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The bell rings signaling that it was time for the class' next period, which thankfully, was a free period.
As their instructor left, seemingly in a hurry, the class began to chatter, some were disarranging seats and moving tables, but what was more eye-catching was the small crowd gathered around a certain student.
Seokjin is a clever but usually tranquil student and both boys and girls admired him for his wit and his good looks, though, if there was one thing he couldn't handle it would definitely be social interactions.
He could do nothing but stutter out small protests at his classmates as they proceeded to dress him up.
"Seokjin will totally look good in it" Lisa exclaims, squeezing the poor boy's cheek.
"Hm... Maybe he needs a little more makeup," Seolhyun adds, shoving people away to get her kit.
"I'll do it!" Minjae volunteers as she follows Seolhyun.
Baekhyun who was also joining the commotion says "I'll get an extra uniform from the Seniors!"
"I'll get a wig from the Drama Club, also a pair of shoes and stockings." Taeyeon says as well.
In the corner of the class Taehyung observed them and he silently smirks to himself.
Seokjin then enters the classroom accompanied by Taeyeon, and a series of gasps followed.
"He's too perfect!" Lisa whines while Seolhyun and Minjae were giggling in excitement. "You know the rules Seokjin, You go girl~!" And the rest of the girls cheered him on.
While everyone was making a fuss, no one seemed to notice Taehyung as he heads towards the CCTV room.
As Seokjin knocks on the piano room, sweat runs down his foundationed visage,
"Come in" A cold voice answers and Seokjin slowly opens the door.
Yoongi turns around from his piano and eyes the young boy with astonishment "K-Kim... Seokjin?"
"A-Ah Min-nim.."
Yoongi eyes him with curiousity and blinks his eyes twice, gazing over to his piano whilst gesturing Seokjin in and the boy does.
Yoongi stands up, closing the door behind him. He remains in place. "Why are you here? More importantly... why are you crossdressing?"
Seokjin remembers Lisa's words, 'Seduce him. We'll experiment if he's gay. Fighting!' and he mentally groans.
"It actually looks good on you. Take a seat." Yoongi hungrily stares at Seokjin's ass and Jin sits down on one of the seats near the piano, folding his skirt like a girl and fidgeting a bit.
"What is it?" Yoongi quirks a thin eyebrow upwards, taking a seat on the piano stool.
"W-well"
"Well?" Yoongi asks, a bit impatiently, as he scrutinizes his beautiful student.
"....I want you to have sex with me"
Yoongi, who was recently been taking a sip on his drink, choked. "R-Right now?!"
Yoongi fidgets around in nervousness, the tension in the air perceptible to him.
Seokjin was blushing furiously and shudders at the thick atmosphere as well.
"Why not?"
Seokjin looks up at yoongi, his face flushed.
Yoongi approached Seokjin, already crouching to meet Jin's eye level. "I want you to remove everything, though," he pauses "but definitely not the skirt."
accessory and dropping it to the marbled floor gently.
"Call me Oppa, as well," He whispered huskily.
Yoongi raises Seokjin's hips, removing the thin fabric wrapped around his crotch.
"Aren't you going to help me?" Yoongi smirked, removing Seokjin's blazer. "Keep the shirt on too. I have plans."
Yoongi was chuckling at Seokjin's blushing figure. "Take the consequences for asking your kink-biased Homosexual piano teacher to have sex. This is gonna eventful."
'Lisa and the others' theories were right.' Seokjin thinks and was asking himself, 'How did he convinced Yoongi so easily?' But he hasn't had the faintest idea.
Yoongi graps Seokjin's inner thigh with a rough hand, closing the distance between his lips and Seokjin's.
Seokjin gasps before Yoongi placed his lips on him, he heats up but gives in to the kiss.
Yoongi roughly brushed his lips against Seokjin's, skillfully inserting a tongue after a few, quick pecks. His weight pushed down Seokjin on the chair.
A hand also snaked its way to a plump cheek, squeezing it firmly. "You don't know how long I've waited for this," Yoonginibbled on Seokjin's earlobe and lowered down to leave trails of love bites on his jawline . "I never knew it would come true," he paused as he looks into Seokjin's eyes once again, "And it's even you who came. Fucking fantastic,"
"W-what do you mean"
"That doesn't matter right now,"
"B-But"
"Hm?" Yoongi pauses, his hands slipping under Seokjin's shirt.
Seokjin flushes "A-Ah.. Nevermind.."
Yoongi chuckles, shaking his head. "Have I told you how alluring you are to me, right now? How gorgeous you look like?"
Yoongi gently pulls Seokjin's hair, kissing his throat. Jin flushes even harder and buries his face into Yoongis chest.
"Get on your knees,"
Seokjin positions himself in front of Yoongi's crotch, Yoongigazes down at him with an aroused expression, as he unbuttonsdown his jeans.
"To the piano, now."
Yoongi sits on the piano stool, jeans and boxers already stripped off his hips.
Seokjin gazes up at Yoongi. "Is the door locked, O-Oppa?"
Yoongi almost without resistance, traced his fingers on Seokjin'smouth, as he almost groaned at the pet name Seokjin hesitantly uttered, "I don't give a fuck. Let them see us. You look so gorgeous this way,"
"Hmm okay..." Seokjin replies leaning onto Yoongis touch.
Yoongi backs off, placing his arms on his sides, on the piano.
He smirks.
"Show me what you've got in store, baby."
Seokjin softly grabs Yoongi's member and his face heats up before he begins licking it. Swirling his tongue at the head and hands making their way to his balls to massage them.
Yoongi gasps, slightly taken aback, his hips bucking. He moans loudly, gripping on Seokjin's hair and further pushing Seokjintowards his member, in an attempt on deep-throating the mentioned boy.
"Fuck, baby,"
His other vacant arm was resting on the piano, hitting numerouskeys as it loudly produced a broken sound.
Seokjin moans onto Yoongi's dick as it moves deeper into his mouth, thankfully he didn't have much of a gag reflex which allowed him to suck deeper and he was now as hard as a rock.
Yoongi was unconsciously rocking, the patch of hair on his navel hitting Seokjin's nose in a delicious friction. He came after a few more sucks. Seokjin pulled away with a pop, a sound too embarrassingly familiar. Seokjin blushes in embarrassment and buries his face into his hands. Yoongi chuckles weakly to his adorableness, hips quivering and his cock glistening in wetness.
Yoongi carries Seokjin onto the stool, his rough hands wrapped around Seokjin's bum. "Let me prep. you,"
Yoongi lifted Seokjin's skirt up and softly moaned in sight, Seokjin furiously blushed and bit his lip that it almost bled. Yoongi lifted up the piano casing, letting out a bottle and a single wrapper.
He tears off the wrapper using his teeth, placing it aside for later. He then coats his fingers with lube, bending Seokjin over to get a better view of the throbbing hole.
"Ready, baby? Let me hear you say Oppa..."
"Yes Oppa, please f-fuck me h-hard Oppa"
"A-Ah... Fuck, yeah..."
"Fuck... it's too tight, that's just one finger," He inserts a slick digit inside Seokjin with a bit of struggle, the hole still too tight for his own liking.
"Nngh.."
He inserts another one and motions his fingers in a scissor action, getting the bottle and inserting more lube inside.
Yoongi grunts as he uses more force, slamming three fingers into Seokjin's entrance dead on, trying to search for the bundles of pleasure.
He halts, fingers still full inside Seokjin.
The said boy then whines "Oppa~"
He hesitates, but anyways inserts another finger to which Seokjin moans in response.
Yoongi chuckles breathily, removing the fingers in which it created a deliciously wet sound.
"Let's switch places,"
Seokjin was now on top of Yoongi, Seokjin's hole aligned towards Yoongi's proudly standing cock.
"I want you to pull your skirt up," Yoongi gripped onto Seokjin'ssides, balancing them both on the piano stool.
Seokjin obediently follows and raises his skirt.
"Say, do you mind fucking on the piano?" He watches Seokjin in admiration and amusement.
"H-huh.. Well not really" the younger retorts blushing.
Yoongi closed the piano casing, whist inserting on a condom around his dick, he sat on it and used the piano stool to balance their weight.
"Are you ready?" Yoongi's breath fans over Seokjin's neck.
Seokjin just made a sound which Yoongi understood as a 'Yes'
Yoongi's nails gripped on Seokjin's hips and wraps Seokjin's legs around him.
With a strong force, he pulls Seokjin and inserts his head on the hole carefully. His breath sharpens. His hips bucked upwards, causing his cock to go deeper into Seokjin's hole.
Seokjin moans in pleasure, obviously begging for more. Yoongithrusts upwards, ragged breaths continuing to exit his mouth. He slows down and waits for the boy on his lap to at least move. "Moan out Oppa, will you?"
"O-Oppa~" the younger whines with pleasure.
"A-Ahh... That's better,"
Seokjin smirks weakly before he bounces on Yoongi,who groans in arousal, also thrusting upwards. His cock throbs inside Seokjin quite relentlessly. The said boy moans loudly and what a lovely sound it was.
Seokjin realizing that he's making such noises, covers his mouth.
Yoongi smirks, gently moving away the hand that is covering Seokjin's mouth and huskily whispered, "Oppa wants to hear you,"
"Nngh Oppa~"
He thrusts upwards much more ferociously as if wanting to volume the scandalous sounds coming out from Seokjin'smouth louder.
Loud and broken moans which came from the younger boy resonated through the room, followed by a whimper "H-harder Oppa~"
"Ah..."
Yoongi uses his other free hand to hold onto the piano for support, using almost all of his strength while penetrating his cock inside Seokjin's humid hole.
"So fucking tight... Argh..."
The sound of skin slapping against each other repeatedly resounded, along with delicious wet sounds.
"M-Mo... More?" Yoongi asks stuttering, the pleasure almost too unbearable.
Seokjin just stares at the older, his eyes tired but filled with lust, before smiling slyly "Surprise me."
Yoongi gently dropped Seokjin on the ground, fucking him relentlessly.
Suddenly, Seokjin felt Yoongi hit a bundle of nerves that almost drove him insane. Yoongi paused, eyeing Seokjin.
Seokjin was a moaning mess and was panting, staring at Yoongi seductively. Yoongi hit Seokjin's prostate dead-on with accuracy. Their bodies hitting each other with delicious friction.
"Nnghaaaa~ Oppa~"
"Fuck... yeah..."
Yoongi moans, repeatedly slamming on Seokjin. He notices how Seokjin also helps him by trying his best to meet his thrust.
"Fuck... you look so beautiful like this." They both groaned out in pleasure when they hit each other with such an amazing friction.
Yoongi repeatedly slams in violently inside Seokjin, abusing his obviously, already swelling prostate. Yoongi rides out his orgasm, his thrusts slowing down when he's finally finished. Seokjin lets out a moan and goes quiet.
He stares at Seokjin's beauty.
He notices that the boy has passed out.
"Fuck!" He cursed out loud.
Lisa and Jisoo enters the piano room without permission, both of their eyes becoming wide, and deep blushes adorning their usually pale cheeks.
Jisoo rushed out of the room, her legs almost moving involuntarily.
Lisa covered her eyes, turning away and walking away slowly towards the opened door, "My virgin eyes!" she shrieks, "Fucking, shit! I don't regret anything!"
Taehyung smirked, watching the whole footage in HD in the CCTV room before turning to his companion behind him.
"Keep it down, will you, Jungkook? Stop moaning out loud, it's blending with Seokjin and Professor Yoongi's moans..."
He stays silent and Taehyung sighs, noticing the obvious bulge in the other's pants, "I swear to god, Jungkook. If you made another fucking mess, it's definitely not me cleaning it up!"
"I-I... d-didn't... F-Fuck..."
"Yeah, go fuck my ass. Impossible. Get fucking lost."
"Ah... Sorry..." Then silence, "Tae Tae, I think I'm..."
"Horny. Yes, I'm so fucking oblivious to it, It's probably be-fucking-cause you and your boyfriend haven't done it yet,"
"But, Hyungwon won't-"
"Because he's a pussy. Clearly." Taehyung sighs,"Forget about him. As you can see here, Seokjin will fulfill all of your sexual desires."
"I'm l-loyal to Hyungwon,"
"Pfft. Yeah, right." He laughs loudly, "If you're loyal to him, why were you eye-fucking Seokjin a while ago?"
Taehyung is editing out the whole footage, cropping the actualhappening and replacing it with a loopable footage; where Yoongi is simply sitting on the piano stool and practicing his chords.
"You wan't this?" Taehyung waves out a portable flash card USB, as he smirks mischievously and shifts around his chair.
"It has the footage. If you were paying attention earlier, I cropped out the footage and replaced it with another scene,
"And here I was thinking that Yoongi was definitely not gay,
"I thought wrong," Taehyung grinned widely, as he continued typing serial codes on the computer. "On second thought, it's not for free. I'm charging,"
"How much?"
"Ask that to Hyungwon. Huehue,"
Jungkook grunted. He thought he didn't deserve this.
Taehyung zooms in a certain scene being played out. "Wait, look at this, Hoe." Hyungwon was talking to a lad smaller than him in weight.
"Who's that?" Jungkook asks.
"Shin Hoseok. Class 3-B. The Soccer Club's leader, SC Representative. Hyungwon's classmate, people call him Wonho." Jungkook squinted in curiosity.
"What else do you know about him?"
"Bleh. Why should I tell you? You've been cheating on your boyfriend, you know."
"I'm not!"
"Why should you be overly possesive of your boyfriend, when you are indeed cheating on him by eye-fucking men,
"I saw you eye-fuck me once. Not cool,"
"Fuck off. I thought you were hot," Jungkook retorts.
"You still think I am," Taehyung chuckles, "Anyways, I'm selling this for about $50."
Jungkook's eyes widened in shock.
"Before you complain," Taehyung cuts him off. "It's in High Definition. The sounds are also clearly heard."
"Fucking hell,"
"Buyin' it or not? You know, I easily get sold out,"
"$50? That's too much..."
"Honey, just buy it. It's discounted on you already,"
"What's the original price?"
"$75. Is it a deal?"
"Fuck... yeah," He fishes out money from his wallet.
Taehyung smiles, his eyes glistening in the sight of money as he passes the USB Card to Jungkook hurriedly.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I have a date to go on too," Jungkookreasons out, pocketing the USB Card along with his wallet.
Taehyung was about to remind Jungkook that he had no money left, specially because of the expensive sale that he just brought, but Jungkook was already long gone, and the door was already being closed shut. 'Interesting.' Taehyung thought.
And somewhere out there you can hear Hyungwon's devastated soul because Jungkook promised him that he would pay for the food.