PC Guy

Dude

Yo PC guy

Thought you would
be in front of your PC
all the time?

Whatever

Hook me up with
another soon.

Two weeks had passed since the last live streaming and Jungkook had gone pretty anxious. Of course he had jerked off to Kim Taehyung's posters but he needed to hear the man's deep groans and growls like he needed air.

Jungkook left his chair and got ready, wearing his black leather jacket and black baseball cap.

People might think he was a neet. Well, he did look like one. But he had a job. An important one too.

Pulling out his car from the apartment's basement, Jungkook headed to his studio, where he would draw, paint and let his imagination and passion loose.

He had won awards for his paintings, to each his muse was always the same - supermodel Kim Taehyung.

It wasn't that all of his paintings were of the model's face but sometimes it would be the painting of the day Kim Taehyung appeared on TV. He'd capture the weather and his feelings of the day, transferring them on canvas, smearing the color yellow and red with a hint of purple.

Sometimes, it would be articles he was inspired by, and those articles could be found in magazines, their covers graced by the one and only Kim Taehyung.

He was good. No- he was a genius. And he was rich.

He owned his apartment, situated in the middle of Seoul.

He owned his studio, a big building with it's own exhibition hall.

He owned his Jaguar, a black one which was not his only car.

He had the state of the art computer, specially for Kim Taehyung.

He had all BUT Kim Taehyung.

Jungkook spent the whole day at the studio, painting his feelings of masturbating to the supermodel's hacked CCTV.

Day gradually turned a darker hue of orange when Jungkook finally left his studio.

He drove back and got into the shower to rid of the oil paint and sweat. Slight possibility of precum as he was rememering Kim Taehyung while painting but who knew for sure.

Stepping out of his bathroom with a towel around his waist, Jungkook moved to his computer to turn it on.

After he got dressed in shorts, a beep came in.

PC Guy

Dude. Sorry.
Was working.

I thought this
is your work?

Not my only job.

Cool.

So you want more?

Yeah.

He's at home
right now but
might not be
doing anything
special.

Doesn't matter.
I just wanna see him.

Okay.
Let me know
when the money's in.

A few minutes later, the link popped up and Jungkook clicked it eagerly.

On his screen was Kim Taehyung sitting on the bed with his Macbook on his lap. He was listening to something with his earphones connected.

Jungkook licked his lips.

Kim Taehyung was wearing glasses and the sight of it did things to his heart beat.

There was no sound coming from the stream except few rustling here and there when the beautiful man would move around on his bed.

Jungkook couldn't see what Kim Taehyung was watching since he was facing the camera, thus Jungkook could only see the cover of the Macbook.

"What are you watching baby?" Jungkook asked as he propped his elbow on his desk, watching the man with such intensity.

Truth be told, he wouldn't even mind watching that man doing nothing the whole day. He could get satisfied emotionally just by doing that.

The supermodel looked so serious, so Jungkook concluded he was watching a movie and smiled sweetly.

But a few seconds later, his hand started reaching into his pants and Jungkook gasped.

Kim Taehyung set his laptop aside, eyes still glued to the screen, earphones still stuck in his ears. His hand however left his crotch as he shimmied his pants off.

Jungkook groaned at the majestic sight of Kim Taehyung's beautiful cock. It was semi hard yet it was already big.

Jungkook felt his own twitched at the size and got up to remove his shorts and took a sharp breath in when he heard that groan he wanted to so much.

"Fuck." He knew if he touched himself now, he'd come. Trying his best, Jungkook merely watched the supermodel stroking himself slowly although his member was growing harder just by the sight of it.

This went on for a couple of minutes but to Jungkook's dismay, Kim Taehyung sighed and pulled his pants on again before closing his laptop, not even finishing his own handjob.

"Fuck. Why baby?" Jungkook groaned when his own hard on deflated a little.

Kim Taehyung left his room and the streaming stopped.

PC Guy

Dude
What happened?

Dude?

Yo PC guy.

Fuck.

Calm your tits.
I'm here.

Why did the
streaming stop?

He left the room.

But he could've returned.

Don't think so.

How can you be so sure?

I'm not. It's just a guess.
Anyways, gotta bounce.

Wait!

Dude.

Bro.

Fuck.

------

"The thing I hate the most is," the man in front of the various large monitors said to no one in particular, "baby boys like you being passive when I'm jerking off, Jeon Jungkook."