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At Jungkook’s birthday, he gets a surprise.
It’s not the gift – wrapped in a pink sheet with bunnies all over it – that he finds waiting for him on the kitchen counter when he wakes up in the morning for class.
It’s not even the surprise party that he comes back to from gym in the evening. Although it could be because when did Jimin and Taehyung get the time to do all this anyways? There’s ribbon and confetti thrown all over their apartment as well as little silver disco balls. A very fruity looking punch decorates the dining table with several other snacks and people even have birthday caps on which have Jungkook’s ugliest picture printed on them.
A very expensive, yummy looking cake lies in the middle of the table but even that is not the surprise. (Jungkook makes a mental note to dig into that later).
No the surprise is when he gets dragged into his room by his roommates, in lieu of helping him change clothes, but promptly gets pushed against the door with Taehyung’s tongue licking hotly into his mouth. A startled whimper falls from Jungkook’s lips, eyes fluttering.
‘Well, can you feel it?’ Taehyung demands, pulling back, eyes shining mischievously. Jungkook’s brain is still lagging from the onslaught of the kiss that he only blinks, dazed.
‘Feel what? You guys what are you –‘
He shuts up when he sees it.
The silver metal glinting on Taehyung’s tongue as he grins and pointedly licks his teeth.
‘You got a fucking piercing?’ Jungkook’s voice is shrill. ‘On your tongue?’
‘Not just him.’ Jimin smiles, wicked. ‘Me too.’
He opens his mouth, letting Jungkook see properly the fairly large barbell punctured just below the tip of his tongue. All types of inappropriate images flash through Jungkook’s mind and arousal pools low and hot in his belly.
He flushes pink.
Taehyung laughs catching Jungkook’s expression and elbows Jimin.
‘I told you he would like it,’ he boosts. ‘Don’t you Jungkookie?’
‘Yeah well, it’s okay.’ Jungkook swallows, trying to act indifferent although his dick is throbbing in his pants. ‘Don’t know what it’s got to do with me though.’
Leaning closer, Jimin clicks the door lock in place.
‘Because Kook, you’ll see.’ He says and drops to his knees right before Jungkook.
Jungkook goes wide eyed.
‘What are you – ngh –’
His words get swallowed down by Taehyungs mouth, his body pressing flat against the door from the intensity of the kiss.
‘Just relax,’ his roommate murmurs before parting Jungkook’s lips open and sliding his tongue across the roof of his mouth so that incase Jungkook wasn’t hard before, he’s positively aching now. Still, he’s very acutely aware of the party going just outside the door.
His own birthday party.
‘Guys,’ Jungkook hisses, breathing hard, watching Jimin make quick work of his pants as Taehyung moves his mouth down his neck. Being an efficient worker, Jimin pulls both Jungkook’s briefs and pants down in one go before his mouth is on Jungkook’s dick.
Jungkook gasps. Jimin’s mouth is wet and warm and he’s sliding down Jungkook’s length, swallowing him whole. Any and all thoughts about the party leave his head when Taehyung winks and joins Jimin on the floor.
‘Fuck,’ Jungkook moans because now instead of one, there are two mouths on his dick. And – and this is not something he ever imagined but god the sight of his two roommates slurping on his cock on their knees as they stare up at him is doing unspeakable things to Jungkook.
Jimin and Taehyung lick the underside of his cock, their tongues over lapping. It’s filthy and messy the way they lave at his cock together, sharing it between their lips like a Popsicle. The barbell on their tongues presses into the flesh of his cock just right, and when Jimin licks his tip, the barbell catches on the slit. Jungkook’s hips buck wildly from the pleasure and he thinks he might just pass out.
‘Do you like it kook?’ Jimin asks, pressing a kiss on his pelvic. ‘Does it feel good?’
Jungkook nods. He’s moaning so loud he can barely form a comprehensible word let alone a full answer. It’s seems to be good enough for his roommates anyways because then Jimin drags his mouth down to his balls and Taehyung closes his mouth around Jungkook’s length and they both start sucking.
Jungkook’s knees buckle and his spine arches as he pushes back into Taehyung’s mouth. It’s too much, the heat and the wetness and the damn metal pressing into his dick. Cum oozes out from his tip and his roommates lave at it, share it between their pink tongues until Jungkook’s cock his coated with his own slick and their saliva.
‘Hyungs I am gonna – I-‘
He babbles incoherently as his orgasm gets closer.
‘Shh baby, just let go,’ Taehyung tells him. He closes his fist around Jungkook’s tip and pumps it, savagely rubbing his thumb on the slit until Jungkook spills into his hand with a cry. Both Jimin and Taehyung are quick to catch is with their mouths.
They lick him clean and only stop when he’s crying from oversensitivity.
‘Unh, stop. Hurts.’
He pulls the boys up and then they both alternate between kissing him softly and mouthing at his neck until he calms down from the high.
‘How did you like your birthday gift?’ Taehyung asks.
Jungkook sighs against his lips.
‘Hmm, I might have to try it a few more times,’ he replies and Jimin giggles.
‘Don’t be such a slut.’ He chides gently. ‘Just say ‘thank you hyungs’.’
‘Thankyou hyungs.’ Jungkook parrots, bowing.
They clean him up before heading out. Outside it doesn’t look like anyone knows he just got his dick wet, although he feels like it’s plastered on his forehead.
They cut the cake and Jungkook gets tons of presents. Later when everyone has left, Taehyung fucks him while Jimin rides him and by the end of the night Jungkook is left pleasantly buzzing.
‘Why did you both get the same piercing?’ he asks afterwards. His roommates just wink at him.
‘Because two is better than one.’