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By the time Jeongguk reached the Golf Club, Taehyung had already arrived. Jeongguk wasn't surprised. Because Taehyung was never ever late. Late wasn't in his vocabulary. He liked to show other people how perfect he was. In every way possible.

Even now, sitting at one of the tables with a glass of some juice, wearing a white polo shirt tucked in white shorts, one leg over the other in a carefree manner and leaning against the back rest of his chair, his golden locks swaying lightly in the breeze, he looked so perfect. Like he was crafted fresh out of the heavens.

The place was deserted, having been closed that day due to reservations made by the president. It was a perfect sunny day and it wasn't too hot outside, as it was three in the evening. It was a perfect day and time to play golf.

Jeongguk tried not to think too much about how gorgeous Taehyung looked, as he and Yoongi made their way towards Taehyung. He was readying himself to talk with Taehyung, if he needed to, without stammering.

Next to Taehyung was his assistant, Jimin, wearing a black T-shirt and black tight jeans. Both men tuned to look at Jeongguk and Yoongi as they closed up on them. Taehyung eyed Jeongguk head to toe as he walked making Jeongguk's ego jump into battery saving mode. Jeongguk couldn't figure out whether Taehyung was silently but obviously checking Jeongguk out or if he's just mocking his mere presence.

"Late, as always, Jeon" Taehyung said when Jeongguk was within earshot.

Jeongguk stood in front of Taehyung. "Here, I found your nose. It was in my business" Jeongguk said. "I'm not late, Kim, I'm on time. Besides Mr. Moon isn't even here yet"

"He came already. Just admit you're late" Taehyung sounded bored.

Jeongguk's eyes widened. "Really?"

"Are you going to stand there blocking the sunlight? Like can you move? I don't like the smell of burning plastic"

"What the fuck?"

Taehyung chuckled and stood up, coming to stand in front of Jeongguk. "Are you going to change and get ready or not? You're really wasting our time"

"Kiss my ass" Jeongguk muttered with a roll of eyes. Taehyung was standing so close to him and was staring at Jeongguk intensely.

"Would you like me to use tongue?" Taehyung said.

Jeongguk blushed scarlet. "W-what?"

"What?" Taehyung was no longer meeting Jeongguk's eyes but was he imagining it? Was Taehyung blushing too?

"Mr Jeon!" A cheerful voice made the two men break apart from their growing awkwardness. President Moon had come to their rescue.

"We were waiting for you" Mr. Moon said cheerfully, extending his hand.

Jeongguk bowed and took his hand, shaking it. "Mr. Moon, I'm sorry if I'm late. Sorry to keep you waiting" Jeongguk said.

"Oh no! Not at all! You were just on time. But it seems Mr. Kim was here for a while"

"I should get changed. Excuse me" Jeongguk bowed and took his leave.

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By around 5.30 in the evening they had finished up the game. The president quickly changed and took his leave as soon as it ended, leaving Jeongguk and Taehyung to shower and change.

The two hadn't talked at all during the game. Except for a word or two. President Moon knew about how their families weren't really friendly but he kept up conversation with both of them. With a few questions of how the summit planning was going, to which the two young men lied through wide smiles, everything went smoothly.

However what made Jeongguk uneasy was Taehyung. Jeongguk kept stealing glances at him during the whole game and once or twice he had caught Taehyung's gaze on him too. Jeongguk decided to ignore it.

Now in a shower stall he hurriedly took a shower, determined to exit the place as soon as possible and before Kim gets out of his shower. Jeongguk really didn't want be alone in a confided space with Taehyung. And not at all naked.

He wrapped a towel around his torso and stepped out. Relief washed over him as he heard a shower still running a few cubicles away. He might be able to get dressed and leave before Taehyung does.

He made his way to the locker where he kept his clothes, seeped into a changing stall and closed the curtain. The damn place had curtains, not doors.

Jeongguk had managed to control himself throughout the day with Kim. He felt proud of himself. He didn't think he would be able to do it because Taehyung in that fit looked like a snack. He had to summon all his willpower to not jump at Taehyung and eat him or something the moment the two males had stepped into the changing room. He was proud that he was able to look away and not drool when Taehyung took his shirt off. He was doing great today.

He was drying himself when he heard it. Footsteps. Wet and slow. Closing up on the stall he was in.

Why was Jeongguk even panicking? Taehyung is probably looking for a stall to change in. Jeongguk thought he was being ridiculous, feeling anxious for no describable feeling. So he kept on drying himself.

What he didn't hear was the footsteps pausing in front of his stall.

The curtain flew open, revealing a very naked Jeongguk. Jeongguk screamed. He legit screamed like some preschool girl and struggled to cover his dignity with the towel in his hands. His heart was thumping in his throat.

"What the fuck, Kim?!" Jeongguk yelled.

Taehyung stood in front of Jeongguk, face blank as he stared Jeongguk up and down. Taehyung himself was dripping wet. Blond locks glued to his face and droplets of water tickled down his face. His body was on another level. Slightly toned torso glistened with water, under the lights. Droplets of water kissed down his soft muscles and paused at every slight curve of his body until the continued their route to the towel hanging loosely around his hips. Taehyung had a beautiful tan. Jeongguk was drooling as he checked Taehyung out.

Standing in front of Jeongguk in all his half-naked glory, Taehyung looked godly. Jeongguk wanted to eat him. Lick the beads of water off of his body.

Jeongguk willed himself not to look past his waist but Jeongguk was already hard. He couldn't help himself when his eyes darted south only to be met with a tent in the middle of Taehyung's towel.

Jeongguk gulped.

Taehyung took two steps towards Jeongguk and Jeongguk backed away and then he realized he couldn't. Behind him was the mirror. He was trapped. Taehyung closed the curtain behind him and kept advancing towards Jeongguk until their bodies were pressed against each other.

Taehyung's arms were on either side of Jeongguk, pressed against the mirror, trapping him. Jeongguk felt his enemy's hot breath fan his ear.

"I missed you, baby boy" Taehyung's voice were a few octaves deeper than usual. Shivers ran down Jeongguk's body and made their way straight to his dick as he heard Taehyung growl in his ear. Jeongguk felt like he'd do anything the other man told him to do. Taehyung's voice was authoritative and dominant. He closed his eyes, letting himself grow hard. It was only a matter of time until Taehyung feels Jeongguk's neediness.

It was happening. What he tried to prevent was happening. He was losing control. If Jeongguk had the slightest bit of self-control, he would tell Taehyung to get off of him. But he couldn't. Why would he? He wanted this too. He didn't want to back off.

He just couldn't understand why he'd dismiss all his principles and morals in front of Kim Taehyung. It was as if the man's mere presence demanded Jeongguk to lose himself. And Jeongguk was too weak to defy him. Because he knew, even though he'd never admit, he had been dreaming of doing everything that's happening now.

Jeongguk mewled when Taehyung's hand reached and squeezed his ass. The towel he was holding between them fell on the floor, leaving Jeongguk naked and vulnerable under Taehyung's hungry gaze.

Taehyung smirked. He backed away a single step from Jeongguk. "Watching you play was the hardest thing to do" he said. "And look what you did to me" Taehyung's hand came to the front of his towel and he palmed himself over it.

Jeongguk sucked in a breath as he watched the erotic scene of his enemy pleasuring himself in front of him. Jeongguk wanted to touch Taehyung too. Hell, he wanted to touch himself.

"Can you take care of this problem that you caused?"

Jeongguk gulped. Yes he could. He wanted to. It felt so natural when he stepped towards Taehyung and knelt in front of him. He was in a haze.

Everything was falling down around him. His ego. His hopes. His morals. But new hopes were blooming. The only thing in his mind now was pleasuring Taehyung. Oh how he'd craved to touch Taehyung throughout the previous week.

"What a good boy" Taehyung said. Jeongguk looked up at him with doe eyes darkened with hunger and lust.

Jeongguk pulled down Taehyung's towel and threw it away. He was almost slapped in the face by Taehyung's member springing free. He stared hungrily at the red and flushed member standing tall and proud in front of him, begging to be touched.

He took hold of Taehyung's base and started stroking it up and down. Then he placed his lips at the tip of Taehyung's dick and sucked it, which made Taehyung hiss. Jeongguk started to bob his head up and down and started taking more and more of Taehyung in his mouth. He kept his eyes on Taehyung all the while, watching him get destroyed.

Taehyung dug his hand into Jeongguk's brown locks and tugged at them, leading him up and down his shaft. Taehyung moaned as he watched Jeongguk on his knees before him, lips wet and wrapped beautifully around his dick as he sucked him off eagerly.

Taehyung caressed his thumb over Jeongguk's bottom lip, a smile tugging at his lips. Taehyung had been dreaming of this moment. Touching himself as his mind created heavenly imageries in his head. A week. No matter how his work had kept him occupied, a small part of his mind was occupied with Jeongguk. And it felt like torture not being able to touch Jeongguk. Which had made him visit untouchable boundaries and call the president to arrange a game of golf. He had given in to his unspeakable desires that easily.

It felt euphoric upon seeing Jeongguk, who said something like this can't and won't happen again, sucking Taehyung off eagerly as if his life depended on it. It was as if Jeongguk had also wanted this as much as Taehyung. Taehyung only hoped that was the case.

Jeongguk became the reason Taehyung came undone in Jeongguk's mouth. The younger waited as Taehyung pumped his cum in to Jeongguk's mouth and swallowed the hot thick liquid, as if he had been starving for days.

Taehyung had a euphoric grin plastered to his face. "Oh what a good boy you are for Daddy"

Jeongguk continued to stare at Taehyung with doe eyes, still on his knees. His lips were red and swollen. Abused. His dick was fully hard and leaking.

Taehyung caressed Jeongguk's head fondly. Jeongguk reached to touch himself, his dick had been abandoned for too long. Just as he was about to do so, "Stop", a deep voice said.

Jeongguk found Taehyung no longer smiling. Jeongguk was pulled up and slammed into the mirror. Jeongguk whimpered as the cold surface came in contact with his front.

Taehyung was behind him.

"Suck" He said and pushed two fingers into Jeongguk's mouth. Jeongguk eagerly took them in and started coating saliva on them. Taehyung watched his reflection in the mirror all the while Jeongguk sucked. When they were wet enough Taehyung pulled out the dripping digits and pushed one inside Jeongguk.

Jeongguk whimpered as he felt the intrusion to his tight hole. It's been a whole week and it kind of hurt. Taehyung pushed until two knuckles deep and started pumping him. His hole was soon intruded by another long digit. Taehyung pumped him in and out and when they were deep enough, they brushed over a small lump that had Jeongguk moaning loudly. Taehyung kept brushing his fingers over the bundle of nerves and Jeongguk kept on moaning and moaning.

"Did you touch yourself thinking about me?" Taehyung's breath was hot in his ear.

"Ye-yes" Jeongguk felt himself say.

"What a filthy slut you are, Hmm?" Taehyung growled.

Jeongguk moaned in response.

Jeongguk was on the edge. Only a few more thrusts, he'll come. But before he could, Taehyung pulled out his fingers. Jeongguk whined at the loss.

Jeongguk waited for Taehyung's dick to enter him but-

"Shit" Taehyung cursed.

Jeongguk's eyes fluttered open. "What?" Jeongguk's voice was hoarse.

"I don't have a condom"

Oh

Oh no

This can't be happening. No no no. Jeongguk needed release. He was too far gone to stop now. He faced Taehyung. And Taehyung stared back at him, silently asking him a question.

"Are you clean?" Jeongguk said.

"Of course I'm clean. Are you?"

"Yeah. Got a medical report a few weeks ago" Jeongguk said.

"Okay, then. Are you sure about this?" Taehyung said. Jeongguk nodded.

"Turn around" Taehyung ordered. Jeongguk complied.

Jeongguk was met yet again with the cool surface of the mirror. He pressed himself to it. Behind him he heard Taehyung stroking himself a few times and wetting his palm and stroking himself again. Taehyung parted Jeongguk's cheeks and pushed in. Jeongguk gasped. This was his first time doing it without lube, and he felt like he was being ripped open.

By the time he had pushed all of him in, both of them were panting.

"Tell me when you're ready" Taehyung said.

Even though this was the fifth time Jeongguk was taking Taehyung, it felt like he'd never be able to adjust to how big Taehyung was.

"Okay" Jeongguk replied shakily.

Then Taehyung pulled out a bit and pushed in again. There was too much friction with the absence of lube and Jeongguk wasn't feeling any pleasure yet.

Taehyung kept thrusting in and out of him and after a while it was starting to feel good again. Taehyung took told of Jeongguk's hips and sped up his thrusts. That was when Taehyung hit Jeongguk's sweet spot.

Jeongguk moaned and moaned. The mirror was fogging up and he could see himself in it. His palms were pressed to it. His face was flushed and his mouth slightly parted, moans and pants escaping him. He watched his face bear that erotic expression. He looked so good getting fucked.

Then he darted his eyes to the reflection of the man behind him. Only to see those dark orbs staring right back at him.

"You like seeing yourself get fucked?" Taehyung asked smugly but Jeongguk was too carried away to answer him.

Taehyung's thrusts sped up and he was pounding in to Jeongguk at an animalistic pace. Jeongguk watched Taehyung, lost in pleasure, chasing his high, fucking Jeongguk.

Fuck, did he look hot.

The two of them chased their highs, moaning and grunting, like dogs in rut, lost in each other, using each other to find their release.

"A-ah!" Jeongguk moaned out. He was too lost in the pleasure provided to him. He was riding a beautiful euphoria.

He didn't know how and when and why. But all he knew was it felt so great when he said;

"Daddy!"

Taehyung almost stopped thrusting. Then he sped up more, if that was even possible. "Say that again" he growled lowly.

"Daddy, fu-fuck that feels s-so good" Jeongguk moaned out.

"Oh yeah. That's right. Baby boy taking Daddy so well" Taehyung groaned.

"Daddy I'm gonna- aah!" Jeongguk moaned out. Taehyung got the message and reached to Jeongguk's front to jerk him off but-

"No. Want to cum untouched" Jeongguk said.

Then he came undone, shooting his semen to the mirror. It dripped down slowly to the tiled floor.

Taehyung came a few seconds later, inside Jeongguk. Jeongguk gasped as he felt the hot liquid fill him up.

Both of them were panting and a few minutes of being pressed against the mirror, Taehyung pulled out.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cum inside" Taehyung said.

"It's fine" Jeongguk said.

Was it? Jeongguk wasn't sure. But he was too exhausted to care.

A few silent seconds passed between them.

It was then it dawned upon Jeongguk. With Kim's cum dripping down Jeongguk's thighs, the consequences of what he'd taken part in, again. He felt disgusting.

Why? Why does Jeongguk keep coming back to Taehyung? It's not right. It can't happen.

Oh my god. He thought. If his father found out ever. Oh no. What if his Aunt finds out? The person that cared the most for him? How disappointed would she be in him? How disappointed and disgusted would she be if she found out Jeongguk was someone who gives in to his desires so easily? Someone with no self-control? Someone who'd trait his family's reputation for a temporary pleasure.

What's wrong with him? Why can't he control himself?

He felt worthless.

He shouldn't fuck his enemy. He shouldn't have fucked him again. He's worthless. What is he going to do now? The thoughts kept playing on his mind over and over again like a broken record. He felt like crying.

Taehyung had turned his back to him. He bent down and took his towel.

No. No no no! Is he going to leave Jeongguk too?

So what? You're just a good fuck to him. Not like he cares about you. He knows you're worthless.

Why wouldn't Taehyung leave him wordlessly after fucking? They meant nothing to each other.

Was this how Taehyung felt when Jeongguk left him the other day?

Thousands of emotions, including guilt, disgust, hatred, sadness crumbled on top of him mercilessly and the next thing he knew, he had sunken in to his knees.

Hot tears started streaming down his face. He sniffed.

His worries, regrets, and the consequences of his wrongdoings dripped down his face in the form of tears. His heart ached. He felt miserable. He couldn't even tell himself it was fine because he knew it was not. And he knew, he deserved to feel miserable just like this.

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