Baby's Day Out

Hi there... I hope you read the tags in the auxiliary chapter lol

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"Are you sure you want it like this, baby?" Yoongi asked, staring into the beautiful brown eyes that were filled with desire for something that only he could give. It had always been like this, him giving Jiminie what he wanted, and in every way he wanted. He never said no to his Jiminie, so he wasn't about to start right now. He just needed to hear his son whining for more, that always got him harder.

"I swear if you fucking ask me that again, Daddy, I will fuck the first man I bump into," the young boy threatened as his eyes rolled to the back of his head when he felt Yoongi's long fingers twitch inside his already swollen cunt.

"Oh yeah? You think you can find someone better than your daddy to fuck you senseless like I always do?" Yoongi asked toothily as he pushed a third finger into his son's cunt, opening him up even more, a move that earned another round of whines from the delirious son. His father had been teasing him for the past five minutes and he was losing his mind from the endless times he had orgasmed.

"Maybe I c—" Jiminie began proudly before his pride melted into a puddle of whines and pleasure, as his father fucked his cunt with his long fingers, pushing faster, harder, and as deep as the three fingers could get into him. Yoongi's thumb was circling his son's cunt, and he watched as his little boy squirmed on his hands, leaning against the wall like that was supposed to make it better. But his father just followed him, like a wolf who had spotted his favorite sheep.

"Papa... please," the boy cried out in pleasure, begging his father for more, and Yoongi just chuckled. He always loved it when his son went from calling him daddy to papa. It was the perfect indicator that he was giving his dear son the pleasure and high that they both needed. Sure, today it was just fingers and all, but the father knew what was next and he was anticipating it greatly... Or not.

"You still need to try out the next batch of shirts, Jiminie. Come along baby, strip for daddy," Yoongi said, pulling his fingers out of his dripping son's cunt. He then licked the fingers covered in his son's slick, before smashing his lips on his son who was still trying to stand properly.

The father and son had gone to the store to shop for new clothes seeing as Jiminie's fifteenth birthday was in two days. Yoongi wanted to make sure his son got everything he wanted for the party because he loved seeing his son happy. A happy Jiminie meant that Yoongi would get his cock warmed for the night in Jiminie's warm cunt. There was so much more that his son could offer him and he would make sure to explore them, especially today.

"But papa—"

"The dressing room is public, Jiminie. As much as I want to see you cum on my hands over and over, I also want to put my cock in you and thrust into you till the only thing you can remember is the feeling of my cock filling you up, and my hands in your ass baby. But we can't do that here. It's too public, son," Yoongi said, trying to explain to his son the reasons they couldn't continue their little adventure. He couldn't disgrace his beautiful son like that, besides it was just a matter of time before the store attendant came booking for them, given they had been in there for a little too long.

"Do it," Jiminie said and Yoongi stared at his son as if he didn't hear the pretty little thing ask the hottest thing of him.

"What?"

"Fuck me here. I locked the doors to this room when we came in, and I already hacked their cameras so they wouldn't even know what we were doing in there. Fuck me, daddy. Use my body as you wish, fuck my holes, pound me with your fists, cum on my face, make me your cockslut, Daddy. Fill me up like a cumdoll, please Daddy," Jiminie begged and Yoongi stared with his jaw on the floor. He knew his son had kinks. Dangerous yet exciting kinks, but to know that his son had done all of that just to get his father's fist and cock into him was a turn-on for him.

"Such a dirty mouth, son," Yoongi said as he roughly grabbed his son by the chin, and brought it closer to his face, then he ran his tongue on his son's face sloppily, making the young boy smile in contentment. He loved being manhandled by his father.

"Then punish me, daddy. Teach your bratty son a lesson, won't you?" Jiminie said, looking his father dead in the eye, while his little hands cupped his father's crotch that already had a huge tent. The son didn't hesitate to let out a groan as his hands groped his father shamelessly, teasing Yoongi like he was daring the father to say something.

"Look at how hard you are, Daddy. I can relieve you of this, let me," Jiminie whispered huskily as he leaned into his father's ears, nibbling on his father's ears.

"Tell me you don't want my pink lips on your thick cock, daddy. Tell me you don't want to fuck my throat and hear me moan out your name. My nipples are already leaking for you, fuck," Jiminie said as he felt a drop of his milk on his hands. He hadn't worn anything under the shirt he was wearing and with his father's hands in his cunt earlier, he had forgotten how full his father made him, to the point of stimulating his breasts and making them swell up with milk.

"Papa please, help me," Jiminie begged as he rubbed his chest against Yoongi's chest, allowing his father to feel just how swollen his breasts were and how needy he was for his father's touch and lips. The son then took his father's unoccupied hand and put it under his shirt, guiding his father's hand to his breasts that were leaking. He was desperate for a release on all fronts. His cunt was leaking slick, his ass was pulsing with desire, his mouth wanted to be filled and his breasts were throbbing. He wanted his father in ways more than one and he wasn't ashamed to beg for it.

"Such a needy slut, aren't you?"