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At first they ignored it, because that& #39;s what you& #39;re supposed to do when your 15 year old dongsaeng is sat looking around the dressing room with wide, terrified eyes with a hoodie artfully draped over his crotch.
Namjoon discretely told him to go to the bathroom and Jungkook scurried off with his hand cupped over his little bulge as if it wasn& #39;t already painfully obvious what his problem was.
They were teenagers at the time, erections happened.
They& #39;ve all gotten hard at inappropriate times, like Seokjin at that one fan sign where he just pretended like his dick wasn& #39;t straining against his pants and carried on as normal.
They& #39;ve all gotten hard at inappropriate times, like Seokjin at that one fan sign where he just pretended like his dick wasn& #39;t straining against his pants and carried on as normal.
Jungkook getting hard before their performance wasn& #39;t a huge deal, but then it kept happening.
Jungkook flees to the bathroom to knock one out each time and they don& #39;t talk about it and it& #39;s /fine./
Jungkook flees to the bathroom to knock one out each time and they don& #39;t talk about it and it& #39;s /fine./
Fine until suddenly he doesn& #39;t have time to run to the bathroom before their stage.
He squirms as one of their makeup artists applies his eyeshadow, already dressed in his stage outfit. By this point he& #39;s given in being subtle about getting hard in the first place.
He squirms as one of their makeup artists applies his eyeshadow, already dressed in his stage outfit. By this point he& #39;s given in being subtle about getting hard in the first place.
He was the last to have his makeup done, and the problem only arose towards the end of the application and for a hot second Jungkook thought he might get away without an erection for one whole music show.
But, no, his dick started to swell just as he was being powdered and there was no time to sneak off.
"I need to go the bathroom, noona" Jungkook says, voice noticeably strained.
"I need to go the bathroom, noona" Jungkook says, voice noticeably strained.
"Hold still," she warns, ignoring his plea. A whine rises in his throat, probably involuntarily.
He does as he& #39;s told. His thin pants are visibly tenting even though his dick isn& #39;t anything to write home about.
He does as he& #39;s told. His thin pants are visibly tenting even though his dick isn& #39;t anything to write home about.
It happens before every performance, pent up energy channeling into one place. Or something like that. Jungkook doesn& #39;t know the science behind backstage boners.
He& #39;s usually the first to be done makeup-wise specifically because of his problem.
He& #39;s usually the first to be done makeup-wise specifically because of his problem.
He screws his eyes shut as his cock throbs, causing the makeup artist to sigh and drop her hands away from his face.
"Stop making his so difficult, Jungkook-ah, you don& #39;t have much time," she says.
"It won& #39;t go down," he mutters pitifully.
"Stop making his so difficult, Jungkook-ah, you don& #39;t have much time," she says.
"It won& #39;t go down," he mutters pitifully.
"Just jerk off already!" Jimin calls from across the room.
Jungkook flushes immediately. It& #39;s mostly hidden under his concealer but the tips of his ears are bright red. He doesn& #39;t reply to Jimin, just grips the arms of the chair tighter and tries to relax his face.
Jungkook flushes immediately. It& #39;s mostly hidden under his concealer but the tips of his ears are bright red. He doesn& #39;t reply to Jimin, just grips the arms of the chair tighter and tries to relax his face.
He doesn& #39;t want to be difficult, he already feels bad enough that their staff have to be here with him while he& #39;s dribbling precum into his boxers.
"Maybe that& #39;s not the worst idea," Namjoon says carefully from the chair over.
"Maybe that& #39;s not the worst idea," Namjoon says carefully from the chair over.
"I can& #39;t do /that/ here," Jungkook insists. If he just tries hard enough then it& #39;ll go away, even if that& #39;s never worked before. He& #39;s tried all the tricks. Thinking of his grandma naked, clenching his thighs - all of them. Nothing makes a dint in his rock hard cock.
"It& #39;s nothing we haven& #39;t heard before. We& #39;re on soon, just do it here," Namjoon says. Jungkook wants the ground to swallow him up. He& #39;s thankful he& #39;s getting his eye makeup done because that means he doesn& #39;t have to make eye contact with the suggesting he whack his cock out.
"I can& #39;t-" he starts to argue but his makeup artist is tutting and grabbing his chin to move his face the direction she needs it to be and he& #39;s cut off.
"Can you pass me that blanket, hyung?" Namjoon is asking either Yoongi or Seokjin and Jungkook really wishes he were dead.
"Can you pass me that blanket, hyung?" Namjoon is asking either Yoongi or Seokjin and Jungkook really wishes he were dead.
"He& #39;s not really going to is he?" Jimin asks. He doesn& #39;t as brave as he did a minute ago.
Jungkook feels something land on his lap and he cracks his eyes open just enough to see it is in fact a scrunched up green blanket.
Jungkook feels something land on his lap and he cracks his eyes open just enough to see it is in fact a scrunched up green blanket.
"Just do it quickly," Namjoon says.
Jungkook considers his options. It& #39;s simple, really. He either goes on stage in front of hundreds of young women with an erection or he sucks it up and jerks off in their dressing room, which is full of their staff.
Jungkook considers his options. It& #39;s simple, really. He either goes on stage in front of hundreds of young women with an erection or he sucks it up and jerks off in their dressing room, which is full of their staff.
Their staff have all seen worse by now, probably. They never talk about it but they all know manager Sejin walked in on Jimin with his fingers up his ass once when he still frequented their dorm.
"I& #39;m sorry, noona," Jungkook murmurs, unfolding the blanket to cover himself.
"I& #39;m sorry, noona," Jungkook murmurs, unfolding the blanket to cover himself.
"It& #39;s okay," she replies and Jungkook thinks she really means it.
"Is he jerking off?" Jimin asks from somewhere behind him.
"Nearly," Taehyung replies.
"Pervert." The insult shoots straight to Jungkook& #39;s cock. He tries not to whimper out loud.
"Is he jerking off?" Jimin asks from somewhere behind him.
"Nearly," Taehyung replies.
"Pervert." The insult shoots straight to Jungkook& #39;s cock. He tries not to whimper out loud.
"Don& #39;t be an asshole, Jimin," Yoongi warns.
"I& #39;m not the one with my dick out!"
"His dick isn& #39;t out, he& #39;s there a blanket over it," Taehyung informs them. He sounds closer than before, did he come over just to him see, oh god—
"I& #39;m not the one with my dick out!"
"His dick isn& #39;t out, he& #39;s there a blanket over it," Taehyung informs them. He sounds closer than before, did he come over just to him see, oh god—
He does moan out loud that time and he& #39;s not even touching himself yet. Just the idea of an audience has precum blurting from his cock.
"Five minutes, boys." Jungkook can& #39;t place the voice, but it doesn& #39;t matter, he& #39;s running out of time.
"Five minutes, boys." Jungkook can& #39;t place the voice, but it doesn& #39;t matter, he& #39;s running out of time.
"You& #39;re almost done, stay still for noona." That alone almost has him moaning again.
Jungkook gives his cock a tentative palm through his trousers, hips bucking into his touch immediately.
Jungkook gives his cock a tentative palm through his trousers, hips bucking into his touch immediately.
He can’t waste anymore time so he swallows his pride and shoves his hand down his pants. His dick has been leaking for a while the inside of his underwear is coated is wet and sticky and, quite frankly, disgusting.
It’s hard work to keep his face relaxed enough for his makeup artist to finish her job. Things are usually this close, but he’s not made her job easy and he tries not to feel bad about it as he strips his dick.
“Okay, done,” she says after only another minute.
“Okay, done,” she says after only another minute.
“Thank you,” he says, although it comes out as more of a whine.
Now his makeup is done he just had to get off. He slumps further into the chair and rubs his palm over the head of his dick.
Now his makeup is done he just had to get off. He slumps further into the chair and rubs his palm over the head of his dick.
The dressing room is buzzing with activity as they get ready to go on stage. He can hear his hyungs talking behind him, knows they can all see what he’s doing, how frantically his hand is moving under the blanket.
When he dares to crack his eyes open his breath catches in his throat. Namjoon is watching him in the mirror as his makeup artist dabs tinted lip balm onto his thick lips. Namjoon averts his eyes immediately but it’s too late, he was /watching/ Jungkook get off.
He averts his eyes from Namjoon and accidentally makes eye contact with one of their managers sat on the couch behind him. There’s too many people here.
He should really close eyes again but then he realises Seokjin and Hoseok are watching him as well, he has an /audience/, they can all hear him moaning as he gets himself off in public.
“Why is he so noisy?” he hears Jimin ask Taehyung, who just shrugs. He wants to apologise but doesn’t dare speak. He bites his lip to try and stop the noises escaping but then his makeup artist is tapping his top lip with the end of a makeup brush and tutting.
“Don’t ruin your makeup, I don’t have time to do it again,” she scolds. He lets go on his lip, pathetic noise of despair leaving his mouth.
Despite his better judgement his eyes flick back up to catch Jimin looking at him with disgust and it’s enough to have him gasping and tumbling over the edge, spilling into his underwear. The noise is obscene as cum coats his fist and he strokes himself through his orgasm.
It’s a thousand times better than jerking off into the toilet. He should be ashamed of that, with all these people watching him, but he doesn’t care as his cock begins to deflate and he’s flooded with relief.
“Here,” Namjoon says as he hands Jungkook a wad of tissues. “Don’t let it leak through.”
Jungkook nods jerkily, muttering a thank you as he shoves the tissues under the blanket and down his pants unceremoniously
Jungkook nods jerkily, muttering a thank you as he shoves the tissues under the blanket and down his pants unceremoniously
The clean up is messy given how thoroughly he& #39;s soaked his underwear, he& #39;ll just to have put up with his dick being stick during their performance, but it& #39;s better than being hard.
"Please never do that again," Jimin says.
"Please never do that again," Jimin says.
"He liked it, really, Jungkookie," Taehyung says.
Jungkook ignores them both as Namjoon scolds them. He finishes cleaning up and tosses the dirty tissues.
Jungkook ignores them both as Namjoon scolds them. He finishes cleaning up and tosses the dirty tissues.
He stands there by the trash can holding his sticky hands out until one of their stylists rolls her eyes and gets him some wet wipes. He thanks her and tries to put the whole ordeal to the back of his mind.
And then it& #39;s time to go.
And then it& #39;s time to go.
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