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In the decade he's been practicing medicine, Namjoon has worked hard to make a name for himself. He's earned the utmost trust and respect from his community – patients sought after him while his colleagues valued his insights whenever they sought his advice.
He's always been very cool-headed and professional, no matter the situation. He always manages to keep his emotions in check, all while still treating his patients with kindness and being an immensely gifted doctor.
That's why he's trusted with a... special kind of patients. There are other great professionals in that hospital. Intelligent. Skilled... But very few could handle this sorta thing.
So Namjoon became the go-to doctor for cases of sexual abuse of minors.
They are more common than he had thought, and he's really seen it all. Gangraped tweens, molested toddlers, etc. It has actually taken a toll on him, witnessing some of the most wicked things the world has to offer, but he finds some peace in the fact that at least he's helping put rapists and pedophiles behind bars.
Thanks to this, Namjoon became acquainted with the Korean Child Protection Services, and takes any patients they bring him. That's why he accepted to see one more patient of the kind out of schedule, after he's done with his appointments for the day.
He sits in his office as he reads the medical file in his hand, together with the police report that had been sent to him just a couple of hours prior.
FILE #4929E0
Name: Jeon Jungkook
Age: 4 years old
History: No known medical complications.
Mother: Deceased.
Father: Under arrest.
Current placement: Under KCPS custody.
Observations: The child has been recently removed from his home right after the start of a formal police investigation into alleged pedophilic practices perpetrated by his father, who has a record of molestation and sexual assault. A neighbor claims they witnessed a rape taking place inside the home.
There's a knock on his door.
"Come in."
"Dr Kim, hello!" the middle-aged social worker says politely.
"Mrs Ryu, hi. Please take a seat."
"Thank you so much for making time for us yet again on such short notice. I know you have a busy schedule but I want to get this boy examined before... any potential bruises heal and whatnot. You know how it is."
"I understand," he says with a soft smile. "Please bring him in."
A nurse comes in, holding the hand of the boy from the picture on the file Namjoon was reading. His big starry doe eyes start to scan the room as he keeps his shiny lips attached to the lollipop he'd been given at the front desk.
"Jungkook, this is Doctor Kim," Mrs Ryu says. "He's gonna take a look at you. Be a good boy and do everything he says, okay?"
"Okay!"
The two women leave the room to give them some privacy due to the delicate nature of Jungkook's case. Mrs Ryu takes his lollipop to avoid it being a nuisance during the examination and, while the child doesn't get mad or throw a tantrum, Namjoon still promises him he can get another one after they're done. Jungkook accepts the bargain and smiles sweetly. He likes the doctor already.
"Alright, let's get started, Jungkookie."
He walks the boy to the examination area and sits down on his rolling stool. He hands Jungkook a little hospital gown – he always has gowns of the smallest sizes lying around for these kids – and tells him to change. He turns around as Jungkook obediently does as he's told and in the meantime he puts on some surgical gloves and gets some material ready.
When he hears some shuffling behind him he turns around to see his patient has already climbed up the gurney and sat on the edge.
"Ah, Jungkookie, be careful, you could have fallen and gotten hurt."
"But I was super fast, wasn't I? You didn't even see me heheh eomma used to tell me I was the fastest tree climber in our neighborhood!" he says enthusiastically.
Namjoon smiles fondly. "You were! You must be faster than The Flash!"
The two laugh together, and Namjoon's dimples pop up.
"You're handsome, sir." Jungkook giggles shyly.
"You can call me Namjoon."
"Namjoon... Joon. Joonjoon, imma call you Joonjoon!"
"Dr Joonjoon at your service."
Namjoon decides that's enough fooling around. The boy seems to trust him and is relaxed enough.
"Okay, c'mon, we need to get started." He grabs his stethoscope. "Let's see if you're a strong healthy boy."
Namjoon always starts these kind of examinations with a normal check-up. That way he can get a better understanding of the overall state of the child's health and also it normally helps the kiddos ease into it.
"Okay, Jungkookie, you're doing great..." he says, choosing not to mention the bruising on the roof of the boy's mouth. He doesn't need to ask – it's a common sign of rough oral sex. "Now... I'm gonna need you to lay down and bring your gown up to your hips. That's right, now bend your knees and spread your legs a bit."
Namjoon is surprised to see that the boy had already taken off his underwear back when he first got undressed. Normally, these patients are hesitant to do so and need to take a break – a bit of a pep talk or some words of encouragement help too.
Still, not a good sign that he took it all off without being asked... It could mean he's used to it.
The doctor finally takes a look and sighs when he examines Jungkook's anus. There's some tearing and bruises, the rim is pink and irritated, and his hole is loose... This kid was not only raped but he's probably been getting raped frequently.
Namjoon, as always, keeps his reactions in check.
"Alright, Jungkookie, I need to rub a cotton swab on the inside of your butt, okay? I'll try to be quick but let me know if you want me to stop."
"Okay!"
The doctor delicately slips the swab inside the boy's hole and starts rubbing his walls.
"T-Tickles."
Before Namjoon can ask him if he needs to take a break, he freezes for a moment when he notices Jungkook's hole is clenching down.
"Hmm... more."
Namjoon looks at his patient, a bit surprised at the fact that Jungkook seems to be displaying what could be... sexually proactive behavior. Not the first time he's seen it, but it's quite uncommon, especially at such a young age. The boy's eyes are closed and his cocklet his getting hard. He's pushing his tiny hips down, chasing the feeling of the swab on his walls and trying to get it deeper inside him.
Namjoon quickly finishes taking the sample. He doesn't need any more proof. He has his diagnosis.
Jungkook got raped routinely, getting penetrated with a certain amount of violence both orally and anally, and had also been conditioned and trained to enjoy the abuse – even if, judging by his bruises, it must have been as equally painful for him as it was pleasurable.
"Okay, all done."
"Is it over?" the boy asks, a certain disappointment tainting his voice.
"Yep. You can get dressed."
Once again, the doctor turns around to give him privacy and starts preparing the sample he will send to the hospital lab, writing down the details on the plastic zip bag.
Patient: Jeon Jungkook — FILE #4929E0
Content: Cotton swab — ANAL SAMPLE
Doctor's notes: Test for semen. Collect and catalog any DNA found and cross reference with police data base.
In the meantime, instead of getting dressed, Jungkook reaches for his clothes and takes a folded piece of paper from the pocket on his overalls.
"Joonjoon?"
"Yes, Jungkookie?"
"I... I have something for you."
He hands the note to the doctor, still completely naked.
"Before the policemen kicked the door open and took appa, he told me to keep this and give it to the doctor they took me to."
Namjoon grabs the note hesitantly and just stares at it for a moment. A letter from Jungkook's father? An actual soon-to-be convicted incestuous pedophile?
He unfolds it, and reads:
Dear doc
You don't know me but you probably think I'm a piece of shit. And I am, I won't deny it. I've been fucking Jungkook on a daily basis for a few weeks now, since his mother passed. It's been wonderful. He's so tight and so tiny that it's impossible not to cum inside him.
He hated it at first, thrashed around and cried like a little baby. It took a bit of time (and a lot of lube) for his ass to get used to my cock. But he became so pliant, so submissive. Such a good boy. You have no idea how heavenly it feels. Everyone should be able to enjoy the pleasure of fucking toddlers.
So what I want to tell you is this: Try him out. I assure you you won't regret it. He's become a well-trained slut. His ass his always open and ready to be stuffed, he will moan and call you daddy, he can even suck you off (he needs to work more on his gag reflex though, but his mouth still feels divine). And most importantly... He knows he has to keep his mouth shut.
You could deliver your diagnosis confirming that I did rape my son and give this to the authorities as a confession letter. But no matter what you do, this seed I've planted in your brain will stay there forever. It will stay there until you cave in and indulge these dark desires.
And you can cave in right now.
Cave in and fuck my son.
Namjoon stares at the letter. His hands are shaking a bit. He's never been this close to losing his composure at work. Out of all the fucked up things he's seen, this one takes the cake. It's the first time someone's tried to convince him to have sex with an actual child, in such a straightforward and crude manner, no less.
And that's when he hears the zipper of his pants. It's Jungkook. Namjoon is frozen in shock for a moment, and the boy is so agile and quick that before the doctor can even react he's already gotten his adult cock out of his pants.
"Appa also told me to play with you," he says with an innocent smile.
Play? Is that what that sick fuck told his son they were doing while he raped him?
"Jungkook, no!"
The child was about to lick his shaft when Namjoon sits up and steps away.
"Jungkook!! You cannot do that, that is wrong!"
For the first time during one of these appointments, Namjoon starts to lose it and feels a bit nauseous. His heart is beating a mile a minute.
"No it isn't, appa always said it's okay. It's okay for Kookie to touch... And it's okay for Kookie to be touched." He approaches Namjoon. Namjoon doesn't want to push him away or yell at him, so he steps back until he bumps into his desk, unable to go further.
His cock is still dangling between his legs. When he tries to put it back in his underwear, Jungkook cracks a mischievous smile and makes a run for it. The only way Namjoon's panicked brain can think of to stop him is grabbing him by the neck. Jungkook does stop and stays put, like a good little puppy, as if he feels at home with a hand around his throat and an adult cock right in front of him.
And then he lolls out his tongue.
"Fuck..."
Namjoon's dick is getting hard, making his member protrude from his body and get closer to the toddler. Jungkook tries to reach his bulbous head with his tongue and Namjoon finds himself feeling not as desperate to push him away.
He gulps.
The seed of depravity that had been planted in his brain is indeed starting to flourish.
How bad can it be if he wants it?
If he's consenting why should his age matter?
It's just the mouth.
It'll be quick.
No one will know.
"Shit... shit shit shit."
Namjoon finally gives in. He lets go of Jungkook's neck and pushes his cock inside his mouth, who receives it with a happy whine that sends vibrations down his shaft.
It's a sinful sight. The boy looks up at the doctor with glossy eyes and starts massaging his slit with his tiny tongue.
Namjoon moans pathetically and immediately covers his mouth with his hand, ashamed of himself. He's too afraid to move, but it doesn't take long for Jungkook to start bobbing his head up and down his cock. He's so eager he tries to fit the whole thing inside his mouth a couple of times, making him gag. But even if he fails, he doesn't stop sucking his doctor's dick.
Namjoon knees get week, and he has to lean against his desk and hold onto its edge to maintain his balance. He throws his head back at the pro-level blowjob he's getting from a 4 year old.
"Ah fuck me..." He moans out, breathing heavily.
He can't help it. He grabs a handful of Jungkook's hair to keep him in place and starts thrusting in and out of his mouth. Jungkook's eyes go wide with surprise at the sudden forceful intrusions. Namjoon can't stop staring at him as tears start sliding down Jungkook's rosy cheeks while he does his best to take the adult cock in his toddler mouth. Namjoon starts getting more and more violent as he reaches his climax, and when he cums he pushes himself so far inside that his cum goes directly down the boy's throat. Jungkook's mouth in so full of cock that he's doing his best to breathe through his nose like his appa taught him.
The doctor finally lets go of him. His length becomes visible once again, covered in saliva and a few drops of cum the kid didn't swallow.
Namjoon quickly reaches for his trash can and throws up. His conscience wants to punish him for getting his cock sucked by a child.
When he's done he slides down the front of his desk until he's sitting on the floor, trying to take in what just happened as he comes down from his high.
Jungkook doesn't take a break. He grabs a bottle of hand sanitizing gel and kneels down in front of Namjoon, turning his back to him. He sloppily covers his fingers in gel before shoving three of them up his ass.
"Holy shit."
"Now comes the best part, Joonjoon. The part where Kookie also gets to feel good!" He says excitedly, his tiny hand now slipping in and out of his hole almost in its entirety. "Let's play."
"No..." Namjoon says, still breathing erratically. "I can't, I... fuck, what have I done..."
The child ignores him and decides to take matters into his own hands. He stops fingering himself and straddles Namjoon's lap, pouring gel all over his still hard member before he starts stoking his twitching shaft.
This time, Namjoon doesn't try to stop him. Instead, he just watches as Jungkook lifts his hips up and lines up the adult cock with his entrance.
"Fuck Kookie, daddy."
That's it for him. Those words light a fire within the doctor and something deep inside him flips. He pushes Jungkook down on himself slowly, moaning at the delicious drag of the kid's walls slowly engulfing him.
"You're the tightest I've ever had, shit."
Jungkook places his hands on Namjoon's strong broad shoulders and starts pulling himself up before falling back down.
"S-So thick, Joonjoon..."
"That's right, take this thick cock. Your father was right. What a well-trained slut."
"A-ah, ah... ah..."
Jungkook keeps on riding Namjoon as best as he can, but he eventually starts struggling and quickly gets tired.
"Go all the way down, boy, take my cock."
"Can't... too m-much..."
Namjoon takes the reins of the situation. He pushes Jungkook off him. The child now finds himself on the floor, legs and hole wide open, cocklet leaking precum, and Namjoon towering over him.
"Don't you wanna feel all of me? Scared you'll break?"
"Won't fit, Joonjoon..."
"We'll make it fit."
With a growl, he covers Jungkook's mouth with one hand while the other keeps a vicious grip on his hip. He pushes his erection all the way in, eliciting a muffled scream from the boy.
He wipes the tear that slides down Jungkook's cheek.
"How pretty."
"J-Joonjoon, wait... you're b-bigger than appa... h-hurts..."
"You wanted this dick, now you're gonna take it whole."
Namjoon immediately starts fucking Jungkook at a brutal pace.
"N-No, ah... uh uh uh uh..."
Namjoon is both pushing his own hips into Jungkook and pulling the boy's hips onto his crotch, helping him fuck deep into the child.
Jungkook loses all strength. His legs dangle up in the air as he's violently manhandled. He's stretched so impossibly wide he can feel Namjoon's cockhead in his tummy and he feels so lightheaded from the brutal fucking that he almost misses what the doctor is saying.
"Shit, you're so fucking tiny my cock is poking out of your stomach." He takes the boy's hand and places it over his bellybutton, making him feel how the adult member makes a bulge on his skin with every rough thrust.
"Joonjoon... Joonjoon Joonjoon Joonjoon Joonjoon Joonjoon," the overwhelmed child recites deliriously.
The pounding Jungkook's underdeveloped prostate is taking soon makes him cum, his tiny dick spurting splashes of white all over him.
"Look at that, am I making you feel good, baby? Fuck..."
Namjoon goes ballistic. He leans down and holds onto Jungkook, keeping their bodies pressed together, keeping the toddler still as he reaches the most mind-blowing orgasm he has ever experienced. He groans as he starts cumming inside the boy, the wetness from his semen quickly spreading and making his thrusts sound even louder and wetter. Namjoon finally reaches his peak with a lewd moan, keeping his cock deep inside the underage ass when he eventually stops.
They stay like that for a minute, both breathing heavily. Hips against hips, the adult's ballsack against the child's ass.
Namjoon pulls out to admire the sight of his milky cum dribbling out of the minor's tiny hole.
"Did... Did I do well, Joonjoon?... Was Kookie good?"
"You were so so good, baby... What a good boy you are."
Jungkook smiles dumbly, proud of himself. Namjoon quickly pulls himself back together and throws some paper towels at the fucked out boy on the floor.
"Clean yourself and get dressed. Mrs Ryu is waiting."
On wobbly legs and with cum dripping down his thighs, Jungkook walks up to where his clothes are and takes another letter from his pocket once again.
"Appa told me to give you this one if you played with me."
"...Fuck."
Namjoon reads:
I knew you'd cave in.
I knew you wouldn't be able to resist my boy.
Now, you can deliver your diagnosis, getting me convicted, and while you're at it you can also turn yourself in. Because if you fuck me over, Jungkookie has instructions to rat YOU out. We will go to jail together and get raped and beaten on the regular for being kiddie fuckers.
Or... you can deliver a fake diagnosis and say everything is fine. I get my fuck doll back and you stay a free man that has been introduced to the joys of pedo sex. It won't leave your mind. You won't be able to forget the pleasure and the adrenaline of doing it. You can let it drive you insane until you eventually kill yourself out of guilt... or you can indulge in the dark cravings we all have deep down.
I'll do you one better. If you help me out, and I think you will, I'll let you use Jungkook whenever you want. Here's our home address and my phone number:
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxx
I'm sure he'll be happy to see you. He always grows fond of people who fuck him good.
We hope to see you soon.
Best,
The Jeons
The doors to the hospital waiting room open. Namjoon is holding the boy's hand, leading him into the room.
Jungkook goes up to the front desk, standing on his tippy toes to make himself visible.
"Miss Nurse, can I have another lollipop?" he asks cutely.
"Sure, sweetheart. What flavor do you want?"
"I wanna try a new one... Hmm the purple one, what's it taste like?"
As the two go on with the conversation, Mrs Ryu walks up to Namjoon. There's worry on her face. She always expects the worst.
Namjoon smiles.
"All good. This is one healthy, sturdy boy."
The middle-aged woman seems surprised.
"Really?! Wow... The neighbor sounded so convincing and the father was so... odd... But Jungkookie's behavior and personality do seem a bit too cheerful and happy for an abuse victim." She sighs with relief. "I'm so glad this sweet boy hasn't actually gone through any of that. You don't often give me this kind of good news, doc, but they're always a win."
"Indeed. I mean, we could wait for the lab results of the samples I took from his anus to see if there are any traces of semen," Namjoon suggests, already anticipating how she's going to respond. "Given his excelent physical condition I don't really think it's necessary, but..."
"Oh, no, Dr Kim. It's no use, your expert opinion is more than enough for me and I don't want to give you any more trouble."
"Thank you, Mrs Ryu. I'm glad I could be of help." They shake hands. "I must get back to work now."
"Of course, we'll get going. Hope I WON'T see you soon," she says, laughing at their inside joke as she walks up to the boy. Namjoon laughs too.
"I'll send you my report as soon as possible so you can attach it to his file."
"Thank you. Let's go, Jungkookie. We'll take you back to your daddy."
"You will?"
"Yeah!"
Jungkook looks at Namjoon, a complicit smile on his face. He waves excitedly as Mrs Ryu leads him away.
"Bye, Doctor Joonjoon! Thank you!"
"Goodbye, Jungkook!" He waves back, and lowers his voice. "...We'll meet again."