Jungkook and Seokjin over, as the pair only looked at him in inquisition. Jungkook carried Seokjin, as he approached the door warily. Yoongi opened the lock and pulled the latch.
Jungkook exited through the door, as he watches other students, who were patiently in line outside, usher their way in, as Yoongi instructed. They were sending inquisitive and jealous gazes towards the pair standing out completely.
Before Yoongi went inside, he sent a wink towards the pair and went in the classroom, leaving both dumbfounded about what to do.
"J-Jungkook-Ah... T-The.. vibra... The vibrator... it's still... inside o-of.. of me... Ahh..." Seokjin buries his head on Jungkook's neck, as he whimpers in pleasure.