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Jungkook told Jimin to stay in the chair next to him. He walked in and greeted the CEO and main Principal Yoongi, who is the head of Jimin's private school.
Jimin sat in his chair as his legs dangled and his head was bowed, not wanting to look at the adults who were tensed up at the result of this meeting.
Jungkook was set for his promotion at work today, a generous raise, and a flexible work schedule. All being questioned since Min Yoongi wanted him in the office for an emergency regarding his son.
After everyone proceeded to tip-toe around the subject, Jungkook needed to set some things straight.
"So, let me get this straight." Jungkook paused scoffing and chuckling at the idea of what Min Yoongi wants to offer.
"You're saying you want to suspend Jimin from school just because of behavior you believe is indecent?" Jungkook was also in shock. He wasn't gonna let the school get away with making Jimin feel like a bad person.
This all started because Jimin's teacher found him in the bathroom for a long time, heard some soft moaning, and opened Jimin's stall to him carelessly playing with his little cunnie.
From the visual, Jimin barely understood how to play with himself in that way. He only knew how to do it with his Daddy or a stuffed animal. He didn't think his teacher would have walked in and seen him but also invaded his privacy.
"Well, yes, Jungkook. We do not feel this school is the best option to let Jimin know he can't do that type of behavior here." Yoongi stood on his word.
"But a teacher has the right to neglect a child's agency and look inside a stall? It's not like Jimin was messing with other children." Jungkook stated his point and continued. "He was simply curious about his own body. Is that a crime?"
Yoongi didn't falter his reasoning but Jimin's father sure did have a point.
And Yoongi isn't sure nor too educated other than his very backward ideas of conformed child behavior. That's atleast two big reasons Jungkook made so far. The teacher's lack of insight and Jimin's curiosity.
Yoongi wasn't sure how to respond, but it's okay. Jungkook got dragged out of work for this and wanted to make his points very clear.
"Regardless of Jimin being in his bathroom stall, a child's curiosity isn't deviant nor is it harming anyone when he was simply figuring out his body at a growing age."
"With all due respect, Jungkook, your son is only a first-grader. The likelihood of his behavior didn't seem child-like or child-appropriate, even if he didn't harm a child. This sort of thing could escalate." Yoongi paused as he sweated. A bunch of nothing to Jungkook that effortlessly feels like a bullshit excuse.
"For our school, we have to set an example."
"Does the example include telling the other kids what Jimin did? Hmm?" Jungkook asked and Yoongi was confused.
Jungkook knew he should have reinforced Jimin's knowledge to not do any kind of behavior at school. That no touching was between them but his point still stands.
"Speaking of examples, let's talk about the 2nd grader early this year. Kim Namjoon was caught inappropriately misbehaving with the girls in his class. The school assumed it was just "boys being boys?"
Yoongi started scoffing and lying. "I don't see what that has to do with anything."
"He was caught touching their private areas and using foul language. You decided to keep that little asshole here for the remainder of the school year with zero suspension but you want to suspend my kid? Absolutely, not!"
Jungkook made his case; however, he knew the Kim Namjoon situation wasn't a light one. The way CPS was called to his parents, and they found no reason to separate the family. But at some point, can a school decide who they want to keep or stay? Was it all because little Kim Namjoon had the potential to skip a few grades due to being intelligent, despite bad behavior? Just another reason to be unfair about this ordeal.
Jungkook slid the suspension papers away from Yoongi's side of the table and collected them. He tore them up into shreds and let Yoongi handle the ridiculous claims in his imagination.
Jimin lifted his head seeing his father assertively rip those papers, and got scared. He briefly passed contact with principal Yoongi who wasn't going to argue his case now.
As Father and Son get out of their chairs to collect Jimin's things, he turns back to Min Yoongi who doesn't showcase a frontal display back to them.
"Unless you want to get sued, Jimin will be back to school next week. However, I will make sure he doesn't showcase this behavior again." Jungkook said with a grip on Jimin's arm as he looked down at his son.
Jimin tears up at how much he has made his Father very angry despite the ultimate defense.
"Daddy, I'm sorry," Jimin says as they get into the driveway of the home. He was so scared, and Jungkook didn't want to make Jimin sad but a lesson to learn.
Silence. Until he heard Jimin begin to cry.
"Hey, Jimin. We just need to talk through this, okay? You just can't do that behavior at school." Jungkook stated while lifting Jimin's head by his chin.
Jimin nodded, but Jungkook needed words.
"You can't do that behavior at school, or you won't ever see me again. Do you understand? I mean it Jimin."
"Yes, Daddy. I understand." Jimin talks with him through his crying.
Jungkook sighed at what a morning this had been. Thankfully it's Friday, and maybe enough time to get back to work. He sends someone a text message and waits for a response. In the meantime, Jimin needed to say something.
Jungkook unbuckles Jimin's seatbelt and lets him sit on his lap in the driver's seat. Jimin does that little thing where he plays with his Father's clothes being too nervous to look at him.
"You were feeling hot down there this morning, weren't you Jimin?"
Jimin nodded as a yes.
"And you went to the bathroom to get your big relief, correct Jimin?"
Jimin nodded again.
"Hey, listen." Jungkook cups his little pudgy cheeks to look into his big eyes. "As for your punishment, we won't be playing this weekend." Jungkook heard Jimin take a big breath.
"But, when your punishment is over, perhaps I will make it a Father and Son plan to have play time before school?"
Jimin's whole world lit up. "Really Daddy?"
"Yes. Maybe we can do that without Mommy catching us."
Jungkook kissed his baby on the forehead and proceeded to unlock the car door.
"We are gonna go inside and get you some toys and clothes for the weekend baby."
"Where are we going, Daddy?"
"You're gonna go visit your Uncle Hoseok," Jungkook stated. It's not entirely what he truly wants to do but there's no other choice.
Jungkook pinched the bridge of his nose. The amount of stress today was enough to make his head spin. Calling Hoseok wasn't making it smoother. It's not the situation to be in, but he has to get back to work.
Hoseok was enjoying hearing Jungkook's explanations he gave to that principal. Typing away on his laptop while simultaneously listening to Jungkook's case. But mostly, he's just in awe that Jimin would know how to do that type of activity at such an age.
"It's technically a serious thing I don't need my wife to know," Jungkook said as Hoseok was gonna try and keep his honest composure.
"Lie to your wife about something innocent?" Hoseok felt confused. He primarily agreed Jimin is a growing boy who's just exploring, but he's not even near puberty.
Jimin was innocent.
Jungkook wasn't.
"I got this new promotion, I have to get back to the office. I should handle it myself..."
It was typical of Hoseok to pick at his brother. They don't see each other often. Jungkook would purposely not get entirely too close to anyone. Sometimes, Hoseok is surprised he's even married. But, this was the first time, in a long time, Hoseok could feel Jungkook's sense of anguish. Hoseok also sensed a lot of things didn't add up.
"If you can tell the principal it's innocent behavior don't you think your wife would understand—"
Jungkook cut him off irritated.
"I have to get a lecture from you? You're older than me, but you're not a parent!!"
"Unless you're guilty of something, being a parent doesn't absolve this type of concern," Hoseok added calmly.
Jungkook gritted his teeth because he didn't want to hear the feedback from his hyung right now. He's not even worried Jimin would tell anyone but it still didn't look good in overview.
"I'm just stating the logic here. My nephew isn't near puberty, and well...." Hoseok tried to figure out a way to say it gently. "You don't just let other random adults near him, do you?"
"No. He's usually with me and only me." Jungkook needed to take a breath. Perhaps just calm down about it.
"That could check out some things," Hoseok added. "There's still other factors at play."
"What the fuck does that mean?"
"Oh, I don't know...." Hoseok spoke sarcastically. "Porn on the laptop, a magazine, and if you're letting Jimin use your cell phone."
"Look, he's coming over, and that's the end of it. And don't pry Jimin with questions about it." Jungkook stated as he was grabbing Jimin's backpack.
"I won't pry anyone. Unless you have something to hide Jungkook." Hoseok stated while smiling in his office chair. He heard the click and that was the end of the conversation.
As for Jungkook, he got everything in the car and he contemplated as he stared at the garage and the foggy lane of the driveway. He was dazed feeling Jimin yank on his arm.
"Dad, am I still going to Uncle's house?" Jimin stated that got Jungkook to snap out of it.
"Yeah, sure Jimin. But let's have a quick talk. Daddy needs you on your best behavior this weekend, okay?"
Jimin was a good boy, he had to feel deep down he could trust his brother.
A few hours went by and Jimin was well acquainted with Hoseok's house. It's been a while since he saw his Uncle, but Hoseok kept a lot of toys and goodies for Jimin just in case.
He had time to take a break from his work-from-home designer job and check in on Jimin.
Jimin was normally quiet and pouty today. He promised Jimin maybe they'll get pizza and watch some Disney movies later. Popcorn, candy, the entire epitome of a fun Friday as a kid.
"Is little Minnie doing okay? You're getting so big!" Hoseok smiled and Jimin was a bit shy until Hoseok started tickling his belly. He walked in to see Jimin play with crayons and his eyes, were a little puffy. Looking deeper past the laughter.
"Will we watch movies soon?" Jimin asked as his voice started to calm.
"I won't be long. I am coming to check on you while I take a break."
Jimin got quiet as he sat on the bed. Hoseok questioned why Jimin was suddenly mundane but he wasn't gonna leave Jimin feeling down. He kneeled in front of Jimin who was sitting there with his head bowed down.
"Hey. Aren't you glad to be out of school?" Hoseok asked and Jimin's eyes swirled elsewhere other than to look at the adult.
"I know you got in trouble today, but it can't be that bad. Can it?"
The tears Jimin had today. Creeping up as Hoseok brought his hands to wipe them away.
"I think I made Mr. Yoongi and Daddy very upset." Jimin tried to talk with stutters and tears, in the midst of Hoseok's chuckling.
"Will Daddy go to jail?" Jimin said as he was shockingly crying more, and Hoseok was worried. Where exactly did he get this idea?
He may have been a kid but gestures to adults, made the tone in their voices, and the energy of stress is something kids can pick up on. He figured he was a bad boy.
"Jimin, why would you say that? Is your Daddy a criminal? A bank robber?"
"No, but he told me...."
"Well, what did he tell you?" Hoseok asked and Jimin slowly calmed down. Jimin felt his heart pound and explicitly knew he couldn't express what he felt but Hosoek was his Uncle. Even if Daddy told him in the car he shouldn't speak a lick of what they do to their Uncle, he just doesn't understand.
A ball of emotions for Jimin today. It wasn't going by very well.
"He said I could go to jail for touching myself too..." Jimin said sniffling and Hoseok's eyes widened. Jimin just wanted to sleep and not think about feeling scared. Hoseok rubbed his little knees and began sitting on the bed rubbing Jimin's back.
"Your Dad loves you. More than anything in the world Jimin." Hoseok tried but Jimin was warped today. "A little secret I like to tell is that everyone touches themselves. You know?" Hoseok was so nice and appealing as he gently rubbed Jimin to get him to calm down. Hearing such a relatable thing, Jimin eventually stopped crying.
"Where did you learn?" Hoseok asked Jimin. He was curious as to how Jimin knew touching yourself would even be an extent of jail time. Even deep in his gut of truth, an answer wouldn't be so shocking for the older.
"Learn?" Jimin was nervous. He isn't supposed to tell. He stuttered incoherently and couldn't formulate any words. Hoseok's rubs felt more soothing, his voice got more deeper in a sense of trust.
"Did you happen to learn from your Dad---" Hoseok got interrupted by the alarm on his Apple watch. It was already time to get back to work and end the next two hours of his project.
Jimin couldn't make out what Hoseok was about to ask him, and Hoseok pecked him on the forehead and said they could talk about it tomorrow.
Jimin fell asleep for a quick nap, emotionally exhausted while Hoseok was soon ending his shift when he woke. He made sure Jimin could laugh the night away while munching on food and being silly. It's the least he could do for now.
"I think you scared Jimin yesterday," Hoseok said while in his kitchen. Talking to Jungkook on the phone who sounded like he was whispering on the other end.
"I'm just a concerned Father. Nothing to be scared about. How is he doing?" Jungkook asked, considering Hoseok didn't bother to text him back.
"He's alright. Just sort of scared." Hoseok says, sipping his drink while seeing Jimin's door down the hallway is mostly closed all the way. Rules were that doors needed to stay open.
"I may have told him some things, and it wasn't meant to come out how it did." Jungkook declared and brushed it off.
"I think the word jail would scare anyone. Especially a six-year-old." Hoseok was pressing, and Jungkook couldn't make out why. "If you went to jail that would also be a bit heartbreaking."
Jungkook's heart felt like it skipped. Impossible to not sound guilty if he starts wondering what in the fuck did Jimin say entirely so far at Hoseok's house.
"I did tell my nephew there's nothing wrong with curiosity." Hoseok didn't verbalize it like that but it's enough to know Jungkook is sweating. "We all do it. Boys and girls. Women and Men."
"He's too young for that type of talk. Just keep him smiling and negate from that topic." Hoseok giggled at the response. Jungkook was beyond the one who should be lecturing about sex talk. As if he's not molesting his whole kid.
"Are you sure about that? Jimin seems to know a lot more than you think."
Later on Saturday, Hoseok being in business with mostly himself, it was sort of a slow day. The weekend of all days, he doesn't have to work but pushes himself. Realizing today was also potentially a day wasted if he and Jimin don't do something fun.
But one thing he did notice today, Jimin was awfully quiet.
Still.
He even told Jimin after his phone call with Jungkook that he could spend time in his office but he refused. Explained that he "wanted to be alone."
Hoseok believed in giving children space, but it was an entirely lack of noise. You expect kids to be loud, run, jump, and write on the walls. He went to the kitchen to make a snack and called for Jimin who was given no response.
He did it a few more times because he's nice, but no response.
Hoseok goes down the hall opens the door, and immediately closes it when he sees his nephew in a state that a child shouldn't be in.
"Fuck.." Hoseok said in confusion. What the fuck was happening? And why was it happening? He needed to brace himself.
He just crashed in on Jimin lying on the bed naked and humping a pillow. His head was lightly thrown back and moaning.
Hoseok catches his breath and realizes Jimin may not have heard him. He can hear the tiniest moans escaping.
"I just need to be sure. Right?" Hoseok didn't want to feel he was seeing things that weren't there.
He turned around and lightly opened the door, barely at a crack, but enough his eyes could see only.
That small little body and clothes were thrown across the floor, and Jimin was leaning over the pillow humping it like a dog. Frantic and softly moaning. The prettiest moans you'd ever hear.
Slightly drooling in bliss. His little hips dug into the pillow so he could get his orgasm. Hoseok was unable to see how sticky the pillow would get from his little cunt.
"Holy shit..." Hoseok said, this time in arousal. His member rose in his pants, seeing how someone so young as six years old would know how to do that.
Hoseok's cock was instantly hard seeing his little ass hiked in the air, and the trembling looked like Jimin was about cum hard.
"Daddy. I'm going..." Jimin gave a hard rut against the pillow as he covered his mouth while having a huge orgasm.
"Oh, fuck." Hoseok blurted out immediately regretting it as he seemed to have startled Jimin who was having aftershocks of an orgasm.
"Uncle?" Jimin rushed to flip on his back, throwing the pillow and hiding under the covers.
"I think it's too late baby," Hoseok said as he sat down on the bed. He walked in with simple ease. Jimin covered himself up to his eyes. He wasn't supposed to let anyone see him doing that, as to what his father called the activity, "playtime."
Jungkook taught him so much about how to feel good and do it correctly. Scared his Uncle is going to punish and tell on him. Maybe Jimin would truly go to jail, and so would his Daddy.
"Jimin, how did you learn that?"
"I'm not supposed to tell," Jimin said shakingly.
"Really? Even if you were moaning for your Daddy? Hmm?" Hoseok said, rubbing a hand on Jimin's covered leg. The warmth made Jimin shiver.
"It's okay, you can tell me. We're family. I'm not a stranger."
Jimin heard "not a stranger," all the things his Daddy told him not to tell anyone, flew out of the window. His Uncle was family, and Jimin felt he was doing the right thing. Hoseok's very assertive tone and glare weren't going to keep Jimin's lips tight.
"My Daddy taught me." Jimin was only being as honest as any kid could be. It's true, of course, ever since Jungkook took the chance in his bed and slipped his hands downtown to get Jimin cumming in seconds. Jungkook had been teaching him things ever since.
"Seriously Jimin. Who taught you? Don't lie to me." Hoseok was sure from the moans, and now this confession, what he was thinking wasn't real. Of course, he felt Jungkook had a secret to keep, but inserting for Jimin not to lie would only make a kid like him even more sure of the adult.
"Daddy taught me Uncle Hobi." Jimin expressed, and it was almost laid back this time. "I can show you," Jimin said, taking the covers down and grabbing his Uncle's hand to his little cunt.
"My Dad does this and rubs his fingers right here." Jimin eagerly and clumsily made Hoseok enter his fingers inside, and Hoseok's lips parted in sudden awe and arousal.
"He says I have a pussy just like my Mommy and that he loves my pussy." Jimin says and starts begging. "Will you play with my pussy? Please? Please?"
Jimin was addicted but only to what he was taught. He didn't know everything as grownups did but could repeat what Jungkook told him to say.
What Hoseok felt so far, was simply lust. Jungkook was teaching his big words? Knowing exactly what his little slutty body needs? The way it came naturally to Jimin with his little begging eyes at his Uncle.
It was insane what Hoseok was mentally flashing before him. The way Jimin felt so wet on his fingers and so soft. He sees why Jungkook couldn't help himself. Hoseok knew what that was like when he gained some power, and innocence was such a great thing to take away.
"When did this stuff with your Daddy start?" Hoseok said, slightly stroking and dipping inside Jimin's cunt. He saw the little one entering bliss.
"This year," Jimin said back.
"What about your Daddy's mouth?" Hoseok spoke lowly, as his fingers circled Jimin's clit. Hoseok was madly impatient.
"What?" Jimin was confused. It was such a lovely lustful site considering Hoseok had better plans than just touching.
He should be calling his brother over and kicking his ass. Make him turn himself in, take Jimin as his own kid and get him away from such a negligent parent, but he couldn't resist the smell of Jimins cunt, the wetness pouring out, and his little moans.
"Lay down. Flat on the bed for me baby." Hoseok took his clothes off, a way for him to slightly hump the bed as he ate Jimin's cunt. Perhaps he knows the snack in the kitchen will get wasted because this is the best thing to eat at the moment.
Differences as brothers, Hoseok didn't think twice about it. He spread those legs open, and went to town instantly, feeling Jimin wanting to push him away.
"Dad....Uncle Hobi-" Jimin moaned not knowing what to do.
The slight spread of his cunt, seeing it open and so needy. Dripping and gushing against Hoseok's mouth. He wasted no time entering atleast one finger while nibbling on that little clit.
Jimin's incoherent mumbles fill up the room. His little lungs never moaned this loud. The warmth, the pressure of Hoseok's nose, tongue, and fingers. Always writing with tightness in their pleasure spots with no authentic ear-scratching noises.
Jimin moaned like he needed to get it out of his system. Hoseok inserts another finger as he lapped up Jimin's cunt, munching and sucking his clit like a feast.
The warmth, the taste, the natural sweetness, and how much was running out of such a tiny underdeveloped body. The tightness builds and clenches so hard on Hoseok's fingers.
"I'm--" Jimin was reaching his ending soon. "Ahh Uncle, I'm gonna---."
It didn't stop Hoseok. He felt his cock so achingly hard against the mattress. Leaking precum from his slit. His little legs closed in on Hoseok's head as his body started shaking.
Just a few more seconds, hanging on by a thread, Hoseok did one last swipe at Jimin's dripping slit and went back to his clit. Sending Jimin into a harsh moaning session while his orgasm ripped through him.
"Ahh--" Jimin could barely talk. He was cumming in his Uncle's throat as his eyes rolled back. Squirting a little pee into his mouth as he came so hard, dripping and gushing. Hoseok hummed at his little legs shaking and kicking and forcing him to continue.
Vibration sent his little pussy into overload. Riding it out until the sensitivity was kicking in.
"Fuck, you taste amazing Jimin," Hoseok said as he lifted up and away. Jimin had no hair on his body, just clean and fresh. Sure, his Father had been doing things the past few months, but Jimin was still new, and inexperienced in his Uncle's eyes. A wonder that Jungkook never put his mouth down here to eat such a sweet-tasting babycunt.
Little Jimin was so hazed out to the best feeling in the world. Hoseok caressed his little legs and tummy.
His cock sticking straight up, and in his own tiredness and hard-on, he lays next to Jimin. Hoseok stared at the ceiling slowly approaching his hand to his cock, and needed to jerk himself off. The smell of Jimin's cunt was still in the air as he bit his lip. Moaning to such crazy thoughts and the body difference.
The sun was going down and Hoseok wanted to edge himself but didn't think he could. But without warning, he is immediately being shut down once he feels a newly energized Jimin straddle on top.
"Uncle, will you fill me up?" Jimin said as Hoseok could immediately feel his warm cunt against him.
Holy shit.
God, this kid would ruin him in one night. The difference between Hoseok and Jungkook is that Hoseok wouldn't feel guilty deflowering his nephew.
Hoseok blinked quickly. He had to be dreaming. What the fuck did he just say to him? A little kid asking for dick? Knowing Jungkook turned his little kid out was insane to Hoseok. He didn't think his brother had it in him.
"What?" Hoseok was painfully hard as pre-cum leaked. The pressure of Jimin on top of him made it so arousing.
"Please, pretty please. I want to feel you inside my pussy." Jimin straddles bounces, and grinds. Hoseok was about to combust. Curiosity wasn't the result of this event.
"Your Daddy likes filling you up?"
He slowly let Jimin grind his cunt against his cock. Hosoeok threw his head back not even trying to comprehend what was happening. His nephew was begging was cock, and it was such a turn-on.
"Yes. It makes me so full. I like it very much." Jimin protested.
"Fuck. Do you really want Uncle inside you baby?" Hoseok moaned. He sees this extremely small body that Jungkook trained entirely too well.
For many reasons, Hoseok would be proud.
He wondered about the faces Jimin made when his Father first got a taste inside. And Hoseok wondered how long did Jungkook last. He's 100% positive he won't last very long.
Hoseok watched Jimin in ecstasy as he rubbed his clit. Those little legs spread on top of him, and the air escaped his throat. A nice view to witness.
"Pleeeaseee. Pleeeaseee." Jimin moaned and begged in frustration.
Hoseok swiftly turned Jimin on his knees. A new position for the younger one who's dripping, and it's running down glistening before Hoseok. Such a tight and fat little cunt. Already so red and hot.
"Uncle may feel bigger, but you're gonna feel so good. Just relax." This was a different stretch to Jimin. He felt his Uncle's cock widening his little pussy so much. He was trying not to fight back and adapt. The feeling of flesh slowly spreading as Hoseok was already twitching inside.
The fire burns as he feels Jimin sink in deeper. His little nephew trying to fuck back on his cock. He wouldn't last long.
Jimin is such a good boy. Arching his back, gushing so much wetness as Hoseok stroked slowly. He leaned forward rubbing Jimin's clit, and he was deep inside now. Jimin was sinking on his cock as they moaned in unison.
"Uncle promised to fill you up, didn't I?" He asked as Jimin only moaned and whimpered. He didn't feel like holding back. Jungkook was already using his son's cunt for his pleasure, and sparing Jimin wouldn't be too much fun.
He saw the way Jimin's knees were already shaking and gripping the sheets. The throbbing and clenching on his cock as he stroked inside, speeding up his animalistic pace.
"Such a good boy Jimin. Your Daddy must be so proud he gets to fuck you--hnngh." Hoseok whispered in Jimin's ear as he felt Jimin suck in him from talking. The more his cunt juices leaked as Hoseok made sure to give his clit more attention.
Jimin was already looking so used. Hunched over and couldn't say anything other than the wind being knocked out of him, but his Uncle felt so warm and good inside. He dreamed of his Father earlier but is so thankful Uncle is making his little cunnie cum again.
The way his little cunt gapes open to adjust to Hoseok's cock. He slightly smacks against Jimin's little clit and had the younger moan even louder.
"You little babyslut. I'm gonna cum so hard in you."
"I want it." Jimin for the first-time begging to be filled with cum. Hoseok adored that, and he didn't know he was the first to hear it. Jimin loves the warmth when his Father shoots in him.
Hoseok's cock pumps deeper in Jimins cunt. The mere size of him taking control. He stroked his cock inside of a moaning Jimin who seemed to be enjoying it even more as his cervix gets slammed into.
"Take it, baby. Uncle loves you so much." His cock sharply inside, and his balls slapped up against Jimin's cunt. A little smack to Jimin's ass was unexpected but figured he could take it. Jimin was trembling, and in response, it seemed Jimin's little cunt loved it. His pussy gushed more onto his Uncle, and Hoseok doesn't think he can last any longer.
He was so close and deep as he could. The incoherent mumbles out of Jimin's mouth as he gets bottomed out. "I want your little pussy leaking cum when I'm done with you. Take all of it like a little whore."
Jimin was shaking as Hoseok smacked his ass and went to rubbing his clit again. Jimin was sliding back and sunk onto Hoseok so hard as he started cumming. The pulsating cunt on his cock was making him shoot inside Jimin in seconds behind. "Oh..fucking..." Hoseok couldn't believe he was cumming inside Jimin. It felt amazing and he wanted to do it again.
He hissed out loud as they were both cumming and little thrusts to ride it out. So sure he came so hard he saw white. His cum shot so deep painting Jimin's cunt, and felt some rushing out.
He slowly stroked inside as he eased himself out of Jimin. Seeing how much was dripping and leaking out his little pussy. Used, filthy, and so small for a cunt to get this type of fucking.
He went down to scoop the cum and spread it across Jimin's pussy. Jimin was so tired and ready to collapse, but under his Uncle's wishes, he just wanted to take a look for a little longer. Grab his phone and take a picture for a memory.
Jimin eventually gets to lie down and hazed into his fuzzy little brain. He just stares up at Hoseok unfocused. Behind held in his Uncle's big arms as they lie down. Hoseok rubs his hands inside Jimin's legs, easing the younger one back to reality.
Hoseok had memories rushing. It was making it impossible to not want to fuck Jimin again. He needed a break but knows he's going to go more rounds again, and poor little Jimin will be so sore.
"I promise, I won't tell Daddy," Jimin said, slurring his words as he drifted to sleep. Hoseok didn't care about Jimin telling Jungkook. He was by far impressed Jungkook would do such a thing. A striking sense of pride towards his brother giving in.
"It's okay Jimin. Your Father never told on me when I used to fuck him at your age." Hoseok caressed Jimin's hair and watched the little one. He saved the picture to a folder in his phone with many other little memories inside that no one would ever dare to see.
Too bad Jimin was knocked out of sleep and couldn't hear such revelations.
"I think we're gonna make him a little jealous."