Tags updated… I'm truly going to hell, sue mee
On a Sunday too, wtf
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"Is he sleeping?" Yoongi's wife asked once they got to the car, and Jiminie sat with his father in the backseat.
The boy had been whimpering since they left the house, and they had thought the neighbors heard them. Perhaps it wouldn't have been easier to explain, but then it wasn't like the neighbors would come that close to ask about Jiminie, right? However, when they got to the car, the whimpers had slowed, and Yoongi's wife figured that the kid had finally let himself go.
But was that it, when Yoongi was holding humps closely and his body was tense like he had just released inside his son, again? Or maybe Yoongi's wife was overthinking things? But even if it was so, it wasn't like she could stop her husband from having the pussy they had both prepped the entire morning and used as they willed themselves to, no?
Or perhaps she was asking for reprieve for him, right?
"Doesn't look like he is sleeping to me," Yoongi chuckled sinisterly, and his wife turned to look at them in the back seat, only to see Jiminie cockwarming his father. He was tired and sleepy, but Yoongi didn't care. His son was his to use anytime and whenever he wanted to. Besides, right now, he was fucking Jimini's cunt and not his ass, so surely that had to count for reprieve, right?
Well, maybe he was twisted for this, but it wasn't his fault that Jiminie's sweet cunt was gripping his cock so tightly and milking him so badly as if he didn't want to let go. And Yoongi wasn't a greedy father. He was never one to say no to his son. So, if Jiminie kept clinging onto him, he would keep giving, and giving him cock. He didn't mind, and that was what made him the best father Jiminie had, right?
Oh, but they were fucked up… not that they were complaining about it either way.
"He looks sick. We should stop by the doctor's. I'll drop you guys and then I'll head to the market. You'll let me know what the doctor says… or does, right?" Yoongi's wife said, and Yoongi smirked knowingly.
He couldn't remember the last time they had ever been to a doctor's appointment, but his wife was right. Jiminie was having a high fever even as his father fucked his spent cunt. The boy was too tired and whiny, and for a kid who was supposed to be in school, he looked like he belonged in some hospital ward away from his parents.
Jiminie needed a break, but he was too young. Way too young to even ask for anything other than milk; only that his parents had learned to let him milk cunt, breasts, and a long dick that he was almost always impaled on. He was a good son, there was no denying that.
"Let's head to the mall first. I want to get him new clothes," Yoongi said, and his wife didn't protest.
Jiminie loved shopping. He loved getting new things, so it wasn't surprising when his head perked up when he heard of the mall. His little body arched against his father as he struggled to turn to look at his mother. Perhaps he wanted to thank her, but a part of Jiminie wasn't sure of what to expect. He was always full and stuffed regardless of where he was with his parents.
"Okay then. You'll have to take him to the doctors later," Yoongi's wife said, and Yoongi just nodded as he kissed his son's forehead and pushed harder inside Jiminie.
"How are you feeling, baby?" Yoongi asked. He knew that the kid was probably sore by now. But he had missed hearing Jiminie's voice, a strange thought right when he had fucked the kid so hard that Jiminie had nearly lost his voice earlier. But that was just the beginning of a good day, wasn't it?
"Want clothes," Jiminie mumbled sleepily, and his father just chuckled darkly, again.
It didn't take long for the Yoongi family to reach the mall. Yoongi had pulled out of his son, earning so many protests from the kid, but when he stuffed his cunt with a dildo he always carried while a vibrator was in Jiminie's ass, the kid was content. He was no longer whining. Instead, his hand was attached to his father, and he walked beside him, towards the baby shop.
The mall was full as always, and everyone seemed busy. Some noticed the way Jiminie was limping, but Yoongi just smiled sadly at them, almost like he already knew his son was sick and hurting. He wanted to be a good father, but he was also feeling spent. Or was he? Jiminie had been told to walk with these objects inside him if he wanted new clothes, and while it hurt, the kid had to. It was the only way to get whatever he wanted from his daddy dearest.
So, as he noticed the eyes on his too, he held onto his father tighter, until Yoongi had no choice but to carry him, soothing him gently, like Jiminie's cunt wasn't filled with Yoongi's cum and his ass filled with lube, like he was being prepped for more sessions. The kid was more likely to pass out, not that Yoongi cared one bit. He was the adult. He was the one who made the decisions.
"Welcome to Tanny Baby Shop, Mr. Yoongi. I see Jiminie is doing so well," the shopkeeper, Kim Namjoon, said, his beautiful smile making his dragon eyes disappear for a moment. He looked so excited to see Yoongi here along with Jiminie, and to that, Yoongi smiled knowingly.
"Of course, Joon. He is well, just needs a few clothes. You know where to find us, right? Please bring his right sizes and the new collection," Yoongi said, and Jiminie watched in awe as Joon smiled at him. He had loved it when they came here because the shopkeeper was always nicer to him.
"I'll be there soon, Jiminie," Joon said, and Jiminie believed him.
The shop was having other customers who saw nothing wrong in the way that Joon addressed the father and son. After all, they were all males, and there was nothing that showed that the two were predators, right? So they went on with this, hoping that while Yoongi and Jiminie went to the dressing room, one that had only ever been made for Jiminie and Jiminie only. It was different from the other dressing rooms for good reason, one that Yoongi and Namjoon knew so damn well.
"Are you sure you want to dress up, Jiminie?" Yoongi teased, and Jiminie nodded sleepily. There was no answer that he would give to change his father's mind anyway. It was something that the kid had long learned.
So, when Namjoon walked in stark naked with Jiminie's new clothes, Jiminie began stripping.
He was trained for this as Yoongi and Namjoon watched in awe.
The kid was hurting, and even as he removed the plug and vibrator from his holes, the adults mused gladly. It was like this was the best thing that they had ever seen, and they were not about to let it pass them. The moment Jiminie was stark naked, Namjoon grabbed him by the head and impaled Jiminie's mouth on his cock.
"Holy shit, he is so warm," Namjoon groaned out in pleasure as his thick cock struggled to fit in Jiminie's mouth. It was huge, but not as huge as Yoongi's.
"I want some too," Yoongi said and soon enough, Jiminie's little mouth was wrapped around two cocks at the same time. It hurt to even breathe, but there wasn't much the kid could do. He had been trained to please the adults, and if anyone ever walked in here and saw them, then decided that he or she wanted to use Jiminie… Jiminie wouldn't whine.
"How's the wife," Joon asked as he grunted his cock sliding against Yoongi's so hotly in Jiminie's mouth.
The little mouth was sucking them in like a cunt that had been trained for two cocks. It was so pretty and so delicious that Joon thought he would die here with his cock inside Jiminie's mouth. He felt the way Jiminie swallowed both of their cums, and how wet the kid was to the point that his slick was dripping from his cunt. Jiminie had been filled with his father's cum earlier so he was dripping a mixture of his newly released slick and Yoongi's cum.
It was perfection, and no one would ever tell Yoongi otherwise.
"Caught her fucking him. It was the hottest thing I have ever seen, I swear," Yoongi grunted, as he came inside Jiminie's mouth, the kid swallowed obediently, even as his father pulled out of his mouth, leaving Namjoon fucking him senseless like this was nothing. Like Jiminie wasn't a kid who had been taken to school. Like Jiminie hadn't been trained for this, and like he wasn't just a baby.
Oh, but Namjoon was brutal; he was doing his best to make up for the emptiness he was feign when Yoongi's dick left Jiminie's mouth.
"Damn, I should come over, eh?" Joon asked, and Yoongi smiled knowingly again.