New and Improved

                                    

                                          

Once they were inside, they barely had a moment to take it all in before Taehyung pinned Jungkook against the wall and captured his lips in a passionate and urgent kiss. His hands roamed across his body eagerly, and Jungkook felt his heart thud wildly in anticipation. It was as if time stopped and for a few electrifying moments nothing else mattered.
Taehyung finally pulled away, gazing into Jungkook's eyes with an intensity that made him dizzy. "Now," he said softly, his voice trembling slightly with anticipation. "I want you to strip."
With trembling hands, Jungkook undressed, his heartbeat thundering in his ears as he revealed himself to Taehyung. The other man's eyes roamed appreciatively over Jungkook's toned body, lingering on the muscles that flexed and shivered with anticipation. As he stood there, naked and exposed, Jungkook felt a mix of vulnerability and exhilaration.
"Relax," Taehyung murmured, his voice soft and soothing. "I promise you'll enjoy this." He approached Jungkook, picking up the item which led to this all from the side table, its cool, smooth surface glinting in the dim light of the room.
"What do I... what should I do?" Jungkook asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Sit down on the edge of the bed," Taehyung instructed, guiding Jungkook with a gentle touch on his shoulder.
Jungkook complied, feeling the soft fabric of the sheets against his bare skin. He watched as Taehyung opened a bottle of lubricant, applying it generously to the glass. His breath hitched at the sight, arousal flaring within him despite his nerves.
"Spread your legs for me," Taehyung commanded, his tone firm yet tender.
Jungkook did as he was told, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment but also excitement. He had never allowed anyone such intimate access to his body before, and the thought of submitting to Taehyung both terrified and thrilled him.
Taehyung knelt between Jungkook's legs, one hand stroking the younger man's inner thigh while the other held the glass dildo. "Breathe," he reminded Jungkook, who realized he had been holding his breath.
As Jungkook exhaled, Taehyung slowly pressed the tip of the dildo against him, allowing him time to adjust to the sensation. The coolness of the glass against his heated skin sent shivers down Jungkook's spine, and he whimpered softly.
"Does it hurt?" Taehyung asked, genuine concern in his eyes.
"No," Jungkook breathed, shaking his head. "It just... feels different this time around."
"Good." Taehyung smiled, gently pushing the dildo deeper as Jungkook's body relaxed and accepted the intrusion. The sensation was unlike anything Jungkook had ever experienced, a mixture of pleasure and fullness that made his head spin.
"Taehyung..." he murmured, unable to contain his desires as he watched the other man slowly undressing with just one hand. His physique was not as muscular as Jungkook's, but it may have been the most alluring thing he had ever seen.
Jungkook had the sensation of stepping through the gates of heaven for a moment, but it quickly faded. Taehyung pulled off his own boxers as he continued thrusting the toy in and out of him. Within moments, he straddled Jungkook's hips with one of his legs on either side.
"Let go, Jungkook," Taehyung urged, his voice thick with desire. "I've got you."
And so, Jungkook surrendered to the waves of pleasure that crashed over him, trusting Taehyung to guide him through the storm.
As the older man expertly manipulated the glass dildo, hitting spots inside Jungkook he never knew existed, he felt his control slipping away.
But, when without any warning, Taehyung took him in, and completely bottomed out within moments, his body writhed and arched on the bed, his breath coming out in ragged gasps.