Daddy's little boy

Dessert and Breakfast

"Ahhh! D-daddy!" he cried as his boyfriend hit his prostate over and over again. He could barely hold himself back as jk pounded into him. He clenched the bed sheet as he rode the tide of pleasure that washed over him. Behind him, jk breathing was labored and he was pouring sweat, but there was no mistaking the grimace of pleasure that crossed his handsome features. He cursed as he finally released into his little baby below him, unable to hold back any longer.

With a cry, Jimin released as well, finally unclenching his hands to turn around. As he turned to face Kookie , forceful lips met his own and proceeded to plunder his mouth. He kissed back with just as much force, though he was tired from the extreme bout of love making he had just had with the man he was kissing. As they pulled apart, Kookie wrapped his arms around Jimin, looking at him adoringly.

"I love you, Jimin."Jungkook said, smiling at him, his eyes glowing with affection.

"I love you too, daddy." Jimin said, burrowing up against his daddy's chest. He wanted to stay like that forever, but he knew that they both had to get up early tomorrow for work and school. The only times they could cuddle for awhile were during the weekends, when they were both free of obligations. He opted to stay like that for at least a little longer, and his daddy allowed it, but after a few minutes, he told his baby that they should probably get to bed, and of course, he agreed.

Jungkook got up to turn out the small lamp they had left on, then he laid back down and took his son into his arms. They always fell asleep like that. Jimin found that he couldn't get to sleep without Kookie holding him, because if Kookie wasn't holding him, he didn't feel safe. When they finally fell asleep, it felt like only a few minutes had passed before the alarm went off. Jungkook was the first one to awaken because his body had made it a habit to wake just before the alarm went off.

He didn't really need the alarm anymore because his body was used to getting up at this time and he was a morning person. His baby on the other hand wouldn't wake up unless the alarm went off or he "surprised" him, and he didn't have the energy at the moment to do so, so he just got up and started to get ready for work. His baby wasn't a morning person at all, and if not for him being home, would have shut the alarm off and went back to sleep. He hated mornings more than anything else.

Except for when he and Kookie had some fun in the shower, that is. After the alarm went off, he decided to lay there for a minute and try to decide whether or not to hate this morning. He didn't know if his boyfriend was up for some morning fun today or not, but he decided he was going to hate this morning when he remembered that he had a math test in first hour. He hated math to no end, and it pissed him off when ever his teacher announced a test.

The only thing that calmed him down was his boyfriend , but he wouldn't be able to see him until lunch time. He got up only because the alarm went off and he knew Kookie wouldn't let him sleep in. He'd come and wake him back up again, and not in a fun way. He pulled himself up out of bed and switched the alarm switch off, pulling on some boxers before he went out to eat breakfast. His father always made breakfast for them in the morning, and that was a little something to look forward to.

That, and the sex they sometimes had in the shower or elsewhere before school and work. He knew that other people would call this wrong. They would say that their relationship was disgusting, but Jimin didn't care. He was in love, and screw what anyone else thought. He wouldn't give up just because some people would look down on them if they knew, and neither would Jungkook . He loved the man like he would never love anyone else.

It was a profound love that no outsider could possibly hope to understand. He smiled as he came into the kitchen to find Jungkook at the stove cooking eggs and bacon for them both, or rather, finishing cooking them. The eggs had been done and the bacon had just gotten done. He brought the pan over to the table and dumped the bacon onto a big plate in the middle of it. He then put the pan back on the stove to cool and walked over to jimin who had just entered the kitchen.

"Good morning."Jungkook said with a smile, taking him into his arms. "Good morning." Jimin replied with a yawn and a returned smile, hanging his arms around the back of his boyfriend's neck and accepting his good morning kiss. Jungkook had nothing but pants and boxers on, and that just meant less clothing to remove if they decided to have some pre-breakfast fun. As it was, Jimin was already getting hard from rubbing against Kookie , and the same went for the man.

It was decided as Kookie reached down into his boxers and took hold of him, stroking him a few times and making Jimin become light headed. Jungkook picked him up and sat him on the table, pausing only to remove his boxers and get full access to his baby. He knelt down between Jimin's legs and stroked him to full length before taking him into his mouth. As his mouth engulfed Jimin's manhood, Jimin threaded his fingers though jungkook's hair.

He moaned and muttered incoherently as Kookie sucked him, and he couldn't help it as he started to thrust into Kookie mouth. He loved it when Kookie decided to blow him out of nowhere. He hardly ever got that treatment. It was usually handjobs while Jungkook had sex with him, but this time, it was something more. More than any other time he'd blown him. He was doing all the right things; that is to say, everything he knew jimin liked, in order to make the younger man cum.

He was in a haze within a few minutes, and by the time he came, it was hard for him to come down. He hardly heard Kookie when he told him to get up and bend over the table, but he heard him and he obeyed. He spread his legs, and he waited for Kookie to get some lubrication. As he waited, it was almost like heaven. Everything felt like a dream, and his legs almost wouldn't support him because of the intense pleasure that still radiated throughout his being.

He heard Jungkook unzipping his pants and soon after, he felt Kookie press against his entrance. He felt the man bend over him and his face came close to Jimin's ear.

"Jimin. I wanted to ask you something. I'll ask you during lunch, but I'm telling you a few details to at least prepare you ahead of time. I'll be bringing someone else to lunch, and you know this person. I'll give you all the details when we pick you up, but for now, just be ready for a possible shock. I don't know how you'll take it, and if you get mad, we'll understand. This person and I just wanted to ask you something, but we need to ask you together." Jungkook said, not yet entering Jimin.

"Okay." Jimin answered simply, just wanting to get to what he really wanted. Jungkook smiled behind him and started to push in, making Jimin grab the sides of the table as he felt himself being slowly stretched by jungkoook's lubricated cock. As his daddy slid slowly in, reveling in the tight warmth that greeted him inside his baby, he thought of what he wanted to ask of his baby, and it made him more resolute for some odd reason or another.

Maybe it was because the thought of sharing Jimin didn't make him as jealous as he thought it would. After all. If Jimin agreed, it was with someone they both knew and trusted. Though he didn't know the extent of their relationship until he had told him, he had previously guessed it by watching how they treated each other, even in public. The fact that they looked so much alike was even more of a turn on for the man that might be joining them. He had told him so himself.

He loved the idea that they didn't differenciate between the daddy-baby/lovers relationship. They treated it all the same. They had been so since He met jimin. Lovers from the beginning, though he didn't do anything sexual with the boy until he was old enough to understand what it was they were doing and agree to it. From Jimin's 18th birthday and on they had been sexually active with each other every day. It was now three years and some odd months since they had first started having sex.

He remembered how innocent his baby was; how cute he was when they had made love for the first time. The sounds he made. Everything about him. He hadn't changed at all, and that's what turned him on so much every time he was near Jimin . Just the thought of him making those noises was enough to turn him on. He loved it most when Jimin called him daddy when he came. He didn't know why, but it gave him such a kinky thrill to be reminded that he was fucking his baby. His perfect little lover.

He finally found himself embedded in jimin completly, and he forced himself to give Jimin time to adjust to his size, no matter how much he wanted to hear Jimin making those noises he so loved. Under him, Jimin was trying to get his breathing under control. He was still breathing heavily though his daddy had stopped because he could feel Kookie inside him. It was always uncomfortable at first, but he had gotten used to the feeling.

He knew it would feel so much better once they got going. All he needed to do was wait. It didn't take too long before he was ready, because he had learned early on that relaxing himself made it so much easier for him to get used to it. He let Kookie know he was ready by squeezing his hand once gently. They had established this signal so they didn't have to talk. It wasn't that they didn't like to talk. They just found body language preferable to speech during these encounters.

They found talking unnecessary when one could communicate just as easily without words. It made it all the more sensual when one could determine what the other was thinking just by their bodily movements. It made the Kookie smile to think that he and Jimin were that close. He watched Jimin ready himself by grabbing the edges of the table, and once he was ready himself, he grabbed Jimin's hips and started to move inside him. He could hear Jimin start to breathe heavily once again.

This was what he lived for. The tight feel of his lover's insides. The sounds of his heavy breathing as he felt Kookie move in and out of him at a slowly increasing pace. The sound of him crying out as Kookie hits his prostate. Even the noises Jimin made during sex; all the moans and incoherent words. Every one of these things were what made him wake up in the morning. No. He was wrong. It was Jimin's eyes. They showed nothing but love for him. A profound affection he couldn't explain.

He loved Jimin to no end, but he couldn't understand what it was that made jimin love him so deeply. An affection that Jimin himself would probably have trouble trying to explain. He wasn't complaining though, because he was sure that Jimin's feeling were similar to his own in the fact that he couldn't explain their depth. It sounded silly to him, and his baby would probably laugh at the idea, but he had, at one time, entertained the idea that they were soul mates.

He laughed at the idea that the woman he had first fallen in love with had introduced him to his soul mate. He just happened to be male, and Jimin . He threw that notion out quickly though. He knew that once Jimin grew up a bit, he would probably end up falling in love and getting married to some woman and even having children. The idea made him extremly jealous, but he knew it would happen, and he wasn't selfish enough to entertain the idea that Jimin would be with him forever.

He would just have to enjoy it while jimin would have him. When Jimin grew up and had a family of his own, they could forget that anything like this went on between them and have a normal relationship. The idea made him sad, but he knew he couldn't be selfish and try to keep him from experiencing the happiness...or sadness...of having a family. It could go either way, but hopefully he experienced mostly the happiness.

It wasn't so for their own little family. The woman he had first fallen in love with had died. He was the last gift she ever gave him, and he cherished him for that. He still felt an overwhelming grief every time he thought of her, so he tried not to think of her too much. It hurt too much, and he thought that maybe that was why he loved jimin so much. Because he had come from the woman he loved. It wasn't fair to Jimin if that was the case.

Then again, nothing was fair. The love of his life had died because the doctors didn't know what the hell they were doing. The world was cold, and cruel, and when it saw that you were down, it liked to kick you for fun. When it saw that you were happy, it liked to take the object of your happiness and destroy it. Smash it to pieces because you thought that you deserved to be happy when in reality, no one does, apparently.

Fuck. He knew that he was mentally unstable, and that was just another reason that he couldn't stay with Jimin . He knew that if things continued as they were, something would try to destroy it and eventually it would succeed. Something would either happen to him or Jimin. He didn't want Jimin to be scarred because of something like that. Like he was. It was going to happen if Jimin kept that love for him; the kind of love that made him want to cry because someone loved him so much.

He sighed and tried to push these thoughts from his head for the moment, trying to focus on what he was doing. Jimin had noticed the sudden change in Jungkook , but he didn't say anything. He knew the man was thinking, and he tended to lose track of what he was doing for a second no matter what it was. He wasn't offended by it. Jungkook was a man who kept a lot to himself, so he only had himself to work it out with. Well, at least, that's what Jimin thought that kookie thought.

He'd love to try to help his daddy out, but the man never let anyone in. He never let anyone close enough to know what he was thinking, so he couldn't really help that. He gasped as he felt his daddy pick up pace, and he knew that Kookie had broken out of his train of thought and was focusing his attention on the task at hand. Well; you didn't see him complaining, did you? He gripped the table edges harder, as his grip had slackened when he felt the change in Kookie's movement.

Jungkook tightened his grip on Jimin's hips and started concentrating only on completion; both his and Jimin's . His movement gained back it's pattern as he moved in and out of him, and he couldn't help but moan at the continued and building pleasure. Jimin was surprised. Jungkook usually never made a sound other than the sounds of his breathing and occasionally talking to him. It was actually starting to scare him a little, though it was hard to explain why.

The fact that he released a moan must mean that he was either enjoying himself more than he had any other time he had been with him, or that he wasn't completly concentrating on him. Either way, it was a change and Jimin didn't like change. It usually meant bad things for him. That, for the most part, was why it scared him.

"D-daddy...are you...uhhhh...okay?" he asked between moans, panting as he asked it. He didn't answer. He just kept thrusting, trying to get the both of them to completion. So maybe Kookie wasn't completly concentrating on him. He didn't know why that made him feel bad inside, but it did. He felt like he had done something wrong, and that daddy was punishing him by changing things when he knew he didn't like change. That thought made him less responsive to his daddy's touch.

Jungkook, after coming out of his train of thought, eventually noticed this, and he was going to ask Jimin what was wrong, but he vaguely remembered Jimin asking him something earlier and he hadn't answered his question. He tried and failed to remember the question. Now he thought that maybe he was angry because he thought that Jungkook was ignoring him.

"Ummm...Jimin...ngh...I'm sorry. I didn't mean too...hahh...ignore you." Kookie said, breathing heavily and still thrusting as he said it. He got no response from Jimin other than his usual moans and little noises.

"Are you...ngh...mad?" Jungkook asked, bending down over jimin to nuzzle his hair as he continued to thrust into him.

"No, daddy. I just don't want you to...mmhhn...change things anymore. It still...uhn...scares me. It feels like I...ahhh...hahh...did something wrong." Jimin panted out between moans, his pleaure building as his daddy fucked him. Jimin wanted it harder, but he knew his daddy would want him to ask out loud. That was one thing that he knew turned the man on. Him begging. For anything, really, but mostly when it was during sex.

"Mhhhh...daddy...hahh...harder...uhhhh...please...ngh...fuck me harder!" Jimin begged. The older man smiled and obliged, hearing Jimin's moans turn to cries as he pounded into him, filling him again and again with his pulsating cock. He loved it when his baby begged him to fuck him. It turned him on more than anything else Jimin could do...or at least, had done so far. It would turn him on so much more to share him with that person if he would agree to it.

He pounded into him as hard as he could, occasionally hitting the right spot and eliciting a scream of pleasure from Jimin that he couldn't hold back. As he felt himself getting close, he tried to hold back as he pounded into Jimin . He always made his baby cum first, and he wasn't about to let that change. He spread his baby's legs just a little more to try to reach that spot inside him better, and he knew he suceeded when jimin underneath him let loose a scream.

"Ahhhhh...daddy! I'm....ahhh...so close!"Jimin cried, wanting to cum so badly that it almost hurt.kookie kept up his pace and took ahold of Jimin's shaft, stroking him in time with his thrusts and making Jimin bite his lip. He thrust inside Jimin again and again, hitting the spot almost every time now. When he thought he could no longer hold himself back, his baby cried out.

"Ahhh! Daddy!" he cried, releasing on the table and his daddy's hand panting as he tensed up automatically. His tunnel tightened around Kookie, and the man was no longer able to hold himself back and filled his baby with his warm, milky seed. They both stopped to catch their breath, and Jungkook cringed as he pulled out of him, his shaft sensitive from the pleasure that still rung throughout his body. He stepped back and watched as his seed leaked from Jimin, and he quickly grabbed a paper towel and wet it, wiping Jimin slowly and carefully to get the cum off him.

He was gentle because he knew how much it would hurt once the pleasureable feeling stopped. Once the pain set in, the kid would be limping all day. They weren't usually that rough in the mornings, and especially not before school. They only ususally went rough on the weekends, and that was only when Jimin asked for it. He sighed and shook his head. He would have to tell the man that was supposed coming with them that they would have to reschedual.

He put himself away and zipped up as he thought about it for a minute. He guessed they would have to wait for the weekend so Jimin would have time to heal from this morning. It was wednesday, and he wanted to give Jimin a few days off. He hadn't planned on what happened this morning, but Jimin had asked for it. He guessed that he should have kept some semblance of control, but he hadn't and now Jimin was going to have to be called off sick.

He wasn't going to make Jimin go to school in that condition. He could see the blood leaking down Jimin's legs. He carefully wiped away what ever cum he could find left and wiped the dribbles of blood away that leaked from his baby's damaged entrance. Jimin remained bent over the table, trying to keep the feeling of esctasy though it ebbed away quickly, only to be replaced by the pain of his now raw backside. He wouldn't even be able to sit down for breakfast.

He got up as his daddy finished cleaning him off, and though he tried to pull his boxers back on, his daddy stopped him.

"No. Just leave them off. Why don't you go lay down and I'll call you off sick? I'll bring you up some breakfast later." Kookie said, but Jimin objected.

"I can't. I have a math test today, daddy. I need to go to school. I can't miss the test. If I don't go to school, my teacher will give me a zero, and if I fail one more test, I'm going to flunk the class." Jimin said, pulling on his boxers back on though it pained him to do so.

"No. You're staying home, Jimin. I'll talk to your teacher and have him let you make it up. You can't go to school like that. You wouldn't even be able to sit through the test anyway." he said, taking Jimin into his arms. He could tell Jimin wanted to object again, but Jimin kept quiet anyway. He kissed him and sent him on his way to their room. Jimin struggled up the stairs, but he wouldn't let Kookie help him.

He reasoned that if he couldn't make it up the stairs by himself, then what use was he to anyone in this condition. He couldn't stand feeling useless, so he did it himself, though it took him awhile. When he got to the top of the stairs, he limped toward their bedroom and turned the knob, pushing the door open with more force than he meant to and falling to the floor just inside the door. He grunted in pain as he made contact with the floor, though he landed on his stomach.

Jungkook heard him fall and ran up the stairs to check on him. He found Jimin struggling to get up, and he rushed to help him.

"Jimin! Are you okay?"Kookie asked, taking him into his arms.

"I'm fine, daddy. I just tripped. It's nothing to worry about." Jimin said, trying to stand up on his own.

"Are you sure? Do you want me to carry you to the bed?" he asked, truly worrying about his young lover. Though Jimin wanted to do it himself, he relented.

"Sure. You can carry me, daddy." Jimin said, letting Kookie lift him up into his strong arms. He carried Jimin to the bed, carefully setting him down by the bed so jimin could crawl up onto it on his stomach. When his baby was comfortably in place, he went back down to get his baby's breakfast on a tray and bring it up to him. He quickly cleaned the cum off the table he had missed earlier and then he got a plate out. He put some eggs, bacon and toast on it.

Then he got a tray out and set the plate on it, setting it on the table. He got a glass out and filled it with orange juice, and put that on the tray as well, along with a napkin in case the teen needed one. Then he brought the tray up and set it in front of Jimin on the bed. He bent down and kissed his baby on the top of the head, smiling as jimin looked up at him.

"I love you, daddy." he said, smiling despite the pain in his backside.

"I love you too, Jimin. I'll see you at lunch." he said, bending down to give his young lover a proper kiss. When he stood back up, he went to the closet and fetched a shirt, and overcoat, and a tie. When he had those on, he headed downstairs and after a few minutes, he heard the front door open and close downstairs, and he heard Kookie lock the door behind him. He figured he might as well eat, so he started to work on his breakfast, eating his bacon first as he always did for some odd reason.

He didn't take long in eating his breakfast, and when he was done, he wiped his mouth and pushed the tray up so he could lay his head down. He figured he'd go back to sleep until Kookie came home for lunch. He was tired and he could avoid some of the pain that way, so it was really a win-win situation. He closed his eyes and before long, he found himself relaxing more and more until he finally fell asleep. It took him maybe 5 minutes to do so, and after that, he was out like a light.

Chapter End