#gay idol

[vietsoul]

Tony Idol All Night Long, 1996 - Jocks Studio, dir. Chi Chi LaRue

[offdensen]

Now you'vе had a taste of crème brûlée (Yo sé) Oh, no, there goes all of your clothes Speaking words you don't know Yo te vuelvo loco, loco

[clouvu]

They're so 🫰

[finnbin]

Ford has gotten too used to talking to himself and not at all used to other people being around to hear it

Bonus:

[amen-to-tiddies]

BM GAY P. TWT LINKS

[BULGE VIDS]

They don’t call him Big Matthew for nothing. He knows exactly what he’s working with and exactly how to use it to drive you crazy.

Late-night texts? You already know, he’s in bed, shirt and pants off. tight boxers slung low on his hips, one big hand palming himself through the fabric

He loves knowing what it does to you. Loves knowing that the second you see it, you’ll come running. - So needy that he can't help but slide his hand in -

- BIG Matthew - [JERKING OFF VIDS]

BM swears he’s got self-control. He really does. But when it comes to you? That shit goes out the window.

In His Dressing Room. He barely made it through the set. The rush of adrenaline leaving a buzzing feeling in his body, sweat still clinging to his skin, and his phone’s suddenly lighting up with your name. Just a single message. Nothing but a stupid winking emoji and a screenshot of him doing a suggestive move during the concert. But Fuck... He’s already stupidly hard. In a single moment he ditches his in-ears, turns off the lights and locks his dressing room door behind him before anyone can come looking. His hand is in his pants before he even hits send on the next message. You know exactly what you’re doing to him. And he’s gonna make sure you see just how bad it is. - Quickie in the Dressing Room -

In The Car. He was supposed to be driving straight to the hotel. But the second your voice came through the phone, soft and teasing, telling him how much you missed him, how needy you were in your bed all alone, how bad you wanted him... he knew he wasn’t gonna make it. He pulls off into an empty lot, seat pushed back just enough, one hand gripping the wheel while the other’s already slipping under his waistband. The slick, filthy sounds filling the space quickly as he gets off. - Quickie in the Drivers Seat - [BACKSHOTS]

You barely greeted him as he came through the front door before it happened.

Big hands, rough grip, your back hitting the nearest surface before his lips are on you. He's hungry, desperate, horny. He doesn’t even bother with words. Just a low, guttural “Fuck, I missed you.” before he’s got your legs wrapped around his waist, carrying you off to the bed.

Gentle? Not exactly...

Not after weeks of teasing, of late-night calls where he had to fist his cock to the sound of your voice instead of being inside you. Not after every picture you sent, every filthy promise you made.

Now He's cashing in.

“Told you I’d fuck you stupid when I got back, didn’t I?” His voice is punctuated by the way he’s already tugging your clothes off, already pressing you down, already making good on that promise. - BM finally getting his hands on you after being on tour - - BM Holding/touching your body as he pounds you into oblivion -

[chibassy]

Alien stage? More like alien sillies. The idiots.

[thatblvckboyy]

I realized I never made an audio for my jungwon lovers

Jungwon x male listener -audio

Warning : cheating, unprotected sex

Wonnie decided to invite to his place for a boys night cuz u and ur boyfriend were having relationship problems. U were too drunk and ended up making out with him and he knew it was wrong but he enjoyed touching ur body so much and being inside u even more

[hayweerc]

"In every universe I will find you." 💙🖤

[woongiesea]

🖤 ── 𝐿osing 𝒜ll 𝑀y 𝐼nnocence 𝐼n 𝒯he 𝐵ackseat

bttm!male reader x top!mingi (ateez)

in which after a heated club night, mingi teaches his best friend how to have sex !

content warning: gay sex, oral sex, anal sex, mingi's first time topping, virgin!reader / reader's first time, car sex, dacryphilia (?), fingering, size kink, unprotected sex (don't irl !), non-idol au (?) implied second round

lmk if there are any more :p

loosely inspired by addison rae's diet pepsi <33

author's note: hi everyonee !! tysm for all the love on the jiwoong fic, and im back with an anon req, sorry if this took too long im kinda busy with life :p. i wrote this in 3rd person instead of 2nd person this time so reading this might be diff from the first one. this is my first time writing for mingi so i hope its realistic lmao 😭

also mingichella ruined my life.

! MINORS DNI !

"So, where are we going?" y/n asked, curiosity laced in his tone. Currently he was sitting in front of the mirror, legs folded on the hotel room carpet as he dabbed a brush with black eyeshadow on the outer corners of his eyes, brushing through his black tresses, moving silky strands out of his eyes. "You randomly just told me to get ready without telling me anything..."

Y/n could hear shuffling around the hotel room. From the corner of his eyes he could see Mingi shuffling through his coats and leather jackets hanging in all their black and grey glory, waiting to be picked by him to go out in the cigarette-and-chanel no.5-smelling streets of new york.

You and Mingi were finally taking your "best friends" trip that the both had you been raving about since you learned about the existence of New York City. You could tell in Mingi's smirk that he was planning something, and you were scared what he was cooking up in that mischevious head of his.

"Should I just go bare-chested?" Mingi asked, from one corner of the hotel room, out of view from the mirror you peered into, searching for his face. You turned around from where his voice came.

Mingi ruffled his freshly dyed platinum-blonde hair, an impulse decision he made yesterday, claiming that it "would look hot". His leather pants stretched and wrinkled across his long legs and thighs with perfection, glistening under the harsh blindingness of the white hotel room lights. A black jacket draped his torso, with sparkling chains and necklaces adorning his neck. As he cheekily stated, it was obvious he was wearing no shirt underneath, a tackily zipped-up zipper threatening to reveal his lower torso and abs.

Y/n rolled his eyes, barely containing a gasp out of pure shock. "Fuckin' slut." he says, his tone laced with sarcasm. "It's a good outfit, but I don't know where we're going to, so I can't place you on the cunt-o-meter just yet."

Mingi raised an eyebrow. "Cunt-o-meter?"

Y/n rolled his eyes. "How much cunt you're serving. Depends on the occasion you're serving all this for." he says, eyes scanning over his 6 foot frame.

"Trust me, we need maximum point on the cunt-o-meter." Mingi cringed as the words came out his mouth, muttering a small "whatever that means."

"Well then, you're good to go, then!" Y/n says cheerily, his words accompanied by a quick "click!" of his makeup palette closing up. He fluttered his eyelids to show off his "edgy" eye look he was planning. "How do I look?"

Mingi smirked. "I like it, you look like a pretty boy." He giggled, showing off his gummy smile that made y/n heart skip a beat at his cuteness, despite how the other was dressed right now. Y/n got up, awkwardly twirling around to show off his outfit.

"Now, unlike you I am not a slut and do infact have self respect. How do I look?" Y/n's outfit was moderately simple - an oversized black sweater he borrowed from Mingi, with denim shorts cheekily teasing at his thighs, and the white knee-lenghts he was seemingly obsessed with.

At this, Mingi wrapped an arm around the shorter's shoulders, his arm seemingly overtaking his entire figure. He smiled. "Let's go."

timeskip

"Alright, that was the first and last time I'm going clubbing with your ass." Y/n groaned, practically collasping into the passenger seat of a somehow sober Mingi's car. Mingi giggled at his friend, who was currently rolling his eyes and proudly displaying him a middle finger. "And why didn't you tell me we were gonna go clubbing? I would've dressed sluttier!" Y/n whined.

"Wearing what, exactly?" Mingi raised an eyebrow in a cocky fashion. "You're scared to go to the pool shirtless. Heck, you can't even wear tank tops in front of me!" He teased. Mingi laughed at y/n's reaction, which was now both middle fingers being stretched in front of his face.

"Whatever. Atleast I don't have the lack of self respect that I let myself being tossed around between 4 guys !" Y/n exclaimed, pointing to Mingi's smudged lipgloss.

"Well, atleast I don't sit in the corner despite half the club trying to flirt with me!" Mingi replied with the same snarky tone. "And I remember that I don't own the glasses!"

"Song Mingi, I'm gonna kill you- and I didn't end up taking the glass with me, did I?" but Y/n's counterattack was ignored.

Mingi had a sinister look on his face. "You had atleast 5 guys foaming at the mouth to take you home, and yet you complain about being single." He smirked with a look of intrigue. "Could it be..." He leaned in closer to y/n till he ear brushed against his pink lips. "You don't know how to have sex, y/n?"

The flustered look on Y/n's face confirmed his suspicions. "Eyes on the road, idiot!" Y/n retaliated, causing Mingi to smirk as he continued driving.

"So, your innocent ass doesn't know how to fuck? How surprising for someone as freaky as you."

"Just keep driving or I'll cannibalize you."

Mingi's car suddenly came to a hault in some dark corner, in some street that seemed nowhere near the streets you memorized on the way to your hotel. Mingi leaned in closer, inhaling the smell of alcohol and your sweet perfume mixed with sweat that lingered on his sweater, currently draping your figure.

"Mingi, where are w-"

"Backseat. Now."

"What the fu-"

"Now."

smut below, minors dni.

"M-mingi, fuck!" Y/n's cheek was flush against the leather seat covers. In the darkness of the night. His shorts were thown away somewhere in the process, windows fogged up, the air conditioner's cool wind sending chills down Y/n bottom and thighs.

Mingi thrust his fingers in Y/n's hole scissoring him in an attempt to loosen up. Y/n's legs found their way to Mingi's shoulders, resting on them as Mingi held onto Y/n's thighs for dear life, imprinting the cool metal designs of Mingi's rings into the shorter's inner thighs. "Fuck, y/n, you're so tight~" He cooed, loving the whimpers that spilled out of the other's mouth. He didn't even bother taking off the other's pants, or his own, even. Mingi was impaitent to get to the good part immediately, simply choosing to unzip his zipper.

He trailed kisses down your neck - hot, open-mouthed kisses, leaving bites and marks across your collarbone and neck, nuzzling his hot face against the crook of your neck. "So responsive..." he groaned. "f I knew you made all those slutty sounds I would've wrecked you long ago..."

His words sent shivers down your spine. You didn't even have time to recollect yourself when Mingi pulled his fingers out, giving you a maximum of 5 seconds to relaxation before he forced his length into you. It wasn't the most girthy dick, but god, was it long and strong. You felt every individual vein, pumping up hard and fast into his erection. Mingi practically shreiked when you clenched around his lenght, hard and tight.

"God damn, so eager to get railed. I might just top more often." Mingi groaned, his voice hoarse and deep. He experimentally began thrusting in and out at a slow and then fast pace. His inconsistency drove you insane: He was trying you out, trying to see what got the best reaction from you.

That's when it happened: His dick slammed into your prostate, targetting a sensetive bundle of nerves. You twitched so hard you were surprised you didn't just cum right then and there. Mingi noticed your blissed-out expression and loud moan. He smirked. "You like that, pretty boy? Ya like when I slam into you like that?" You nodded desperately.

"Lemme do it again, then." A wicked smile adorned his face. And he did. Over and over, slamming down on your sweet spot. Estcasy claimed over you so many times as your velvet walls clamped down on his member. Both of you groaned in unison. Being on the edge of pleasure was so blaringly good that you didn't even realize when you tipped over, letting out velvet white ropes of your substance, coating Mingi and yourself.

"Cum for me, boy~" Mingi cooed, as he too, filled you with his load, blissfully rolling his eyes back as he bit his lip, riding out his high. His substance inside you was an intoxicating feeling. You never wanted it to end.

Mingi rested his forehead against yours, panting. "Let's continue this in the hotel." He smirked, and you nodded.

It was going to be a long night.

[galateaschild]

Smut headcanons: You’re both k-pop trainees and start sleeping with each other

Male K-pop Trainee!Oc x Male K-pop Trainee!Reader

Warnings: Oc and Reader are 19, bottom!reader, top!oc, loss of virginity, fingering (spit as lube), hand jobs, blow job, anal sex, mentions of taking pictures of + filming sexual activity, unprotected sex (practice safe sex everyone!).

Prompt: You and your dormmate begin getting intimate…

(A/n: Very niche reference but MSA Entertainment is the same as Doona’s in the k-drama ”DOONA”)

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• You had been street casted by MSA Entertainment only two months ago. The company had one active and very popular girl group and were now preparing for the debut of a new boy group.

• You were made to move in with a dormmate when you became a trainee.

• When you first met him you had immediately noted how handsome he was. His eyes lingered on you too.

• Things started out kinda awkward between the two of you, as you were both unsure how to approach each other.

• But during practice he’d soon start approaching you more if he noticed you needed help with a dance move or something.

• The two of you grew closer as friends, VERY close. You both became touchy with each other. To an outsider it looked as if you were feeling each other up.

• Things started become even more intimate between the two of you as ”things” started happening between you.

He’d walk out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel after showers.

You’d lay around the dormroom in just a pair of white socks and heart patterned boxers.

He’d steal some of your clothes.

You’d steal some of his as revenge.

He’d wake you up in the morning by getting in to bed with you.

You’d start hugging him a lot (even if you weren’t fully clothed at some times)

…

• And then one night when you were cuddled up on a couch watching a drama, when he placed a hand on your thigh, and started running up to over your heart patterned boxers… you didn’t stop him.

• He snuck a hand into your boxers and started rubbing your cock softly. Making you moan softly.

• Soon he made lay back on the couch as he stripped you of your boxers. He positioned you with your legs spread. He put one of his fingers in your mouth asking you to make it wet for him.

• Then he’d move his hand to your ass and start pushing a finger into you, streching out your untouched virgin hole.

• He smirked as he watched your face scrunch up at the new feeling as he slowly fingered you, eventually adding more fingers inside you.

• He fingered you until you came all over yourself. Ropes of white sticky cum covering your abdomen. He then licked it off of you.

• Then without much talk you both went to bed and nothing happened between you over the next few days.

• The next time would be the following week.

• After a slow practice and a disagreement he’d had with one of the other trainees, he was feeling stressed.

• As the two of you stayed in the practice room to keep working, you soon ended up on your knees in front of the bulge in his sweatpants.

• You lowered his pants and underwear revealing his now hard manhood to you.

• It was your first time giving a blowjob but he helped guide you as you took his dick into your mouth.

• The sight of you with a cock stuffed between your lips made him eager and soon cum was dripping from his cock and your lips onto the practice room floor.

• The first time you two would have sex would start like the first time you started getting intimate, as you were watching a drama.

• You started making out and undressing each other. Until your naked bodies were tangled together.

• After he prepped you, he started pushing his thick cock inside you. You both moved slowly as his shaft streched your tight virgin walls to adjust to him.

• The sound from the tv was drowned out by the heavy moans coming from the two of you.

• He was gentle yet passionate with his movements as he rolled his hips against you. His cock going deep inside you.

• Soon you both reached your climax and you shot your load on your all over your and his abdomen. He followed closely as he flooded you your insides with his orgasm.

• As he pulled out cum was spilling from your deflowered hole.

• After that night sexual activities became a regular occurence between the two of you.

• You explored each others bodies, seeing what the other liked.

• You had sex all over the dorm, the small kitchen counter, the shower, the floor…

• The two of you even ended up fucking in the practice room once.

• He liked it when you would occasionally hold him down and ride him at a rough pace. Seeing your regularly sweet face so determined to take him to his orgasm.

• He likes to take pictures of you once he’s done with you, pictures of you with cum coated lips, cum on your torso, with a cum stuffed hole.

• The two of you even started filming yourselves as you were having sex. His phone now had a full folder of just pictures and videos of you and him.

• His favourite thing is breeding you full of his load, it’s his way of making you his before debut, before he will have to share you with all the future fans.

[antonsbf]

The Scandal- jake x male reader

chapter 002

summary: Jake is caught in a scandal, and the group’s manager suggests a fake relationship with a mysterious boy to fix it

wc: 1.4k

(previous chapter) (next chapter)

jake was lost in his thoughts. who is this boy? why is he so okay with all this? i need to talk to him.

jake was still lost in thought, and the manager spoke up again.

"your guys' first public appearance will be at the MAMA awards."

the room erupted.

“WHAT?!” “oh my god, boss, is that really okay?” “MAMA?! that’s huge!”

"yes. i understand everyone's concerns and how this might break stereotypical korean norms, but this might be our chance to recover from the damage jake's scandal made to the group and company."

ni-ki spoke up. "how will this help us recover? this all seems like a bigger disaster just waiting to create more of a mess."

"no, for real. ni-ki is correct," jay added. "we're going against everything the fans and korean people will perceive as good."

the other members also agreed.

"this is why we have to do it! this will help divert attention from the scandal to our newfound relationship," the manager said, looking and pointing to jake and Y/N.

"i guess if you say so, sir," ni-ki said, still unsure of the manager's plan.

Y/N spoke up, his voice calm, almost carefree. "this seems like a great plan! acting like a couple can’t be that hard, right, jake?"

jake had been so caught up trying to figure Y/N out that he hadn't been paying attention to the MAMA awards talk.

"wait… what?!" jake said, snapping back to reality.

Y/N removed his mask, revealing his pretty reddish lips. as he spoke, his sharp jawline became more apparent.

"i said, 'acting as a couple can't be that hard!" Y/N said with a small smile creeping on his face.

"WHAT? WE’RE GOING TO MAMA AS... AS A— COUPLE?!" jake exclaimed.

"wow, jake, you really are dumb!" sunoo said, making everyone burst into laughter.

"w-why is everyone so calm about this?" jake stumbled over his words as the weight of his reality began to creep in.

the room went quiet when they realized jake was serious.

"bro, are you okay?" sunghoon asked.

"yeah, are you okay, jake?" heeseung added.

the members began to grow concerned. Y/N, however, just froze, looking at how his members truly cared for him.

"yeah, sorry. i'm okay. just caught me off guard. i wasn’t really paying attention to the manager," jake spoke up, his voice calmer.

"please pay more attention, jake," the manager said with a sigh, rubbing his temples.

"yes, sir," jake said quickly, bowing toward him.

the manager sighed again, a little frustrated. "alright, now that we’re all on the same page, let’s review the next steps carefully." his gaze flickered between jake and Y/N. "you two need to start spending time together publicly and privately. the chemistry has to feel real."

jake tensed. "privately?"

"yes," the manager said firmly. "the MAMA awards are in two weeks. if you two show up together and look awkward, no one’s going to believe it. the public needs to see some interactions before then small things like social media posts, casual hangouts, maybe even a ‘leaked’ sighting."

jake felt his stomach drop. this was moving way too fast. he glanced at Y/N, expecting some kind of reaction, but nothing. no surprise, no frustration. just that unreadable expression.

sunghoon leaned back in his chair. "so basically, you guys need to start ‘dating’ now."

jake groaned, rubbing his temples. "this is insane."

Y/N finally spoke, his voice calm, almost amused. "you’re overthinking it. just act natural." he tilted his head slightly, eyes locked on jake. "unless pretending to like me is gonna be a problem?"

jake scoffed, crossing his arms. "i just don’t like lying, that’s all."

Y/N let out a quiet chuckle. "then don’t lie. just pretend."

jake clenched his jaw. the way Y/N said it, so effortlessly, made it seem easy. like this wasn’t completely messing with his life.

the manager clapped his hands together, bringing the room’s focus back. "we’ll start simple. you two are going out tomorrow somewhere casual, somewhere public. just get used to each other."

jake opened his mouth to argue, but the look on the manager’s face shut him down immediately. this was happening.

Y/N adjusted his hoodie, finally showing the smallest hint of a smirk. "cool. hope you’re a fun date, jake."

jake wanted to rip his hair out.

this was going to be a nightmare.

once the meeting ends, jake is left alone with his thoughts, processing everything that just happened.

that boy is so odd, jake thinks, pacing around the quiet meeting room. why is he so calm about everything? why does he never go against the manager's word?

"THIS IS ALL SO FRUSTRATING!" jake shouts, the sound echoing off the walls of the empty room.

just as the shout bounces off the walls, jake hears the door creak open behind him. he spins around, startled.

Y/N steps in, his expression still unreadable. he doesn't seem phased by jake's outburst at all.

"Y/N?" jake’s voice is almost demanding as he confronts him. "why are you so okay with all of this? don't you care about any of this?"

Y/N stands in the doorway for a moment, quiet. "i have my reasons," he says calmly, as if jake’s frustration doesn’t faze him.

jake clenches his jaw, frustrated. "what kind of reason is that? you're just going to go along with everything, no questions asked?"

Y/N shrugs. "it’s just business."

jake feels a twinge of irritation. "this isn't just business," he mutters. "this is my life."

"it’s mine too," Y/N rebuttals.

"huh..." Jake blinks, caught off guard by his response.

"forget it," Y/N says, dismisses it

there’s a brief pause before Y/N suddenly shifts the conversation. "so, where are you taking me out tomorrow?" he quickly adds, a small, teasing smile tugging at his lips.

jake stares at him for a moment. "you are so strange. you know that?"

Y/N just rolls his eyes. "oh, who cares? everyone’s a bit strange." he leans in, still grinning. "so, where are you taking me, hm?"

jake groans, rubbing his temples in frustration. "ugh, i don’t know," he mutters, still trying to process everything that's been thrown at him.

Y/N smirks, leaning casually against the wall. "not very good at this, are you?" his voice is light, teasing, as if everything was just another joke to him.

jake glares at him, his patience thinning. "look, i didn’t sign up for any of this, okay? i didn’t expect... well, you." he gestures toward Y/N, his hands throwing up in exasperation.

Y/N just shrugs, unfazed. "well, you got me. you’re stuck with me, so might as well make the best of it." he pauses for a beat, eyes glinting with amusement. "but seriously, not even a little coffee shop? You can’t do better than that?"

jake grumbles, pacing back and forth, clearly irritated. "fine. coffee shop it is, but don’t get your hopes up. It’s just for the act. i don’t get why you’re making this such a big deal."

Y/N’s smile only widens as he crosses his arms, clearly loving every second of jake’s frustration. "i’m not making a big deal. you are. but hey, i’ll take the coffee. just don’t make it awkward."

jake stops dead in his tracks, eyes narrowing. "wait, you’re saying i’m the one making it awkward? you’ve been acting like it’s nothing this whole time!" he snaps, his tone sharper than intended.

Y/N chuckles, that mischievous spark in his eyes. "well, it’s easy for me. i don’t have to pretend to be someone I’m not."

jake’s jaw tightens, frustration boiling over. "great. so you're all calm about this because you don't care."

Y/N's smile flickers, just for a moment, before he masks it with a grin. "i care. just not the way you think i should." his tone softens for an instant, but the grin quickly returns. "now, let’s see if you can actually get this date right. coffee’s on you, right?"

jake stares at him, trying to make sense of everything, but all he manages is a sigh. "this is gonna be a nightmare."

Y/N laughs, leaving out the door and shaking his head. "you’re not the first to say that."

jake slightly chuckles, but doubt creeps up on him again as he is left alone once more.

a/n: well i hope you enjoyed it and thank you for all the support. writing dialogue for multiple people is so challenging, but i hope you truly did enjoy this longer chapter and please give it a heart and leave your comments (i love them). stay tuned for the next chapter!!!- eli

[unrealcosima]

Protagonists of Thai GL series Cranium announced

And they are FREENBECKY!

The queens will be back in a Thai GL series that blends romance with a mystery thriller. The story revolves around two former PhD classmates, Phinya and Butsaya, who had a strained relationship in the past. However, they are brought back together after a tragic charter plane crash, where they must collaborate in the field of forensic anthropology to identify the victims. Their investigation takes a strange turn when they discover a mysterious skull, setting off a chain of chaotic events. As they work through the case, their once hostile relationship evolves into something deeper.

Here are so more details

[oracle-of-dream]

Sweetness #7 (Final)

Minors DNI

This is the final chapter of the Sweetness series! Thank you for reading till the end!

Summary: Riize proposed a competition to you. Whoever can please you the best tonight. Gets to keep you... If you're conscious enough to choose a winner.

Warnings: Male reader, a lot of dicks, Justice for Sungchan, Throat fucking, Group sex, Multiple Orgasms, Stomach Bulge, Creampie, Handjob, Blowjob (Rec & Giving), Rough Sex, Talk him thought it, Bukkakke, Crying, Overstimulation

Wordcount: 3.7k

You opened your eyes and groaned as you rolled over in bed. You'd fallen asleep at some point but didn't feel any better. It was the third time you'd woken up, still in Sungchan's room. On the desk was a cup of water and a change of clothes–you were still naked under the covers. You got out of bed, put on your clothes, and drank the water. 

Your brain was still full, wondering about what to do about tonight… Tonight, seven handsome men would have their way with you. And you had to choose which one to have as a boyfriend... The whole situation sounded like a bad movie–but this was your bad movie. Sungchan, Anton, Seunghan, Eunseok, Shotaro, Sohee, and Wonbin. All of Riize wanted you. And you felt guilty for wanting each of them too. How could you possibly choose?

A knock at the door pulled you out of your thoughts. 

Anton poked his head through as he opened the door."Hey, y/n? I thought you might be hungry, so I cooked you something." Your stomach answered before you could. The thought of food sounded amazing right now. Anton put the plate on the desk–pancakes, Anton's specialty.

"Thanks, Anton, these look great." You stabbed at the pancakes with a fork and started eating as he watched you.

While picking at his nails nervously, Anton sighed before speaking. "Y/n, I don't want to make you feel like you have to choose anyone... It's a lot of pressure." Anton scooted closer to you, his dark hair dusting his eyes as he examined you. "But, if you were to choose... I-I just want you to know I'm here for you–even if you don't pick me. I'll always be here for you..."

You stopped eating, looking up at Anton. "You don't think I'd choose you?"

"I don't want to assume. The others have all of their charms, and I know I'm quiet and shy. It makes sense that you like them more."

"Anton, you're charming! You're so funny, and I love it when you play your cello for me. You're so talented and kind."

Anton's hand covered his face, trying to hide the silly expression on his face. "T-Thanks, but–"

"But nothing! Anyone would be lucky to have you."

"I don't want anyone else..." Anton's words hung in the air. Your appetite was gone, pancakes half-eaten, and your stomach rumbled ruthlessly. The pressure and guilt returned with a vengeance. "I-I didn't mean to try and make you do anything! I was just trying to be honest."

The door suddenly burst open. Sungchan was standing in the doorway. "Anton, out. We all agreed we wouldn't do anything to mess with y/n. We'd let them think."

"Keeping me in here isn't very fair, is it?"

"No one will stop you from coming outside, y/n."

"The staring is... You all won't stop looking at me when I come out. And making Anton leave for talking to me, makes me feel like I'm in jail or something."

Sungchan looked at Anton, then over his shoulder as he spotted the others around the corner trying to listen in on the conversation. "Right... Sorry, I'll tell them to try and relax. I wasn't– I didn't mean to... Nevermind." He walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

You slumped onto the desk with a sigh. "See what I mean? Everyone's so tense right now–and it's my fault. I shouldn't have done this in the first place."

Anton knelt, looking up at you. "We all want you. Not because of anything you did. All of us, in some way, liked you before you slept with us. And now that we know everyone else's feelings, we're just trying to get to you before the others... But we're also not being very considerate to you, are we?"

Anton understood you, which made you feel better, but you couldn't get over the situation. "I spend more time alone. Thanks for checking on me, Anton..."

He nodded. "Of course, call me if you need anything else. I'll leave the food here if you get hungry." He stood and left, closing the door gently behind him.

You went back to bed, drifting off to sleep for the fourth time, surrounded by only your thoughts to keep you company. You don't know how much time passed but the next time you woke up, there was a voice near you.

"You're even more precious like this..."

You laid still, eyes closed, pretending to sleep.

"What if you really don't choose me? I don't know if my heart can take it... I liked you first. So, why not pick me?" It was Wonbin, without a doubt. You felt breath on your cheek as a weight was placed on your chest. He laid his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat. "Your heart's racing. I wonder what you're dreaming about..."

You opened your eyes and said, "Would you laugh if I said you?"

Wonbin's eyes lit up seeing you awake. "I'd love it if you dreamed of me..."

"What if I dreamed of more than you?"

"What else did you dream about?"

You hesitated, wondering if this was the right thing to say, but Wonbin's eyes encouraged you to be honest. "I dreamed about everyone. All of us were happy, together.”

"You want all of us?"

You nodded. "I don't think I can choose one of you. I love you all... And I want each of you to be mine. The same way I want to be yours."

Wonbin took your hand, placing it on his heart. "If it makes you happy, then I'll be willing to share. But, we've gotta come up with a schedule or something. Sungchan gets possessive."

"Will a relationship of eight people work?"

"Probably not forever. But if everyone loves you, then it has to." Wonbin's heartbeat was steady, and his hands were warm and soft. His smile was tender as he looked into your eyes.

"How should I tell them? They want a competition..."

"Well, how about we talk to them about it? And, we can celebrate by fucking you–as one big poly couple." Wonbin winked at you with a smirk.

You nodded as he helped you out of the bed. Fingers locked with each other, Wonbin led you out of the room. The others were all in the living room, the tense air relaxed when they all saw you.

Wonbin cleared his throat, getting everyone's attention. "Y/n has something they want to tell us. So, let's be quiet and hear him out."

You stepped into the room fully, holding Wonbin's hand for support. Sohee and Shotaro were looking at you brightly, ready to listen. Sungchan and Anton were eyeing your hand, wrapped tightly with Wonbin's. Eunseok and Seunghan were more nonchalant, not showing how they felt, but listening.

"I-I wanna ask you all. It's just too hard for me to choose one of you, and I hate the thought of losing any of you." You looked around the room, reading their faces. "I... wanted to try and have all of you. If you'd let me, I want all of you to be my boyfriends."

Seunghan looked around. "So, we're dating each other, too?"

"If you want. Or if you're just willing to share me, that's fine too."

Sungchan's jaw went slack. "So, we're all going to share you? Is that even possible?"

"I don't know..."

Wonbin stepped forward. "I already agreed to the idea. If you don't want him, feel free to say no and leave more for me. You don't have to say yes."

Anton jumped up from his seat. "Y-Yes! I say, yes." Anton's face was flushed but filled with relief. Eunseok and Seunghan agreed next. Then Shotaro. And Sohee. The last one standing was Sungchan...

"So... we're all okay with this? Sharing you? I'm not–"

"Then fuck off, Sungchan." Wonbin pulled you into his arms.

"I'm not opposed!" Sungchan stepped forward. "But I just don't know how it'll work... I want you so bad, I don't know if I can share you with the others."

You nodded. "I get that I'm asking for a lot. It's different, and I don't know if it'll work forever... But I want to try."

Sungchan approached you slowly, lifting your chin. "Are you sure?"

"Y-Yes..."

Sungchan softly kissed your lips, closing his eyes and giving you his heart. "Then, I'm on board. If it's you..."

"Scoot over, it's my turn," Seunghan said as he pushed Sungchan aside, kissing you too. One by one, your boyfriends kissed your lips as they each promised their love to you.

Wonbin cleared his throat. "Well, now that we got the hard part out the way. I've got an idea to celebrate!" Your smile immediately dropped as you remembered what Wonbin's plan was... "We should break in our new boyfriend together, right guys?"

Sungchan scooped you into his arms. "Who's got the biggest bed?"

"Wonbin's is a queen!" Sohee answered.

Sungchan carried you to Wonbin's bed as he kissed your cheeks. When he placed you on the bed, he pulled off his shirt and almost dove into you before Shotaro stopped him.

"Who's going first then? How do we decide?"

"I'll take his ass, and you guys can have the rest," Sungchan scoffed.

"Hold the fuck on, that's not right. We all get to fuck him properly, but we need something in the meantime, okay? Our baby can do that, right?" Seunghan looked at you with a smirk as you looked around at all of them.

"What should I do?"

"We'll show you..." He said as he led the charge. Seunghan kissed you as he stripped off your shirt. "Now, you've got two hands, do something with 'em." Sohee and Shotaro stepped forward, cocks out, ready for your hands as they fucked your hands the way they liked. "Good boy, lay on your back, head off the bed." You rolled over and around, making your head hang off the bed. "I've got a mouth that needs to be filled, who’s in?" Anton's fat cock slapped your cheek as he knelt to you.

"I'll try to be easier this time," He whispered as he pushed his cock into your waiting mouth.

"Eunseok, come help me here." Seunghan and Eunseok organized themselves by your legs. Eunseok under you and Seunghan over you. "He's been stretched out by dick for days, so he can take this, right?" Seunghan chuckled as he slid his cock into your ass, making you moan around Anton. "Eunseok, now you." Eunseok followed orders as he stretched you more, with two cocks in your ass.

The feeling was more than full. You were being stimulated almost everywhere–your hands, mouth, and ass were all being used.

"What about us?" Sungchan complained.

Seunghan chuckled. "I don't know, jerk each other off until you get your turn. Just be patient, we all deserve a turn inside, y/n."

Wonbin looked at Sungchan. "Yeah–no. I've got something I'm gonna do, you can jerk off and watch alone." Wonbin entered the fray, finding a spot and he started licking your cock before sucking it. Now you were being completely stimulated.

Sungchan, at first, stood proudly as he watched. But his hard dick was straining in his pants more than he could take... Before he knew it, he was jerking off to you getting fucked–loving every second. The sounds of sex were so loud in the room, you couldn't hear your thoughts. Your cock was being sucked, your hands fuck, your mouth full, and your ass was split in two... There was so much happening.

The first person to start losing it was Sohee, understandably since he was the least experienced... He was fucking your hand too fast, loving the softness of your hand and the power-high he got from controlling the pace.

"Sungchan, take Sohee's place. We don't want him busting too early," Seunghan teased as he thrust into you. His pace was the opposite of Eunseok's–when one pushed in, the other pulled out. Eunseok loved the way you squeezed him when he thrust into you. Sungchan took Sohee's place as he lazily stroked himself with your hand, still warm from Sohee's cum. The next person to cum was Eunseok. His climax snuck up on him as he came inside you, biting into your skin which made you suck harder on Anton who was sweating as he tried to hold back. Eunseok pulled out of you, and Anton took his place. Shotaro moved to your mouth and Wonbin moved your hand to jerk him off while he focused on your cock.

Even with two members down, you were still completely occupied. Anton's cock was bigger than Eunseok so he pushed deeper. The Seunghan picked up his pace, signaling he was close. "Okay, lovely, I'm gonna fill you!" He announced as he fucked through his orgasm mixing his cum with Eunseok's. As soon as he was out, Shotaro was in. Shotaro's thrusts were sharper than Seunghan's and you could feel how swollen his cock was from your mouth.

"Sungchan, I can suck you too," you offered.

"I've had enough of you sucking me, I wanna save for the best part. But I'll take a kiss." Sungchan cradled your head as he kissed you. you moaned into his mouth as Anton and Shotaro fucked into you. You tried to focus on the kiss, but your orgasm was climbing too quickly to slow down. You bit on Sungchan's tongue as your whole body tensed–squeezing the cocks in your ass and shooting cum into Wonbin's mouth.

Wonbin pulled off you with a loud pop. "That's what I wanted..."

Shotaro couldn't last long after lasting through your hand and mouth, cumming inside you as well. But before Wonbin or Sungchan could take his place, Sohee stepped back up. "I might be a little fast, y/n. I'm still sensitive, but I'll cum inside you and make you feel great." Sohee was true to his word–he came quickly after getting into you, his thick cock rubbing against Antons and being squeezed by your... He had no chance. He returned to his spot with the others, on the ground with their flaccid cocks dripping excess cum.

Wonbin took the chance to take Sohee's spot, fucking you now. Anton and Wonbin were having an unspoken competition, or it felt like it with the way they were both fucking you so fast.

"Is little Anton gonna cum soon? You're slowing down~" Wonbin Teased.

"I can do this for at least an hour," Anton grunted through gritted teeth.

Sungchan watched you cutely shaking on the bed as they fucked you. He laid your head on his leg so you didn't hurt your neck as you jerked him off. You occasionally popped his cock in your mouth to wet it, but Sungchan wouldn't let you suck on it for too long.

It was getting down to the wire in their competition. Anton and Wonbin had fucked you for almost a full seven minutes, not slowing down.

"Jeez guys, he'll pass out at this rate... Y/n, say something."

You spoked your mouth and a loud moan escaped. You tried to form a sentence but you could only throw out fragments. "I-I can't... Cock... So good... I–love my boyfriends..."

Anton and Wonbin came at the same time hearing you say that you love them. Wonbin, above you, had hair stuck to his sweaty forehead as his eyes rolled back. Anton, below you, gripped your sides so hard you screamed slightly from how he squeezed the air out of you. The two took a moment to breathe before pulling out of you and joining the pile of men. Eunseok and Seunghan put their clothes back on–even getting a snack.

Sungchan was last. "Finally... My turn," He grumbled as he turned your body with ease. "Can you handle a little more, y/n?"

"Anything... for you," You said in between breaths.

"That's my baby." Sungchan kissed you as he slotted himself between your legs. "I've been waiting so long for your sloppy hole around me, even letting them go first..."

You mewled in protest. "I-I'm not sloppy..."

"Yes, you are. See?" Sungchan pushed his cock into you, slick with all the cum in you. "So slippery, so sloppy..."

You hissed in pain. "Wait! You're too big–"

He paused. "Too big? Even after all that?" You'd seen his cock before, it was big, about the same as Anton's. So why was it so much bigger now... Was he not even all the way hard before? Sungchan scooped you in his arms, wrapping them tight around you.

"Be honest, did you get bigger?"

He chuckled. "Probably. It's not easy for me to get completely hard, most of it's just a half–like before. Just tell me if I need to slow down. You almost have it."

Wonbin spoke up. "He's lying, there's another five inches to go."

Your eyes widened at 5 inches. Your eyes were wet with tears. "S-Sungchan, I don't think I can... Please, be careful–"

Sungchan tried to smile. "Baby, you've taken so much cock already... And you want to skip me? You fucked all of them twice and I got a blowjob once." Sungchan's voice got deeper the more he spoke. "I'll make it fit." You trembled under Sungchan. "Here it comes," He cooed as he kissed you through it. He held your thighs, pushed your knees toward your head, and pushed deeper into you. You instantly clutched his massive arms, they flexed as he controlled your body. His cock filled you more than any of the members hard, reaching places none of them had, you shook and tears rolled down your face.

"How are you still squeezing me like this? Is it because of this?" Sungchan moved your hand to your stomach where you could feel a bump. "That's me, baby. Moving your guts to get inside you." Sungchan rolled his hips into you, making the bulge shift. You moaned and realized it wasn't just you. The other members of Riize were jerking off as they watched Sungchan's display of strength and size. "Make as much noise as you want." Sungchan licked your neck. "But make sure to say something if I need to stop." He pulled back slightly before pushing back into you, hitting your spot in the center. Your back arched as he put your legs on his shoulders and moved his hands to the bed you held himself up. He was planking over you as he fucked into you. Maybe it was the position or his cock. It only took three thrusts for you to cum again. "We should get you a cock ring. If not, you'll run out of cum every time we fuck."

You couldn't even register his sentence with the way you convulsed around Sungchan's cock as your boyfriend railed you. His pace wasn't too fast, but it was hard. The bed shifted, but the sound was drowned out by your whines and cries. Sungchan smirked as he got an idea, making his hand into your newest necklace which earned a gasp from you. He drank the look in your eyes as he leaned down to kiss you. You were zooming toward your next orgasm, crying. Your brain was a scattered mess.

"...M-More, p-please." You muttered.

Sungchan's eyebrows raised. "Oh, you're such a slut... You want more!?" He looked over to the others, who were jerking each other off. "Don't just stand there, your boyfriend needs a cum shower!" The members of Riize surrounded you as Sungchan fucked you. "Don't worry baby, we're all here to satisfy you." Sungchan fucked into you faster, moving toward his climax. "We'll cum all together."

Everyone agreed as they were all close.

It wasn't long before you let out a scream, as you came for the third time. Riize painted you with cum, either jerking themselves or helping each other get there. Sungchan came inside you, leaning back as he did to get as deep as possible and watch the show.

You saw white–or maybe someone's cum got in your eye. But there was nothing after. The next time you opened your eyes, you were in bed–fully clothed. Your hair was brushed, your body cleaned, and the bed was washed. Like nothing had happened. You moved to look around but there was an immense surge of pain that shot up your back, making you yelp.

"Y/n? He's up!" Wonbin shouted to the rest of the house as he entered the room. He gently moved you to your original position. "You should lay still, baby. You're not ready to walk around yet..."

Your body ached all over. "What the fuck happened!? I feel like I was hit by a bus." Your voice was hoarse, so much that it didn't sound like you were speaking.

The others trickled into the room. Sungchan knelt by you. "Hey, you okay?"

"No," You grunted.

He smiled, nervously. "I may have gone a little overboard... But you did ask for more."

"What happened?"

"You passed out from Sungchan's horse cock pushing too deep into you," Eunseok explained. The others had spread out around the bed, so they could all see. "We've been taking turns keeping an eye on you for when you wake up..."

"So, now what?" You groaned.

"Painkillers, cough drops, and service from your seven amazing boyfriends, who will get you whatever you need," Sungchan said as he kissed your hands. "I'll be your carriage, and carry you anywhere you want." You smiled at them... Your boyfriends. The feeling might've been too much, or maybe it was the pain, but you started sobbing–much to their dismay.

"Nice one, Sungchan, you made him cry." Seunghan smacked Sungchan's shoulder.

They brought you gifts and food until you were stable enough to stand. Sungchan followed you everywhere, in case you needed him to carry you. Anton played his cello for you while Eunseok brought you video games. Sohee and Wonbin sang for you while Shotaro massaged you. Seunghan would take care of you when the others weren't watching and brought you candy and any other treats you wanted.

You were so lucky to have Riize as your boyfriends...

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stop flirting axl 🙄

[amen-to-tiddies]

Trouble Double in Paradise - Part one

Soft Dom Top SAN & Dom Top BM x Sub Reader (3,600 Words) Reader Speaking = Orange BM Speaking = Blue San Speaking = Pink

List of the fun stuff: Double penetration, Tag Teaming, Spit Roasting, Throat fucking, Rough/Hard sex, Phone sex, Praise/Degrading, Caught, Manhandling, Size Difference, Dumbification, Oral Fixation, fingering, Overwhelming pleasure used as interrogation, Reader very often gets called "puppy", "puppyboy" "pup" etc, Not really Petplay though, Slight Humiliation (mostly in the form of degrading), Bad cop BM Good cop SAN dynamic, Passionate kissing (San & BM Make out)

The bedroom was dimly lit, the only source of light being your phone screen as it was resting on your pillow next to you. Your hand was wrapped around your aching cock, slick and pulsing in your hand as San’s voice purred through the speaker again. His tone was rich, sexy, fucking addicting. the kind of voice that could get you all hot and bothered in just a few words.

“Bet you’re so fucking hard right now, huh?” he spoke, the sound of his own slick-wet strokes clearly audible, “All worked up ‘cause of me? Sucha good boy… letting me get you all stupid with just my voice.”

A shiver ran down your spine, your hips bucking up into you fist instinctively as his words settled into your head making you dizzy. “San-” you gasped, his name breaking off into a moan as you squeezed the base of your cock, trying to hold off your orgasm just a little longer.

San let out a deep chuckle, the sound sending a fresh wave of arousal coursing through you. “Oh, baby… you sound so fucking pretty. You gonna cum for me? Gonna make a mess all over yourself?” His breath was hastening, you could tell he was close too. “Wish I could see you… all fucked out and needy. Come over next time baby.. please, I’ll have you on your knees for me, begging for my cock like the desperate little boy you are.”

You whined, head falling back against the pillow, your were on the verge of breaking. The world outside of this moment was completely forgotten to your dumb mind, drowned out by the filth spilling from San’s mouth and the feeling of an orgasm quickly building.

But just then...

The sound of the footsteps quickly climbing up the stairs.

Your breath stopped, panic shooting through you as you scrambled to end the call. SHIT wrong button, you had only muted yourself and It was too late to try hang up now. The door flew open. There stood Matthew your giant 6 foot 1 boyfriend built like a beast and panting like one, leaning up against the doorframe with a genuine look of concern on his face. "Jesus baby, are you ok? i heard some weird noises coming from-" "Fuck puppy did you cum already?" The phone screen lit up as san cooed his little praise.

BM knew exactly who you were talking to the moment he heard that voice.

“What the fuck. Are you fucking kidding me?" BM’s voice was sharp. Your heart dropped, you were burning with shame as you scrambled around the bed trying to gather your clothes.

BM just stood there, but by god, even stood motionless you could tell he was fucking livid.

In that moment a heap of emotions came rushing to him possessiveness, jealousy, and also... the unshakable need to remind you exactly who you belonged to.

He stepped forward, jaw clenched tight as his gaze flickered to the phone still on the bed, San’s name was still glowing on the screen.

BM’s lips curled into a smirk, there seemed to be some kind of humor in it for him, like it was some kinda game, a prank you were playing. “So that’s how you wanna play, huh?” he said, stepping closer, his hands already working at his belt. “You wanna get off to someone else’s voice? Wanna act like I’m not the one who's name you scream every night huh? fuckin 'puppy'?! is that the shit you're into now?”

Your pulse pounded in your ears, your mind scrambling for an excuse, anything to defuse the situation.

BM didn’t give you the chance. He yanked you forward, flipping you onto your stomach with ease. He kicked his jeans off, the sound of his metallic belt hitting the floor making your heart race/

He then shoved you right down onto your stomach, his large hands gripping your hips to keep you in place. one of BM's hands shot next to your head, grabbing the phone, he hung up.

BM proceeded by throwing the phone to the side and sliding his fingers in-between your parted lips, pressing them down on your tongue. “That’s it,” he murmured, watching your mouth eagerly suck and coat them in slick warmth. “Such a fucking slut, always so desperate to have something in your mouth, huh?” He pulled them free with a wet pop.

You felt his wet fingers trailing down your spine until they were right above your hole. His touch was torturously teasing as he traced the rim before pushing a finger inside, he was so fucking slow and deliberate. You gasped, hips jerking at the intrusion, but BM held you down with his free hand, keeping you still.

“Look at you, already so fucking open for me,” he muttered, curling his finger just right, pressing against that sweet spot inside you “Did he have you touching yourself like this? Stuffing yourself full of your own fingers, wishing it was his cock?”

Your face burned, but BM didn’t stop. A second finger joined the first, stretching you, scissoring inside as he hummed in approval. “Bet you let him say all sorts of nasty shit to you, didn’t you?”

You whined, trying to bury your face in the sheets, but BM wasn’t having it. His hand moved to your hip, landing a sharp slap against your ass that made you jolt. “Answer me.”

“Y- yes,” you stammered, voice muffled. “He… he talks dirty.”

BM’s fingers twisted inside you, making your back arch. “Yeah? What does he say?”

You hesitated, your face and chest turning red, but the way BM was working you open had you too fucked-out already to think straight. Every push of his fingers against your prostate made your walls clench around them, made your mouth part in another pathetic breathless little whimper. You couldn't hold back.

“H-he calls me pretty,” you admitted, voice barely above a whisper.

BM hummed, fingers pressing deeper, slower. “Yeah? What else?”

Your thighs trembled. “Tells me I sound good for him…”

BM clicked his tongue, unimpressed. “That’s all?”

Your breath stuttered. Your mind was hazy, but BM wasn’t going to let you get away with obvious half-truths. His fingers curled inside you again, grinding against that sweet spot until you were fucking losing it. Your back was arched, hips pushing back instinctively.

“Fuck- okay! He- ah- he tells me to beg for him.”

BM’s hand landed sharply against your ass again, making you yelp. “C'mon, Beg for what baby? What do you say to him?”

Your tongue darted out to wet your lips, your throat dry from panting. “I… I beg for him to let me cum to his voice,” you confessed “To let me choke on him when we meet"

BM groaned at that, his cock twitching against your thigh. But he wasn’t satisfied. He wanted more.

“What else?” he pressed, fingers pumping faster, making you shake beneath him.

Your stomach clenched. You were feeling intense shame, but your body kept betraying you, tightening around BM’s fingers, practically begging him for more. “He- he makes me touch myself while calling me names,” you admitted, biting down on your lip. “Tells me I’m his needy little thing, his filthy fucktoy, his perfect hole.”

BM exhaled harshly through his nose. “Jesus,” he muttered, like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His fingers slowed, teasing now, and it only made your desperation worse.

“And?” he prompted.

You swallowed, eyes fluttering shut. “He makes me spit on my cock, Tells me to fuck my fist like it’s his dick I'm stroking.. to hump my pillow like a stupid, desperate slut. Makes me send him videos- fuck- makes me edge myself ‘til I’m crying.”

BM paused and then let out chuckle, fingers still inside you. His free hand moved up to tangle in your hair, yanking your head back just enough for his lips to graze your ear.

“That so?” he murmured. “And did you listen, 'puppy'?

A whimper spilled from your lips before you could stop it. BM smirked.

“Yeah,” he found this very ammusing. “You did, didn’t you?”

BM added a third finger with no warning. You gasped, your body tensing at the added stretch, but he didn’t let up. “You like begging, huh? Is that why you sound so needy right now? Want him to fuck you so bad you’ll say anything he wants?”

You bit your lip again, nodding frantically. BM withdrew his fingers slowly, making you whimper at the sudden emptiness.

“Call him back.”

Your brows furrowed. “W- what?”

“Call. Him. Back,” he repeated, voice authoritative. “Let him hear how you sound when you're actually fucked”

Your fingers trembled as you reached for the phone, unlocking it with a swipe. The moment you hit the call button, BM’s hands were on you, spreading you open as he lined himself up. The dial tone rang once- twice

Then San picked up.

“Missed me already, baby?” His voice was smug as usual “What happened earlier handsome? You just hung up on me and-.” His voice faltered, suddenly registering the muffled sounds in the background- the heavy breathing, the slick, obscene noises, the sharp gasp that escaped your lips as BM sank into you in one deep, claiming thrust.

A beat of silence.

“…Shit”

BM smirked, grabbing the phone off of you bed and pressing it to his own ear, his other hand gripping your waist as he dragged his cock out, only to slam back in, knocking the breath from your lungs.

“C’mon over, Sannie,” BM rasped, voice thick with amusement. “This is your chance. I wanna show you how you really pleasure a lil’ slut.” He pulled your hips back roughly, angling his thrusts so perfectly that your moans became outright pornographic.

BM also started to let out over-the-top moans as he started rolling his hips deeper, watching you fall apart in his hands. “Better- ah- be quick, though- fuck-,” he added, voice purposefully stuttered with low, heavy groaning. “He might already be fucked-out by the time you get here.”

San’s breath was harsh on the other end of the line, it didn’t take long for him to speak. His voice dropped low “You really think I’m gonna let you have all the fun?” “Keep him nice and warmed up for me- I’m on my way.”

BM was pleased, tossing he phone onto the bed. His grip on your waist tightened as he picked up the pace, each deep thrust sending sparks up your spine. “You hear that, baby? You’re in for a long night.”

Time blurred after that. Your body trembled under BM’s relentless pace, the room filled with the sound of his balls and crotch slapping against your ass over and over. Your own breathless whimpers mixing with his low groans.

You were already beyond being on the edge, you were practically teetering on exhaustion by now, when the bedroom door slammed open.

San stood in the doorway, chest rising and falling rapidly, eyes locked onto you- flushed, wrecked, struggling to hold yourself up under BM’s weight. His tongue darted out to wet his lips. “Shit…”

BM slowed just enough to glance over his shoulder. His look was practically a challenge. “Took you long enough.” He pulled out, flipping you onto your back with ease. “C’mon then, let’s see what you got.”

San wasted no time. He was on you in seconds, his touch was so different from BM’s- it really was soothing where BM's felt punishing, His fingers traced over your burning skin, his lips pressing soft, teasing kisses along your neck and jaw. “You doing okay, baby?” he murmured, brushing sweaty strands of hair from your face.

Before you could answer, BM scoffed. “Oh, don’t go all soft on him now. He likes it rough, don’t you, puppy boy?” His hand wrapped around your throat, tilting your head up until you had no choice but to meet his gaze.

BM let out a sharp laugh as he caught your cock twitching against your stomach in the corner of his eye. Both of the men started glancing down just in time to see your tip drool, a fresh little puddle forming. “Oh, fuck- did you just leak all over yourself from that?”

His grip on your throat tightened, just enough to make your breath stutter. “Jesus. That’s all it takes? One little nickname and you’re already making a mess?” His tone mocking eyes flicking between your flushed face and your twitching cock.

San smirked, blood rushing to his now semi-hard cock. “It's his magic word”

BM’s lips curled into a devilish grin as he looked down at you, completely and utterly submissive beneath him. “That right, pup?” He dragged the words out slowly, purposefully, watching as another bead of pre-cum welled at the tip of your cock. He let out a dramatic scoff, his head shaking side to side. “Pathetic. Fucking pathetic.”

San, whistled lowly. “Damn, baby. You really do love it, huh? All it takes is one little ‘puppy boy’ and you start leaking like a desperate bitch in heat. I mean I knew it got you all hot over the phone but I never realized it actually drove you this crazy” He cocked his head at BM, stupidly giggling like a teenage girl. “This is the best shit I’ve ever seen.”

BM clicked his tongue, fingers moving around your jaw, adjusting you gaze up to san who was still towering over you. “Go on, pup,” he cooed mockingly, thumbing at your spit-slick lips. "Thank San for teaching me that new word”

San climbed off you and sat back onto the mattress, spreading his legs in that cocky, confident way that made your stomach flip. He didn’t say a word- just gave you a knowing look, tilting his chin ever so slightly. Fuck.

“C’mon, baby.” His voice was all smooth and innocent. Coaxing you over. “Show me how much you appreciate me.”

Your hand trembled, reaching for the waistband of his sweats. Slowly, carefully, you peeled them down, eyes fluttering at the way his cock twitched, slapping against his abs- it was so thick, already glistening at the tip. You swallowed, hands ghosting up his thighs, taking in every inch of his beautiful, sculpted body.

“Fuck… you’re so perfect,” you murmured, voice still barely above a whisper as you dipped your head down, placing soft kisses along the sharp cut of his hip bone.

San hummed in approval, his fingers threading gently through your hair, encouraging you. But just as you started trailing your lips lower, savoring the feeling of his warm skin under your tongue-

SMACK.

A sharp slap landed on your ass, jolting you forward.

“None of that slow teasin' shit,” BM’s voice was a low and commanding. “You know damn well how to worship a cock properly. Get to it.”

You gasped, blinking up at San in wide-eyed desperation. He shot BM a glare, fingers tightening in your hair protectively. “Hyung-seriously?”

BM only scoffed again, he was now standing next to the bed, just right behind you “What? You know I’m the one in charge here.” His eyes flicked down to you “And he knows better than to make me wait.”

San rolled his eyes but didn’t argue. Instead, he sighed, bringing his gaze back down to you. “Ignore him, baby- you're doing such a good-”

BM cut him off with a laugh. “Like hell he will.”

You decided to not take your chances getting your already sore, red, ass getting slapped again, but just as your lips wrapped around the head of San’s cock something caught you by surprise..

BM had moved closer and he had now reached for San, grabbing the back of his neck and yanking him in, crushing their lips together in a rough, dizzying kiss.

San let out a muffled noise of surprise- half protest, half pleasure- but BM didn’t give him a chance to react. His tongue forced its way into San’s mouth, claiming him.

It was fucking filthy.

The way BM groaned into San's mouth, the way San’s moans spilled right against BM’s tounge, they were kissing like they were starving for each other.

The sight almost made you cum on the spot. You whined around San’s cock, the vibrations making him shudder. His fingers tightened in your hair as he melted into the kiss.

San suddenly gasped for breath as BM pulled back. His lips were slick with saliva, His chest rose and fell in heavy pants as he hovered over San- eyes half-lidded. It was clear he wasn't gonna wait long before diving back in

“Fuck,” BM murmured, “You don't understand how long I've been waiting to do that shi-"

San was already leaking, his hips jerking up involuntarily, pushing his cock deeper into your mouth. He let out a breathless, shaky laugh looking up at BM. “Shit… that was so fucking hot,” he muttered, his head falling tilting back. His fingers twitched in your hair, hips jerking up involuntarily as you swallowed him deeper.

BM smirked, his thumb swiping over San’s spit-slick lips. “Yeah? Would’ve done it a hell of a lot sooner if I knew you were a fuckin' fag too.” His voice was low, teasing, but there was certainly a rough edge to it.

San's lips parted like he was about to fire something back, but BM didn’t give him the chance- he was already diving back in.

And just like that, San was caught between the both of you, Every mouth was busy with one another's- San’s cock filling your throat while BM devoured his mouth, both of them completely lost in each other.

You instantly started leaking another wave of pre-cum. The way BM spoke to San. Fuck. You half-wished it was you, while thinking you had half forgotten you were meant to be 'thanking' San and you'd just been hovering your head over his aching cock for quite a while.

BM barely notices at first, too lost in the messy heat of San’s mouth, but then he opens his eyes and sees you sitting there like a little fucking idiot staring at them like you’re waiting for permission or something.

He pulls away from sans lips and quickly shoves the hand that was originally on san's jaw into your hair overtaking where San had been lightly holding you. He grips your hair, fingers tight at the roots, yanking you forward. The force drives you straight down. You instinctually open your mouth right before San’s cock was slamming into your throat in one brutal motion.

San moans like a filthy fuckin whore, the sound so desperate that bm even let out a little "fuck-" BM was getting achingly hard but don't get it twisted, his focus was all on you now-

One thing about BM is that he certainly doesn’t let up. He keeps his grip tight in your hair, starts using your head like a fleshlight on San’s cock, dragging you up only to push you right back down. He watches with a big fucking cocky smile on his face as San’s face twists, his lips parting in helpless gasps, his hands shaking on the matress where they held him up.

“See, you just can't hold back,” BM murmurs again, clearly amused by sans reaction to your throat. “He’s made for this.”He forces you down again to really punctuate his point.

San is spilling broken moans and then... his fingers finally grip your skull replacing BM's. San's big hands are now guiding you into a slow, steady rhythm. “Fuck, just like that, baby. That mouth- goddamn.”

BM, still looming beside you two had developed an absolutely shit eating grin watching you struggle to take all of San’s length. “Cmon now, bet you could go deeper then that,” his hand pressing against the back of your head. your throat clenching around San’s tip.

San let out a sharp hiss, his thighs tensing beneath you. “Fuck, Matt- I”

“What? don’t like seeing him like this?” "Getting his throat stretched out on your cock?”

San groaned, head falling back, his jaw clenching as he tried to keep control. “Nah, I fucking love it,” he muttered, breathless, his abs flexing as you swallowed around him again.

BM leaned in, whispering into San's ear. “Then let’s see how much he can really take.”

BM’s grip tightened on the back of your head, forcing you down right into San's clean shaven crotch, stuffing your mouth full of his now throbbing cock.

The sudden stretch had you gagging, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, but BM didn't give a fuck. He held you there, making you take it, making you feel every inch pulsing down your throat.

San cursed under his breath, his thighs trembling. His hands fisted in the sheets, his restraint barely hanging on. “Jesus Christ,” he groaned, voice wrecked. “He’s gonna make me- fuck.”

BM laughed, “Yeah? You gonna cum for him already?” He grinned, pressing a kiss to San’s neck. “Go on then. Give him his reward.”

San didn’t need to be told twice. His hips snapped up, his breath stuttering as he finally let go, spilling wave after wave of hot sticky cum down your throat with loud filthy broken moans to boot. His fingers trembled in your hair, his whole body going tense as pleasure crashed through him.

You swallowed around him, throat working while being coated, taking and swallowing every drop off cum he gave you. When he finally eased you off, you gasped for breath, lips slick, eyes glassy.

BM looked down at you, his thumb swiping up the mess on your chin and pushing it back in you mouth. "Shiii baby- you did a good job"

PART 2/CONTINUATION COMING SOON

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