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Xiaojun pushed through the door to their dorm with a sigh, shrugging his jacket off and letting it fall in a heap on the floor. He couldn't even be bothered to pick it up.
"Hi, Princess." He mumbled as Bella scampered over to him, bending over to ruffle her ears. He was surprised she wasn't fast asleep. At least he knew she had been walked earlier though, he'd have to thank Yangyang for that in the morning when he got back from the Dreamies dorm.
Right now he just wanted to go to bed and forget tonight ever happened.
He was supposed to get laid.
He had went all the way to Taeyong and Doyoung's for a little fun but things didn't quite turn out as planned. Taeyong had a few too many glasses of wine and passed out — ever the lightweight. And Doyoung being the doting, faithful boyfriend had sent him on his merry way with a semi in his pants and a slight headache.
He was pissed off, honestly.
But he couldn't really complain. Not too much, anyway. He still would.
Now he just wanted to crawl into bed and forgot it had all happened. It was kind of embarrassing just being turned away like that even if it was for a perfectly fair reason.
He wasn't sure he would go back to Doyoung and Taeyong now… Couples were too much for him. All the commitment and love and feelings. Gross.
He just wanted to fuck.
But that wasn't going to happen tonight.
He grabbed himself a glass of water from the kitchen as Bella trotted back to Sicheng's room to keep him company and made his way through their dark apartment to his own bed.
Maybe he could wank himself off without waking Kun.
But he didn't even have to worry about that, because walking through the living room he nearly shit himself as something moved in the pitch black on the sofa.
"You're home early."
"Jesus! What th— Ten?"
He heard a shuffling before a lamp turned on, stinging his retinas and revealing a dishevelled looking Ten in Kun's lap.
"Thought you had a dick appointment."
He blinked a few times, trying to get his eyes to adjust.
"Didn't go as planned."
"Poor baby."
Xiaojun rolled his eyes as Ten pouted. The last thing he needed was his pity.
"Yeah whatever. Enjoy yours. I'm going to bed."
"Join us."
Xiaojun stopped in his tracks as he heard Kun speak up. He turned, their leader looking straight at him, and Ten looking at Kun as if to say what the fuck?
"I have something planned." Xiaojun just about heard Ten whisper. He really didn't want to get caught up in the middle of anything else. Not after what Taeyong had said. It was so obvious Kun and Ten liked each other — in more than just a sexual way.
"So do I."
Even in the dim lighting Xiaojun could see the intensity in Kun's eyes. It made his stomach flip.
Ten's gaze flickered between the two of them, as if he was weighing up his options. Have Kun all to himself or share him and have an extra person to mess with? Honestly, it was a tough one.
"Fine." He leaned in close to Kun, catching his lips in a deep possessive kiss, his eyes locked on Xiaojun's the whole time, letting him know just who Kun belonged to. How were they both so oblivious? "But I'm cumming more times than him."
"Deal. If you think you can handle it." Kun smiled his perfect dimpled smile. He liked getting his own way. Especially when someone as bratty as Ten was involved. "Come here, Dejun."
This time it was Xiaojun's turn to weigh up his options. He had just been left high and dry by a couple… Did he really want to get involved with another? Even if they would never admit that's what they were? He didn't want Ten to resent him just because he was scared of his own feelings. He didn't want to come between them.
But… He was really fucking horny.
And he knew how good the two of them were in bed.
He had always thought about what they would be like together.
"Do you wanna hurry up? We were kinda in the middle of something here."
Xiaojun downed the rest of his water and popped the cup on the side table as Ten cocked his head smugly.
Fuck it.
Wasn't his fault they wouldn't admit they liked each other.
He strode over to the pair of them, crawled on the sofa and kissed Kun hard. Right in front of Ten.
And fuck it was good. He had forgotten how skilled Kun's tongue was, the way it explored his mouth with such ease. It had been way too long since they had made out. Way too long since he had felt his leader's hands roam all over his body.
Ten's too. He couldn't help but touch, despite his jealousy. He wanted some of Xiaojun for himself too.
Xiaojun panted softly as Kun pulled back. His heart was in his throat. It wasn't like this was new for them. It just felt… Different.
Kun didn't get particularly dominant with him. They tended to just mess around. Like a mutual stress relief thing. Xiaojun had still never been fucked by him no matter how bad he wanted it. Didn't really know how to ask.
But tonight felt anything but casual. The way Kun's arm had wrapped around his tiny waist, keeping him close despite Ten being in his lap and taking up so much room. The way he had kissed him and the look in his eye…
Tonight was going to be different.
And he was pretty sure that was because Ten set something off in Kun that no one else could.
"Do you wanna show us your surprise, Kitten?"
Ten seemed a little taken aback by the pet name, and Xiaojun was pretty sure it wasn't because he had never heard it before, but because Kun had said it in front of someone else.
His eyes stayed fixed on Xiaojun's, almost as if he was unsure of himself for a split second, before hopping off Kun's knee and standing before them.
Kun pulled Xiaojun closer, whispering lowly about how much he was going to enjoy this.
Just what did Ten have planned?
He kept his eyes focused on Ten as he began to sway his hips. Captivating as always. Ten had this ability to make himself the centre of attention with just the slightest of movements. It was something that had only been made more apparent when practising with the other NCT members.
It made Xiaojun kind of jealous.
He would have to think of a way to steal the limelight at their next rehearsal.
But for now his focus was on Ten.
Stripping.
Inching his shirt up as he moved as if he was being paid for it.
And god he looked good. Of course he loved to put on a show. He wondered how often Kun got treated to this.
"Black again, huh?"
Xiaojun heard Kun chuckle beside him. Eyes not quite registering what he was talking about, captivated by Ten's snakelike hips to even realise he was pulling his shirt up over his head to reveal a band of black lace around his waist. It looked fucking tiny.
"You know I look best in black." Ten smirked as he tossed his shirt to the side. He hadn't so much as spared a glance in Xiaojun's direction once. This was all for Kun. He was just showing off to Xiaojun… Making sure he knew who was number one here. "Makes me feel naughty."
Xiaojun's jaw dropped as Ten pushed his sweatpants down in one swift motion, then pooling at his feet and revealing what he had been hiding underneath.
Panties.
Little black lace panties with a frill around the top.
And that thing around his waist… A suspender belt with straps that were keeping a pair of lace trimmed stockings up on his toned legs.
Fuck.
"You like what you see too?" Ten smiled, catlike as ever as he finally acknowledged Xiaojun. He turned, making sure he got the full view. Those panties made his ass look out of this world.
It was no wonder Ten liked dressing up in black the most. He looked gorgeous. The dark lace against his skin… Matching his hair perfectly.
"You— Y-Yeah."
Xiaojun didn't know what to say.
He was speechless. And that was rare for him.
Ten looked so fucking sexy he just wanted to reach out and pounce on him but Kun's arm wrapped tight around his waist indicated he wasn't allowed.
"He's pretty, right?"
Xiaojun nodded as Kun whispered in his ear.
He couldn't take his eyes off of him.
"You wanna be pretty too?"
Okay. That caught his attention.
He turned to Kun, knowing his face was flushed.
"You… You want me to—?"
"What do you reckon, Ten? Have anything you could dress him up in?"
Ten scoffed. What a stupid question. Kun knew exactly what he had tucked away in his drawers.
He almost protested because he wanted to be the one in a sexy little number, but… Xiaojun absolutely had the body for it. Petite, snatched waist.
It was a good idea.
"Come with me."
Xiaojun didn't even get the chance to answer before Ten grabbed his wrist and dragged him off to the room he shared with Hendery. He wondered if Hendery knew… If he had ever been searching for something and stumbled across a pair of black lace panties only to find out they belonged to his bandmate.
"I dunno…" Xiaojun started.
Sure. He was a slut. He could happily admit that and had no qualms about everyone knowing. He liked getting fucked. He liked getting on his knees and sucking the very life out of someone via their cock.
But that didn't make him feminine.
In fact, he was a little self conscious of being seen that way. He was short. He spent a lot of time in the gym trying to bulk up because he didn't want to be seen as the cute, pretty one. He might prefer bottoming and being taken control of but he was strong.
He wasn't sure how he felt about being dressed up in lingerie.
"Oh come on, you'll look sexy." Ten pulled open a drawer so he could root around in it. Xiaojun tried to sneak a peek, see just what he had hiding in there. Couple of toys… More lace… Handcuffs… Something leather…
And here he was still too nervous to even buy a dildo in case the wrong person opened his parcel.
"And if you don't like it, we'll just rip it off."
There was a glint in Ten's eye that made Xiaojun swallow. He just wanted Ten to take him there and then. He didn't care about looking sexy.
"Why not just rip this off and fuck me."
"That's no fun." Ten pouted. "I like putting on a show. Like to make their mouths water."
Xiaojun wondered who else he was talking about. How many other people had seen Ten like this.
"I think you'd look good in white." He pulled out a lace thong, holding it up for Xiaojun to see. "It is your first time, after all… It'll make you look sweet and virginal. Even though we both know you're anything but."
Ten crowded him against his dresser, Xiaojun's back hitting the wood as he leaned in for a kiss. He wanted to melt into it. Wanted Ten to forget about the whole thing and spread him open but this kiss was far too fleeting.
"There's nothing wrong with looking pretty, Dejun. We're still gonna fuck you like a man."
Xiaojun's stomach flipped. We're gonna fuck you. Both of them. He was going to have both of them and—
Ten did look to die for.
And he knew Kun absolutely destroyed him.
Maybe if he got all dressed up Kun would destroy him too. They both would.
"Fine. But if I don't like it, it's coming straight off."
"I'm not sure it'll last long anyway."
The look in Ten's eyes almost had his knees knocking together. fuck it. He would do just about anything for them at this point.
And that was how he found himself in that tiny excuse of a white lace thong. It felt kind of nice, he had to admit, even if he felt a little on the unprepared side. Sure, he took care of himself, kept trim down there because he was always ready to go and he did have that dick appointment lined up, but… Ten had obviously planned for this. He had shaved, looked pretty and… smooth.
Xiaojun felt a little messy by comparison.
"He's gonna eat you up."
But Ten's words did put him at ease. It wasn't like Kun would be expecting anything different, considering the amount of times he had sucked Xiaojun's dick by now.
"You look so innocent."
Ten's hands were on his waist, toying with the practically see-through chiffon babydoll he insisted Xiaojun wear. It made him feel a little less exposed, even if his upper body was one of the things he was most proud of. He liked the way the sleeves made his shoulder look extra wide — bardot style, puffy around his upper arms so his collarbones were the main attraction. He hoped someone would take advantage and mark them up.
"Ready to be ruined."
Xiaojun moaned deep in the back of his throat as Ten kissed him.
He was glad he got over his no kissing rule. It wasn't romantic in the slightest. Just really fucking hot. Sex without making out just wasn't the same, especially when it came to his members who were all amazing with their tongues. It got him in the mood. Made him want more.
Especially when Ten pushed up against him, crowding him against his dresser once again, a lace clad thigh pressed between his own.
Xiaojun had come back from the fifth floor expecting maybe a half hearted wank before falling asleep unsatisfied and alone but now he had Ten's thumbs digging into his hips and his tongue down his throat.
It was worth the slight humiliation of wearing lingerie for the first time.
"Enjoying yourselves?"
The two of them parted as a voice came from the doorway.
Kun was standing there watching them with an amused smirk on his face. Xiaojun wanted to hide behind Ten, to shrink away. But there was no way he was going to let that happen.
"What do you think?" Ten stepped back so he could show off his little protege.
Kun looked him up and down and Xiaojun wished the ground would just open beneath him.
He took a few steps forward, finger making a circling motion, silently asking Xiaojun to twirl so he could get a proper look. He did, eyes fixed on the ground because he couldn't bear to look up and meet Kun's gaze.
Until he was forced to.
A finger under his chin made their eyes meet.
"Pretty." Kun whispered. Even in this situation he looked so soft and… Encouraging? He was their leader. Always there for them. Even in situations like this. "Knew you would be."
Xiaojun knew his ears were burning. He wanted to look away, but… Kun's eyes were kind of captivating.
"Lipstick."
Kun clicked his fingers at Ten, the other rummaging around in a drawer behind Xiaojun.
"Just one last thing."
Ten handed him a little black cylinder, a bright red tip peeking out of it.
Now Xiaojun wasn't any stranger to makeup, certainly not on his lips. But that colour was deep. Whorish. He kinda liked it. Like the way it felt on his lips as Kun applied it. Thicker than the glosses and subtle stains he was used to.
The dimpled beam Kun shot him before moving onto Ten only made him like it more.
"Perfect."
The two of them looked beautiful. Like a couple of hookers he'd picked up off the street.
"You can continue."
"Wai— Wh—?"
Ten protested as Kun walked away from them, in the direction of Hendery's bed.
"I thought you were gonna—"
"Gonna what, Ten? Fuck you? When you have someone to play with? Where would be the fun in that?" Kun sat down on the edge of the other mattress, crossing one leg over the other. "I wanna watch. Want you to make a mess of each other. Get that lipstick everywhere."
Ten turned back to Xiaojun, a slight pout on his lips. Xiaojun knew it was because he didn't get what he wanted, but it didn't make him feel dejected in the slightest.
They'd just have to put on a hell of a show for Kun.
That's what Ten liked, right?
So he leaned back in, caught Ten's lips in his own and kissed him. Hard. Maintaining eye contact with Kun over Ten's shoulder the whole time.
Maybe he could finally manage to steal the limelight from Ten after all.
He liked being watched too, after all.
So, he went for it. he pushed Ten back until they both fell onto the mattress, Xiaojun on top of him, fingers intertwining so he could kiss him hard.
So he could show them both how much he wanted this.
How much he needed it after his plans went down the drain.
He wanted to call the shots. Wanted to make sure he was the one Kun fucked because he still hadn't gotten his ass stretched out by him, despite his best efforts.
They were just all so busy at the minute.
But tonight was going to be all about him. No matter how much Ten tried to then the tables.
"Someone's eager." Ten chuckled as Xiaojun kissed down his neck, another snarky remark cut off by a moan. Fuck.
"Shut up."
Xiaojun's voice was low as he sat up, straddling Ten's hips so he could rock against him. He was so hard already. The adrenaline going straight to his cock. How would those little lace panties hold up?
He had to admit they felt good though.
He glanced over at Kun to make sure he was watching.
Of course he was.
How could he possibly tear his eyes away?
"You're gonna fuck me."
"Oh? Am I?"
Xiaojun wanted to kiss that smirk right off Ten's lips but he wasn't going to risk leaning back in. Ten would probably try and fight back. Take control.
"Yeah."
Xiaojun ground down harder, making Ten's back arch off the bed. He wanted him so turned on he wouldn't be able to resist.
There was absolutely no way he was going back to his own room without getting fucked by the both of them.
He wasn't embarrassed anymore. Wasn't going to worry about what people thought of him. He wasn't just going to dream about what it could be like to be fucked by multiple members of his band.
He was going to go out and get it.
Seduce whoever took his fancy.
No more nervous little Dejun, worrying about semantics and making things awkward. It was only awkward if he felt ashamed.
And he didn't.
Not one bit.
He knew he was a slut. And he wanted everyone else to know too.
He figured this was a good place to start.
Ten and Kun knew exactly what he was like.
He had messed around with the both of them enough to be a little more demanding.
"You're gonna slide these panties over to the side and stick it in me."
Ten moaned low in his throat as Xiaojun rocked against him. His eyes were blown. He couldn't look away from Xiaojun's painted lips, breathy little gasps escaping them. Away from the pretty little babydoll, soft material rippling with every movement.
Dressing him up was a great idea.
He'd have to make sure to thank Kun for that later.
"Fuck me hard and fast."
Xiaojun let up on Ten's wrists as he felt him melt into the mattress, as he gave into the sensation of Xiaojun dry humping him.
"Cum so deep inside me—"
"That I put a baby in you?"
Xiaojun's hips stuttered for a second.
Wh—
Ten's hands made their way up his thighs, until they were resting on his stomach, under floaty white chiffon.
"You'd make such a good Mommy."
Xiaojun was going to fucking kill Xuxi.
But he wasn't going to let Ten know that.
He wasn't being ashamed anymore, remember?
"Yeah, I would."
Xiaojun planted his hands either side of Ten's head so he could lean in, so Ten could run his hands higher, right to the elasticated bust of his babydoll.
He thought he could get away with teasing him. With turning him into a blushing, stuttering mess.
Not gonna happen.
And to Ten that was actually a turn on.
Confidence was sexy.
"So, are you gonna fuck Mommy or what?"
Ten lunged up, catching Xiaojun's lips in his own.
Fuck.
Xiaojun had really taken on his advice from their little shower session, hadn't he?
It made Ten want him.
Want to ruin him.
Xiaojun moaned as Ten kissed him, pushing them both back into the mattress. It was messy. Wet. Ten's hands all over his body. Xiaojun had set something off in him.
He was going to get exactly what he wanted.
What he craved.
What he fucking deserved.
"Yes, Mommy." Ten whispered, so delicately Kun wouldn't have been able to hear. but the grin on his stained lips was anything but sweet. He looked ready to eat Xiaojun.
Perfect.
"Lube."
Ten's hand flew out from under Xiaojun's babydoll and lay flat on the bed, in Kun's direction. He crooked his fingers.
Kun got up without saying a word, fetching it from one of Ten's drawers, because of course he knew where it was, and popping the bottle in his hand before sitting back down.
"You're gonna have to get off me if you want me to finger you." Ten raised his hips a little. "Mommy."
Xiaojun knew he was never going to hear the end of this.
But…
He didn't really care.
In fact he quite liked it.
And he had a feeling Ten liked it too.
So, he did as he was told, just this once.
He rolled onto the bed, getting himself comfortable against the pillows so Ten could prep him.
He caught sight of his bulge straining against the little panties as he dug his heels into the mattress and spread his legs.
It was pretty hot, actually… No wonder Kun liked getting Ten all dressed up.
He looked pretty.
Ten crawled over to him, that catlike grin still plastered on his face.
"I'm surprised we haven't done this sooner." He mused, pouring a decent glob of lube onto his fingers. "After seeing how desperate you were for my dildo… I half expected you to come begging for it the next day."
Xiaojun hissed as Ten pulled his panties to the side and rubbed slick fingers against his hole. He hadn't even bothered trying to warm it up.
Bastard.
"You're not that high up on my list."
Ten pouted. Ouch.
Xiaojun had a sassy little mouth and he liked that. No wonder people loved filling it. He was the same. Anything to shut him up.
Imagine what fun the two of them could have if they ganged up on Kun?
He'd let it slide though. He was actually quite looking forward to fucking Xiaojun's slutty little hole open.
"You fucked Jaehyun yet?"
Xiaojun gasped as Ten pressed a finger into him.
Oh fuck.
He was still a little loose, having played with himself earlier, hoping it would hurry things along when he got to the other dorm.
God it felt so good, being filled again.
"Ho."
Ten tutted.
"Disappointing. I was hoping you could tell me all about it."
Xiaojun let his jaw drop as Ten's finger pumped in and out of him, wasting no time in adding another. He knew he could take it.
"Still working on it."
Well, kinda.
He… He was still nervous around Jaehyun for some reason.
He needed to wrangle his new found confidence and just go for it.
Get on his knees and make sure Jaehyun knew he was free to use him however he wanted.
"I will," Xiaojun raised his hips a little, signalling he wanted more, "when I've finally got my claws in."
He heard Kun snort from across the room. He had almost forgotten he was there, if he was being honest. He was too wrapped up in Ten fingering him.
"You really are a slut, aren't you?"
"Yeah." Ten turned, actually defending Xiaojun for a change instead of ripping the piss out of him. "And he's proud of it. like he should be."
He added another finger, it had Xiaojun fisting his hands in the bedsheets.
"He loves cock so much and he's not afraid to let everyone know, are you?"
Xiaojun shook his head. He wasn't.
"He'll spread his legs for anyone that looks at him twice. Suck them dry and beg for more."
Xiaojun moaned. Ten had such a fucking dirty mouth he absolutely loved it.
"He just wants to be our group's little bike." Ten leaned in, crooking his fingers at the same time. "And I'm more than happy to help you with that, Mommy."
"Fuck!" Xiaojun bucked his hips again. He needed Ten in him. like, now. "Fuck me. please. just fuck me."
"You sound so cute when you beg." Ten smiled, genuinely sweet this time.
He pulled his fingers out and Xiaojun just hoped to god he wasn't going to be a little bitch and leave him like this.
"How about we record a voice note? Send it to Jaehyun."
"Ten." Kun warned.
That seemed like a step too far.
And this wasn't about Jaehyun, anyway.
He was the one getting the show.
"He's getting jealous." Ten whispered, just loud enough so Kun could hear. He couldn't help but rile him up.
But he took the hint.
He didn't want Xiaojun to be thinking about Jaehyun either, if he was being completely honest.
Not while he was fucking him.
Xiaojun swallowed as Ten pulled his cock out of his panties. He'd be lying if he said he hadn't been thinking about it ever since they messed around in the shower.
But this time he was going to be the one to get fucked. And not by a silicone toy.
He spread his legs a little more, inviting Ten to slide inside. He had been a while since he'd had his ass stretched and he was pretty desperate after daydreaming about sitting on Doyoung's cock all day.
He needed it.
"You ready Mommy?"
Xiaojun knew Ten was making fun of him but he couldn't care less. Not when it was going to get him what he wanted.
"Yes." Ten squirted a generous amount of lube on his cock before lining up at Xiaojun's entrance. He could barely contain himself. "Yes! Please, I-I want— Please, just f—"
Xiaojun didn't even get to finish his sentence when Ten pushed in.
Fuck.
Fuck that felt so good.
"Ten! More!"
They had barely even started but he was already so desperate. He needed to be filled. Needed Ten's entire cock buried inside of him. It had been too long. He needed fucked.
"Impatient."
Xiaojun didn't even care that Ten was laughing at him. That he could see him signalling to Kun out of the corner of his eye as if to say get a load of this. That Kun was probably laughing at him too.
He didn't care if he was embarrassing himself by being such a greedy little whore.
Because he was.
And he knew what he wanted.
"Fuck, I want it so bad!" He knew Ten was going to take the piss out of him for the rest of his days for begging like a little bitch but he couldn't care less. He wasn't going to hide the fact he needed this. "Fill me up. Fuck me hard."
"God, Xiaojun…" Ten's voice was breathy. Maybe this was getting to him too. Maybe he liked having someone underneath him going crazy for his dick. "Such a filthy mouth."
Ten's lips were on his in an instant, shutting him up. Like he didn't want anyone else to hear.
But Xiaojun didn't care because he was getting what he wanted. Ten was thrusting into him deeper and deeper with every movement. He could feel his cock stretching his walls, could feel his hold swallowing him up.
And it was heaven.
He wasn't sure he wanted to admit Ten of all people was making him feel this good, but fuck. He didn't want it to stop.
"So greedy, Mommy."
Xiaojun moaned as Ten's hips snapped into him, finally bottoming out. Ten's cock wasn't the biggest he'd ever had in him, not by any stretch of the imagination. But it was good. Much longer than his fingers. Thicker too. And it had been way too long since Xiaojun had spread his legs for anyone. Hell, he reckoned even Taeyong could satisfy him; he was that horny.
"And I thought I was a little cockslut, but you're something else."
"Love it." He drawled as Ten fucked into him. "Love c-cock."
"Yeah you do."
Ten's voice was so low Xiaojun could barely hear him over his moans.
He had never expected this from him.
Until only a few months ago Ten knew nothing about Xiaojun's sex life. Didn't even know whether he was into guys beyond an inkling after he had caught him staring a couple of times.
But he never imagined Xiaojun to be such a little whore.
Certainly not to embrace it with his band members.
It was sexy.
He loved watching Xiaojun grow more confident and come out of his shell.
Ten wanted to push him.
See just how far he could go.
"You wanna fuck them all, don't you? You're not gonna be happy til you've had everyone inside of you."
Xiaojun hiccuped a little at the thought.
Everyone…
He did.
That's exactly what he wanted.
To be used and fucked and filled… He didn't care who by.
"Want— Yes—"
Ten sat back on his heels so he could take hold of Xiaojun's hips and really fuck into him. He looked so sweet, all spread out like that, floaty babydoll fanned out around him, his cock peeking out of the top of his panties.
He looked so innocent but Ten knew he was anything but.
And he liked being in control of him like this.
He liked talking down to him.
Treating him like the filthy whore he was.
It only made him want to fuck into Xiaojun harder and faster.
"Dirty little bike, that's all you are, huh?"
Xiaojun's back arched off the bed as Ten slammed into him.
Fuck.
That was just what he needed.
"Ten!"
"Want everyone to hop on and ride you."
Xiaojun cried out as Ten pulled his panties down so they were hooked under his balls, so his cock was slapping against his stomach with every thrust.
He was gonna fucking cum.
"Just wanna be passed around like a bottle of cheap vodka at a house party. From one dick to the next."
Xiaojun couldn't stop moaning, fingers gripping onto the bedsheets.
The idea of it… Everyone lined up to have a go. Watching as he took cock after cock. Everyone knowing what a slut he was.
Just the idea was enough to make him cum.
That on top of Ten pounding into him. His cock buried so deep inside…
"Ten, please! Please, I'm gonna—"
"Ah-ah."
Xiaojun hissed as Ten gripped at his cock, fingers right around the base.
"I'm not done with you yet. I wanna hear that filthy mouth of yours Princess."
Princess.
God, that was even more humiliating than Mommy.
But it still made his cock squirt.
Honestly at this point anything Ten did to him would make his cock squirt.
"Tell me who else you wanna fuck. Sicheng? I'm surprised you haven't gotten on your knees for him yet. Jungwoo? I've heard he's huge."
"Fuck! Ten—"
Xiaojun couldn't take it. The idea of all these guys… He couldn't bring himself to think about them.
"Oh! What about Yuta? I bet he's fucking—" Another hard thrust. "Nasty."
"Oh fuck yes! Want him! Want him so bad!"
"And then there's Jaehyun. You can't wait to have his cock in you."
Just the mention of Jaehyun's name has Xiaojun writhing on the bed. He could see him… Imagine it was him above him… Fucking him.
"Ten I can't, I really—"
"How about all of them at once, hm? Filling up all of your holes. Stretching you out. Passing around their sloppy seconds."
Ten bit down on his bottom lip as he thought about it himself. He wouldn't mind being part of that, actually…
Then he remembered.
Kun.
He had been so caught up in Xiaojun he had completely forgotten Kun was there. Watching.
Kun could join in…
Ten caught his eye. He was palming himself over his pants.
Kun had always been good at keeping his composure. It drove Ten wild.
"You think you could take two at once, Mommy?"
Xiaojun whimpered as Ten's hand slammed onto the pillow, right next to his head, as he caged him in, almost bent him in half.
The new angle… Brushing right against his prostate.
It made his eyes water.
He needed to cum.
"Well?"
"Yes! Yes, I— Oh fuck—"
"You want your slutty little hole to be stretched out by two cocks?"
"Y-Yes."
God that was so hot.
He wouldn't be able to walk for days but it would be so worth it.
Two cock fucking into him. Filling him up. Cumming inside…
"Want— Used."
Ten smirked.
"What do you think, Kun?"
Xiaojun barely even registered what was happening. He was focusing so hard on not cumming without permission his ears were buzzing. He was so overwhelmed. It was all so much.
"T-Ten, please, I—"
His eyes were blurry. He probably looked like a snivelling wreck. So desperate to cum he was about to burst into tears.
But Ten just ignored him. Kept pounding into him.
"You wanna come fuck him?"
"Of course I do."
"Please…"
"Let him cum first."
Now that Xiaojun heard. Kun's voice like an angel's chorus.
"Yes! Please Ten. I need—"
And then Ten let go.
Finally.
He loosened his grip on Xiaojun's cock and gave it a few hard pumps instead.
That's all he needed until he was cumming with a cry of Ten's name, until he was spilling all over his stomach, ruining the babydoll he was dressed up in.
And Ten wasted no time following. Cumming inside of Xiaojun as he clamped down.
Filling him up.
He felt so hot.
So dirty.
He fucking loved it.
"No one said you could cum."
Xiaojun heard Ten whimper after the distinct sound of skin slapping against skin. Ten was slumped on top of him, hot and sweaty, making it a little difficult to breathe.
"Move over."
But he missed it when Ten rolled off of him, pressing his back up against the cool wall.
"I can't believe how pretty you look when you're getting fucked."
Xiaojun opened his eyes, keening to the praise as Kun stroked through his hair. He had been watching his whole time and barely said a word. He must have really been enjoying the show.
"Makes me wish we had have done this sooner."
"Wanted to…" Xiaojun whispered. He was still coming down from his orgasm. He could feel Ten's cum dribbling out of him. He bet he looked a mess in his lingerie. Kun had never seen him like this before.
It was a little embarrassing. But in a way that turned him on.
"Come here." Kun sat on the edge of the bed, patting his lap, urging Xiaojun to climb on. It was only then that Xiaojun registered that Kun was naked.
And he looked good naked.
It wasn't like he had ever seen before, but this was different. When they messed around they didn't bother to get fully undressed.
But now he was in Kun's lap. Straddling him.
He could feel his bare skin underneath him.
He could probably feel how wet and sticky Xiaojun was after Ten.
"You're such a mess." Kun laughed softly, fingers skimming over Xiaojun's waist, spreading a couple of drops of cum around his chest. It made his skin tingle. He liked having Kun's hands all over him, under the babydoll, cupping his face. "Makeup everywhere. Both of you."
"He's a good kisser."
Ten slid over to Kun, popping his chin on his shoulder. Xiaojun had forgotten about the lipstick until he saw the state of Ten's face. Red smeared all over his face and neck. He looked pretty. He wondered if he looked that pretty too.
Kun only hummed at Ten's remark, nipping at his lips.
They looked good together.
It was clear their telationship was more than just sex, even if neither of them would admit it aloud. He could see that just from the way they kissed.
But this wasn't about tender loving moments.
It was about him getting fucked.
So he made sure the attention was back on him, grabbing hold of Kun's hard cock and stroking slowly.
"Mommy wants more already." Ten smirked after Kun moaned into his mouth. Xiaojun was fun. He liked messing around with him.
"Is that right?"
Xiaojun flushed as Kun looked up at him. He had literally just been fucked by Ten. Just cum, but…
Yeah.
He did want more already.
He couldn't take his eyes off of Kun's cock in his hand. He had seen it so many times before, but the idea of finally being able to sit on it…
"Please."
He held onto Kun's shoulder with his other hand so he could push himself up, thighs still a little shaky.
He had been thinking about this for a while. Ever since Ten planted the idea in his head.
"Can I?"
"Of course." Kun smiled. Xiaojun was even greedier than Ten. He absolutely should have fucked him before now. "Sit on my cock."
Xiaojun wasted no time in doing just that. He needed to be filled again. Missed the stretch.
One cock just wasn't enough.
He needed more.
He needed Kun.
"Oh my g—"
Xiaojun threw his head back as he sunk down. As he swallowed Kun's cock up in one go. He needed it all. What was the point in taking things slow when he already had an ass full of cum.
"You're such a whore, Mommy."
Xiaojun could feel hands all over him. Over his thighs, his hips… More than two. He knew they were both feeling him up but he was buzzing with so much pleasure he couldn't bring himself to look.
He wanted to be their main focus.
Wanted to put on a show in his pretty little babydoll.
"Just got fucked and still desperate for more."
Kun bucked his hips, urging Xiaojun to move.
He wanted this, so he could be the one to do all of the work.
"Ride me, then."
Xiaojun's jaw dropped as he rose up, the sensation of Kun's cock dragging against his walls driving him crazy. He was thicker than Ten was, and he was already so sensitive…
He knew they couldn't take their eyes off him, even if he could barely keep his own open to watch.
He loved being the centre of attention.
He was going to have to find a way to make sure everyone was staring at him when they all got together.
He'd have to go all out. Wear something slutty without being too obvious. As much as he would love to waltz in there in just a tight pair of boxers and let them pass him around, he wasn't sure how well that would go down with their choreographers.
Then again, they could always join in too.
He wouldn't say no.
Just the thought of twenty-something other men watching him, waiting for him…
"Yes! All of—"
Xiaojun's eyes snapped open as he heard a giggle. Kun and Ten were both looking up at him with smirks on their faces.
"Where's your dirty mind ran off to now, Mommy?"
Xiaojun swallowed as he realised his fingers were on his nipples. Oh.
"Are you just gonna cock warm me all night?"
He felt himself flush. He had just been rocking back and forth, hadn't he? Getting off to the idea of being gangbanged by his band mates with Kun's dick stuffed up inside him.
"N-No—"
"Show me what you can do then. Give me the full cock destroyer experience."
Xiaojun whimpered at the name.
He liked it.
Like… A lot.
Sounded a lot like something that would come from Ten's lips, though, not Kun's.
But destroying cocks was what he did best.
He just had to prove to Kun he couldn't only do it with his mouth.
So, he bounced.
And bounced and bounced.
Hands gripping tight on Kun's shoulders, the pure ecstasy on his face spurring him on.
This was so much better than being between his legs. He could see every little detail, hear his moans loud and clear, even over his own panting.
He caught Ten out of the corner of his eye, sort of hoping that maybe he was a little jealous. Wondering if Kun made this much noise when they were together. If maybe he was a better fuck, but…
He was completely enthralled. Cock in his hand as he pumped lazily, making sure he was fully hard.
"You look good up there Mommy."
His mind honestly wasn't on Kun at all.
He was thinking about nothing but Xiaojun.
How badly he wanged to fuck him again.
How he couldn't believe he hadn't sought him out again after their little shower experience.
They lived together, after all. He was only a couple of doors away and it was becoming more than clear Xiaojun was always down to fuck.
"F-Feels good."
His thighs were burning, muscles still weak from cunning earlier than getting filled back up almost instantly. He was so tingly.
"Your cock feels so good!"
There was no way he could go back to just sucking Kun off after this. Sure, he was more than happy to get on his knees and have his face covered in cum, but he wanted him hard and inside of him right after. He wanted Kun to take control just like he knew he could. Hold onto his hips and take all of that stress of being their leader off on his tight little ass.
"Want—"
"Want what?" Kun asked, despite knowing exactly what Xiaojun was looking for. His movements were becoming a little sloppy, breath heavy.
So he grabbed his ass and rutted up inside of him.
"Ah! That!" Xiaojun threw his head back as Kun fucked into him. He was so deep. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
He loved riding cock and putting on a show. He knew he looked pretty in this lingerie with his flushed face and beads of sweat rolling down his neck.
But there was nothing he loved more than lying there and taking everything someone had to give him.
"Fuck me."
He leaned in, wrapping his arms around Kun's neck and kissed him hard. He went limp on top of him, giving himself up completely.
He just wanted him to roll over and destroy him. He didn't even care if there wasn't enough room to do that on the bed without tumbling off. He liked it on the floor too. Liked the way it made his shoulder blades ache.
He wanted to be Kun's pretty little fuck toy. Worthless. Brainless.
"Use me." He gasped between measly open mouthed kisses as Kun hoisted him up a little, holding him so he could really fuck into him. "Wanna— Wanna be your sex doll."
That made Kun snort.
Put a pair of panties on a guy and he goes full bimbo.
"He's worse than you, Kitten."
Xiaojun moaned as fingers grabbed his hair, pulling him back off Kun's lips.
Ten.
Kun's nails were still digging into his ass.
He had almost forgotten he was there.
"And what about me, Dolly?"
Xiaojun moaned even louder. Dolly.
He liked that even more than Mommy. More than Princess. Especially from Ten. It didn't feel like he was taking the piss.
"Don't you want my cock too?"
He nodded to the best of his ability.
He wanted them both so bad. Both of them inside his stretched out hole. Just the idea… It made his cock spurt all over Kun's stomach.
He had never taken two cocks before, not in his ass, anyway.
"W-Want both. Fuck me stupid."
"He's so pathetic." Kun's finger tilted his chin upwards so he could get a good look. Xiaojun did his best to keep his head in that exact position once Kun let go. Like a real doll. "You just gonna lie there and let us do whatever we want to you? Wanna be our sex doll? Ten's already dressed you up so pretty."
"Yes." Xiaojun whispered, loud enough so they would be able to hear, but trying to move his lips as little as possible.
He had always loved being used. Being controlled and told what to do. Like a dumb little puppet. Being fucked over and over by his partner until they had had their fill.
But here in Kun's lap, in this lingerie and lipstick… Ten staring at him.
He did feel like a doll.
Silicone.
He only existed for their pleasure.
"Please, Ma—" he stopped himself. He wanted to call Kun Master. Owner. Anything. But he knew he wasn't into that. Well, he knew he wasn't into honourifics or Daddy, but…
He had slipped so far into subspace he needed it.
"Call me whatever you need."
Kun wanted Xiaojun to be comfortable. This wasn't pre-planned. This was his first time in lingerie and Kun could only assume his first time being double penetrated. And now things had escalated to dollification. Maybe it was one of Xiaojun's favourite kinks, something he did all of the time, but if he wanted to call him something commanding then he could.
"Master? Like... Puppetmaster."
Xiaojun's voice was so quiet. As if he was embarrassed of saying something like that in front of Kun.
"I can be your Master tonight, Dolly."
Kun's fingers were so soft against his skin. He was so caring, even like this. It almost made Xiaojun melt into it before he remembered he had to keep still.
He was their dolly.
And he was going to be the best dolly he could be.
"Do you have a safe word?"
Xiaojun thought about it for a second. This wasn't where he had expected his night to go. Safe words?
"I prefer colours."
"Okay. What colour are you now."
"Green."
Very green. He had Kun's dick in his ass and the promise of another on the way. He couldn't be more green.
"Perfect. Let's get you sat in Mistress Ten's lap so we can use you properly."
Xiaojun gasped softly as Kun hoisted him up, trying to keep as still as he could as he handed him over to Ten. He didn't realise Kun was so strong, picking him up like he weighed nothing.
"So pretty." Ten cooed, repositioning Xiaojun's arms so they were around his shoulders. Xiaojun wanted to lean in and kiss him so bad, to touch him all over, but… He was going to be good. "I didn't know you were into this, Mommy. You make such a pretty little sex doll, though, don't you?"
Xiaojun swallowed as Ten thumbed at his bottom lip.
"You can still talk." Ten's voice was so soft. He wasn't making fun of Xiaojun for a change. "I wanna hear you when we're playing with you."
"I—" Xiaojun wasn't sure he had ever felt this way. He loved being used. Loved someone fucking into him over and over until they got off. He loved being stuffed full of cum. Knowing he was the reason they lost it.
But he loved biting back. Loved scratching and kissing and begging.
He wasn't so used to restraining himself like this.
But he liked it.
It added this other level of suspense.
He felt worthless, but also coveted, in a way.
"I feel… Beautiful."
"You are."
Ten licked his thumb to swipe it under Xiaojun's lip again, tidying up his messy lipstick. He was being so tender with him. He wasn't used to it.
He wasn't used to any of it.
Why did he like this so much? He had always been uncomfortable in his own femininity. Tried to suppress it, because… It had made him a target when he was younger. And he didn't like being seen as weak because he was so small.
But maybe it didn't make him weak.
There was nothing weak about him, why would dressing up in lace change that?
"I'm gonna fuck you now."
Xiaojun gasped as Ten guided him back onto his cock. He had missed it, and it took a lot not just to melt and let his head tip back in pleasure. He hated feeling empty.
But it certainly didn't last long. Not when a slicked up digit slid in alongside Ten's length.
"Don't worry, we'll stretch you out good. Don't wanna break our new toy."
Xiaojun shuddered as Kun pressed up against his back, as Ten fucked into him ever so slowly. He was practically sandwiched between the two of them and it was so hot he could feel the chiffon of his babydoll sticking to his skin.
He felt so full already, with only two fingers and a cock inside of him. How was it going to feel when they were both fucking into him?
He couldn't wait.
"M-More, Master. Please."
"Shhh." Kun whispered against his ear, it made him burn up even more. "I gotta take my time Dolly, you've never done this before, right?"
"No."
"Then I need to prepare you properly. Enjoy it. Let us play with you. Take it slow."
"Even your slutty hole cant take two cocks right away." Ten smirked, pulling Xiaojun down on top of him and into a deep kiss.
He liked kissing Ten. It was a good distraction. Kept him occupied, from getting impatient.
He really was trying to be good but he was a demanding little bitch when he wanted to be. He just wanted more.
"Let us look after you." Ten whispered, fingers brushing Xiaojun's hair back from his eyes. "Before we absolutely destroy you."
Xiaojun didn't have time to respond before Ten kissed him again, but he was more than thankful for it, because at that moment Kun added a third finger. And it was a lot.
He could feel his hole tight around everything that was shoved inside of him. It ached. But he didn't want to stop. Not until he couldn't physically take any more.
He just wanted to be so stuffed full of cock he wouldn't be able to walk in the morning.
He moaned against Ten's lips, biting down on the red painted skin as Kun drew his fingers together and began to pump, stretching Xiaojun out as best he could, making room for his cock to fit.
"That good?" Ten breathed. He knew it would be. He could read Xiaojun like a book. "You feel so fucking tight. You're so full I can barely move."
Xiaojun moaned as Ten tried to rock his hips underneath him.
Maybe it was too much.
Maybe he couldn't take them both.
But then he felt something cool and wet dribble over his hole.
It was soothing. Made it so much easier for Kun to move inside of him. He loved being a wet, sticky mess.
“Master?” Xiaojun gasped, finally beginning to give into the pleasure. “Please, can you—”
He couldn't hold on any longer. He was too impatient. He wanted them both so bad. He could take it. He knew he could.
“Just fuck me. Please. Dolly—” He sucked in air between his teeth. “Dolly wants fucked.”
“You need to learn to wait, baby.” Ten smirked underneath him, fingers rubbing against Xiaojun's cheek. “I know you’re a greedy whore, but Kun doesn't want to hurt you. Neither do I.”
Xiaojun whined as Ten pulled him back into another kiss, knowing that meant he was going to have to keep waiting.
"At least not like this. Maybe another time."
His eyes widened as Ten whispered in his ear.
Oh.
What—
What did he mean by—
“Ah!”
Xiaojun cried out as Kun added a fourth finger. Okay. That one stung. Maybe he really wasn’t ready.
“Colour, Xiaojun.”
He broke character for a moment, knowing Kun wanted him to be honest. They weren’t in a relationship, had never done anything like this together before, but… He knew to respect colours. That's what he has asked for. And he knew on some level that Kun was always going to look after him. Not just as his leader, but in bed too.
"Hn— Yellow. Just— Just give me a second."
"You’re okay, Princess. Doing so well." Ten's voice was softer than ever. So soothing. Encouraging.
He was glad he was doing this with these two. He had always wanted to, and…
If it had been with anyone else it might not have gone so well. They might have pushed him too far.
He caught his breath, melted into Ten a little and mentally prepared himself.
He could do this.
He could take them both.
He could absolutely take two cocks at once.
"Okay. Green. Keep going, Master."
"You sure?"
"Yes Sir." Xiaojun felt Ten giggle against his hair. "Green."
Xiaojun's jaw dropped as Kun began to move again. He needed that little break. He needed to compose himself. Because, yeah, it hurt.
But it felt so fucking good.
He could only imagine the sight. His hole stretched so wide. Taking Ten's cock and four of Kun's fingers. Swallowing them up. Still hungry for more.
And he was.
Fingers just weren't going to cut it.
Sure, they were good for a warm up, but it wasn’t what he wanted.
He wanted the main course.
"I’m ready! Please Master. Please give me your cock."
"Go on, Kun." Ten was starting to get a little impatient too, if he was being completely honest. How long had Xiaojun been cock warming him? And of course, it was all about Xiaojun's comfort level and pain threshold, but Ten could feel how bad he wanted this. He could see it in his face. "He can take it. Like a good little fuck toy."
"I can!"
Xiaojun knew he could do this. And Ten believed in him too.
"Please."
He felt Kun stop behind him. Felt him pull out. Felt himself gape even though Ten was still inside of him.
"Okay."
He heard the bottle of lube pop open again. Saw the smile grow on Ten's face
"But you tell me if it's too much. We'll stop right away."
Xiaojun's breath shuddered as he heard Kun slick his cock up.
It was happening.
It was really happening.
"Xiaojun?"
He was pulled from his thoughts by a slap to his ass.
"You're gonna have to listen if you want this. You need to tell me if it's too much."
"I will. Promise." He turned to look over his shoulder at Kun for the first time in he didn't know how long. "I'm green."
"Good." Kun lined himself up. Xiaojun could only imagine what a sight his hole was. "You ready?"
"So ready." Ten smirked, turning Xiaojun's head so he was looking back at him. He wanted to see every flicker of pleasure on his pretty little face. "Fill her up."
Xiaojun barely had time to react to the change in pronouns because he felt his hole being stretched wide by the tip of Kun's cock.
Oh fuck.
That felt like so much more than four fingers.
"Relax, Jun."
He tried to breathe through it as Kun rubbed soothing circles into his backside.
"You can take it."
Ten's fingers carded through his hair as his jaw dropped. The stretch was unlike anything he had ever experienced but he loved it. He wanted more. He wanted it all.
"Master." He whimpered, too turned on to even pretend to be embarrassed at how high his voice sounded. "More."
"Oh my god!"
Ten tipped his head back against the wall. The sensation of Kun's cock sliding against his own, of Xiaojun's walls constricting around him as they made space for another.
He couldn't believe this was happening.
"Good Dolly. Taking us both so well."
Xiaojun moaned deep in his throat, eyes clouding a little. Kun was still moving. Still inching inside of him. He felt so full.
"You're doing amazing, sweetie. Such a good little cock sleeve."
Xiaojun took in the blissed out look on Ten's face. He couldn't even imagine what it felt like for him. How tight he must be around their cocks. How good his hole must feel right now. So hot and greedy.
"M-Master."
"Nearly there."
A pair of arms wrapped around his waist from behind and he just about melted.
"You feel so fucking good."
Xiaojun moaned louder as Kun pressed up against his back, as his cock pushed in even further.
He felt like he was going to break.
But he wanted to be broken.
Wanted them to use their sex doll however they wanted.
"Oh my—" He gasped out as Kun pulled him in closer, changing the angle so he was sitting upright, directly on both of their cocks.
He felt so full he wasn't sure he could move. Like after you'd had a really big meal.
It was a little uncomfortable, would take some getting used to, but… He loved it.
He was such a slut one just wasn't enough.
"Oh my god, it's so—"
"You like it?" He whined as Kun whispered in his ear, finally bottomed out. He had two whole cocks inside of him. Stretching him open. "Does it feel good?"
"Y-Yes Master. Thank you."
Ten smiled up at the sight. The night had certainly taken a turn, but he wasn't complaining.
He was, however, getting a little impatient. He felt like he had been inside Xiaojun forever. And he had to lie here while Kun's dick slid up against his own, as he stretched Xiaojun out well beyond his means.
It was so tight.
He wanted to fuck him.
"You want more, though, don't you, Mommy?"
Xiaojun hissed as Ten pressed against his exposed stomach, against the slight swell. It wasn't super noticeable, but he could tell his tummy looked different. He tried to push the breeding kink out of his mind. He had enough to deal with right now.
But Ten could read him like a book.
"You want us to fuck you. Hard. Use your slutty little hole and pump you full of cum."
"Yes." The word slipped out before he could stop himself. That's exactly what he wanted. "Fill me up."
"Breed you?"
Xiaojun whined at the mirth in Ten's voice, already too far gone to do anything about it. Ten was a tease. He knew that. But when he was like this, stuffed full of cock and so fucking needy?
It only turned him on more.
"Stop making fun of him."
Xiaojun moaned louder as Kun shifted behind him, as he pulled him closer into his chest. Every tiny movement was driving him insane.
"Do you wanna fuck him or not?"
Xiaojun noticed the change in Ten's demeanour. Kun really seemed to be the only person that had any semblance of control over him.
It was kind of hot.
"Yeah."
"Can you take it?"
Kun's lips moved against the shell of his ear and Xiaojun nodded.
"Words."
"Y-Yeah. Master, I can— I want it. Please fuck me. Use me."
And then Kun must have shot Ten a look over his shoulder because he nodded, and then—
"Oh! Fuck!"
Then he began to move. He took hold of Xiaojun's hips and fucked up into him. Slow. Getting him used to the sensation. The sensation of someone moving inside of him while he was stretched so thin. While he could feel Kun's cock standing still inside of him while Ten—
"God, you feel so good." Ten chuckled low in the back of his throat. Xiaojun's tight, hot walls, the tip of his cock brushing against Kun's.
It was unlike anything he had ever experienced before.
"Fuck him, Kun." Ten's breath was shallow already, it made Xiaojun's head spin. Was he really that good? Was he going to make them cum in a matter of seconds? "Fuck him."
"Ah!"
He cried out so loud he wouldn't be surprised if he woke Sicheng up and he came running in with Bella in tow to check everything was alright when Kun began to move too.
But once he started he couldn't stop.
It was so much.
But it was so fucking good.
His jaw hung slack as he moaned over and over, tears trickling down his face because it ached so bad, but needed more. He wanted his insides absolutely ruined.
"Master…" He groaned, letting his head full back against Kun's shoulder. The way his back arched had someone's cock brushing up against his prostate. He couldn't tell who. He could barely remember his own name. "M— Oh!"
"Colour?"
"G—" He could barely get his words out. Every inch of his body felt like it was on fire; having two people fucking into him at the same time was so much more than he ever could ever imagined. "Green. G-Green. More."
"Good Dolly."
That word made him go limp in Kun's arms. Made him fully submit to the dollification fantasy.
He was nothing more than a fuck toy. A puppy for them to control. A hole to be filled. A way for them to get off.
Just a dirty little slut taking on the two of them at once, waiting to be stuffed full of cum and discarded straight after.
A pretty little sex doll capable of swallowing load after load.
Of just lying there and taking it.
Letting them use him however many times they wanted with no concern of his own pleasure.
And he fucking loved every second of it.
They could hear it in his moans, because no matter how far he fell into doll space he couldn't shut up. How could he when the two of them were pounding into him? Their cocks fucking in and out, each with a different rhythm so be couldn't get a moment to breathe. One then the other over and over and over.
When Kun was holding him in place like he weighed nothing? When he could throw him down on the floor at any minute and forget about him?
He was in heaven.
He wanted Kun and Ten to use him whenever they felt like it.
To come knocking on his door in the middle of the night or slide into his bed and just take him.
He wanted to be in their complete control.
Have them pull his strings and guide him to fill any fantasy their desired.
To fall to his knees at the snap of a finger.
He wanted to be their sex doll… Forever.
"Look at the state of him." He could barely even make out Kun's voice behind him. "Bet if I let go he'd just fall down on top of you."
"Do it."
His eyes were blurry but he could make out Ten's grabby hands in front of his face.
"I want him."
So Kun let go.
And Xiaojun did just that.
Topped down onto Ten like a little marionette doll who's strings had been cut. Just a cheap mound of silicone with a hole stretched big enough for the two of them.
"God, you feel so fucking good, baby."
Ten's arms wrapped around him in an instant and it made him melt even more. He had his face buried in Ten's neck, probably deafening him with how loud he was moaning but he couldn't stop.
Not now Kun had the opportunity to go all out.
To grab his hips and fuck into him like his life depended on it.
To completely destroy Xiaojun's already abused hole.
To rearrange his guts.
It meant Ten didn't have as much room to move but he could barely even tell. He was so overwhelmed by everything he barely knew what was going on.
He just knew it felt amazing. Knew that he was going to cum any second and he didn't have it in him to hold on.
"You're doing so well. We love using you like this."
Ten's voice sounded so tender, considering. His fingers were in Xiaojun's hair, massaging his scalp, whispering in his ear about how good he was, how perfect, how he was such a dirty little whore.
It only added to the euphoria.
He loved being able to make someone feel good. To get them off. To make them totally lose it.
And he was doing such a good job.
He really was the perfect fuck toy.
"You should see his ass." Kun bit down on his bottom lip, admiring the view now Xiaojun was bent over.
He could see everything. His poor swollen hole swallowing the two of them up.
It was driving him crazy.
He couldn't help but fuck into him harder and harder.
To really use him, just like he wanted.
"Someone's not gonna be at dance practice tomorrow."
"I might not be either." Ten's voice was so pitchy. Xiaojun had already made him cum once, and he had cockwarmed him for so long it was a miracle he had managed to hold out.
But he was glad he did.
Because the sensation of Xiaojun's walls so tight around him, of Kun's cock fucking alongside his own, rubbing against him.
It was too much to take.
Even if he could barely fuck into Xiaojun himself anymore.
He was gonna cum.
"I'm close."
"You wanna cum, Kitten?"
"Yes! Please, I wanna—"
Ten was moaning almost as loud as Xiaojun was. His cock was throbbing, barely having any time to recover from his first orgasm.
"Please, Kun."
"I'm not stopping you."
Ten knew the smirk on Kun's lips. He had seen it far too many times before.
He never stopped him. But…
"But you're staying inside of him until I'm done."
Xiaojun felt Ten's breath shudder underneath him.
He had a tough decision to make. Cum, and have to deal with Kun fucking against his hypersensitive cock in Xiaojun's heavenly asshole. Or hold on.
And that was a struggle already.
But then he heard a tiny little voice speak up.
"Cum."
Xiaojun.
"P-Please, I w— Cum in me."
He wanted to feel Ten fill him up. Really fill him up. He wanted to live up to his filthy cum whore reputation and have his walls painted while Kun was still fucking away inside of him. He wanted to make a mess. Wanted them both to absolutely lose it inside of him.
"Please."
"Well?"
Ten groaned as Kun's hand squeezed at his stocking clad knee.
Fuck it.
If Xiaojun wanted him to cum, he was gonna cum.
"Make me cum, Master."
Xiaojun and Ten cried out in tandem as Kun slammed into him, clearly not liking Ten calling him that. He gave Xiaojun permission for tonight, but no one else.
But Ten always liked to push his buttons. He knew it got him what he wanted.
And this time it was giving Xiaojun what he wanted too.
"Oh god! Fuck— Fuck I—"
He could feel Ten falling apart underneath him, his hips barely able to lift off the bed and fuck into him as he writhed. As Kun moved against him, practically wanking him off with his cock in the tightest little sleeve imaginable.
"Kun! Baby— Dej— Oh god—"
Ten's hands scrambled against his back, tugging at the chiffon of his sweat soaked babydoll.
He was so close.
Xiaojun was finally going to get what he wanted.
He was going to get his hole flooded with piping hot cum.
"Fuck!"
And then it happened. Ten came with a cry of his name. Not Kun's.
He was the one that did that to him.
He was their pretty little sex doll he was using to get off.
And it felt so good, Ten spilling into him as Kun's pace never once faltered. As his hips kept snapping away, pushing Ten's cum deeper and deeper inside of him.
It was enough to tip him over the edge, and before he could even stop himself it happened.
His vision sparkled black and his ears rang as he came harder than he ever had in his life, poor neglected cock spitting all over Ten's stomach, messing up both of their lingerie sets.
It was out of this world.
He felt like he was floating.
His entire body aching with pleasure as it rushed over him again and again.
It felt like it was never going to stop.
Not with Kun still pounding into him.
With Ten still buried deep inside of him.
He was shaking violently with the power of it.
For a moment he wondered if he had passed out and if this was really happening because he had never even imagined it could feel this good, but when he heard Ten's voice he knew it was real.
"Good Dolly."
He sounded so fucked out himself but he was trying his best to guide Xiaojun through his earth shattering orgasm.
"God you're so pretty. All dressed up for us. Little slut can't stop cumming."
It was true, he couldn't. He could feel how wet and sticky it was between the two of them. How his poor cock kept squirting and couldn't seem to stop.
"Kun… God, can you—"
Ten was reeling from his orgasm too, hypersensitive cock still stuffed in Xiaojun's twitching hole, Kun still moving against him.
"Kun, please! Fill him up. Cum in him. Make a mess."
Xiaojun could barely hear Kun's grunts over the sound of his own whining but he could feel him. And he felt close. His hips were stuttering, his nails digging into his cheeks.
He wanted it so bad.
He wanted to be so stuffed with cum his stomach swelled. That it would be leaking out of him all night.
"Master!"
His voice was so pitchy it sounded like a sob. Maybe it was. His cheeks were wet with tears after cumming so hard.
"Master, cum! Fill— Fill m—"
"Cum in him baby."
Ten was just as desperate for it as he was. He couldn't take much more. He needed to pull out. Xiaojun was just too tight.
"Give him what he wants."
"I— Fuck!"
Kun had never experienced anything like this before and he didn't want it to end. He had never had anything wrapped so right around his cock.
But it had to.
He couldn't keep going forever. No matter how much Xiaojun might like that.
He needed to give in and just cum. His cock was so swollen it felt like it was going to explode.
He looked down at the state of the two of them. Xiaojun practically passed out on top of Ten, Kun would be worried if he wasn't moaning and begging Master, Master! over and over. He really did look like a lifeless little sex doll. He never imagined that would turn him on so much until tonight.
It turned out he was more into someone relinquishing full control to him than he thought.
And then there was Ten, trapped underneath him. Staring up at him with big eyes filled with need, because it had to hurt. It had to be driving him crazy having his poor hypersensitive cock, red raw from just cumming trapped between Xiaojun's walls and Kun cock.
They looked a state.
And he figured maybe he should put them out of their misery.
Plus, he was fucking busting to nut.
So he snapped his hips a few more times and really let himself give into the heat of Xiaojun's hole. Of his little cocksleeve. His puppet. His pretty baby sex doll. Let himself really use his band member, because that's what Xiaojun wanted, right?
All he wanted.
Apart from being stuffed full of cum.
So Kun gave him that too. He had been so good. So pliant. The best little dolly he and Ten could ask for.
"Fuck!"
He finally came with a loud cry for the first time that night. The other two had already had their fill, but he had been holding out. When he came inside of Xiaojun he wanted to cum. Wanted to completely flood him. Wanted to milk every last drop inside of him.
So he did just that.
And the reaction he got was nothing short of perfect.
Xiaojun's spine arched, as if he was trying to suck Kun dry with his hole. He was basically sobbing with ecstasy, the sensation of Kun's hot cum painting his walls hitting him like a third orgasm because he was such a filthy little cum rag he fucking craved it. There was nothing he loved more.
"Good boy. Good Dolly." Ten chanted over and over despite feeling like he was about to pass out himself. He couldn't describe how out of this world it felt when Kun came all over his cock. As Xiaojun's walls constructed around him, desperate to make sure nor a single drop went to waste. But he kept urging him on. Made sure he knew he was doing a good job. "So good, Princess. That feels amazing, right? God, You're so full I can feel it."
And Xiaojun couldn't do anything but lie in Ten's arms and whimper. He couldn't stop the tears rolling down his cheeks because this was everything he had ever dreamed it would be and more.
He didn't want it to stop.
He didn't want them to pull out because he was going to be left feeling so empty.
"Oh my god." Kun finally breathed as his climax simmered down, his fingers creeping under Xiaojun's babydoll to trace his spine. "That was amazing."
He was still seeing stars. He would never tell Ten this, but he wasn't sure he had ever cum that hard.
"You okay, Dejun? You did so well."
Xiaojun sniffled, nuzzling into Ten's neck a little more.
It made Kun's stomach drop.
Has he not picked up on any discomfort? Should he have asked for colours more often?
"He's great." Ten smiled, resting his head against Xiaojun's. He could hear him babbling away in his ear. He sounded a little delirious, but he was more than good. "Fuck, I can't believe we just did that. You really are a cock destroyer, huh?"
Xiaojun snorted as he began to come back around, as he dipped out of dolly space and back into reality. He tried not to let that nagging voice in the back of his head telling him he should be embarrassed for being so vulnerable and diving into such kinks with his co-workers, because he was glad he did. He had no idea who else he would be able to do what with.
"How do you feel?"
"I—" He finally emerged, head resting on Ten's shoulder so Kun could see his profile, even if it was shrouded a little by his hair. He laughed as a hand reached from behind him to wipe his face. God, he was a mess. "I'm good. Like, really good. Tired. Sticky."
"Yeah, I don't wanna see the mess we're gonna make when we pull out." Kun chuckled, looking down at Xiaojun's stretched out hole. It was kind of crazy now he had sobered up, now he wasn't filled with lust and passion. Crazy that the human asshole could even do that. "At least we're in Ten's bed."
"Hey!"
Xiaojun laughed softly as Ten flipped him off. Christ. Even when they were both balls deep inside of him, he could tell they were perfect for one another.
But he wasn't going to say anything. Certainly not tonight. He didn't want them to run away in one another's arms and leave him alone, no matter how much he fantasised about being a cheap sex doll tossed to the side once they were done with him.
He needed them after all of that.
Ten comforting him throughout really got him through it and… He needed more.
"I don't want you to."
His voice was so small, like he was afraid to admit it.
"I know you have to." He knew they couldn't stay like this all night. "But… I like feeling this full. I like having you both… Close."
Kun's fingers began rubbing into his back again.
"We can stay close, we just can't…"
"I know. I know it sounds stupid."
He didn't like this part of himself. The needy part.
When it came to sex? Sure. He was as needy as they came and he wasn't scared to let his partner know, but… This? The emotions?
He didn't like it.
It made him feel weak.
And he was always scared someone would get the wrong idea.
He didn't want to be with them. Didn't want to be with anyone beyond sex. He loved being single and playing the field, but… Sometimes, after going really hard, he just needed to be held.
He hoped Kun and Ten wouldn't take it the wrong way.
He wasn't sure he could cope with the rejection.
"It's not stupid. We really pushed you tonight."
Xiaojun's lips quirked into a weak smile as Ten kissed his forehead.
"We aren't just going to abandon you after that."
"We'll stay with you, don't worry." Kun was hoping Xiaojun would want at least one of them anyway. He was going to need someone to help clean him up, probably even help him get out of bed in the morning. It was going to ache, to say the least. "We can go in our room, push our beds together. I'll even carry you there bridal style."
Xiaojun and Ten both giggled at that. Sounded like one hell of a deal.
"But we're gonna have to pull out. You ready?"
Xiaojun nodded. He squeezed just a little, making sure he would remember the feeling of being stretched so wide, not that he was sure he'd ever be able to forget.
And then Kun began to pull out, slowly, making sure not to hurt him, and Xiaojun's eyes rolled back in his head. The drag of Kun's cock against his walls was sensational. If he wasn't so wrecked he'd beg to go again.
But then he felt it, the cum dribbling from his ass and thighs as the head of Kun's cock finally slipped out.
Fuck.
"Oh my— Wow."
Kun marvelled at the sight, as Xiaojun's hole gaped, as Ten slipped out with ease, barely even having to move. He had never seen anything like it. He was soaked, streams of white tricking out of him. He had to stop himself from asking if he could shove his fist up there and really use him like a puppet because he knew Xiaojun would say yes and they'd end up starting all over again.
It was too late.
They were all too tired.
Maybe another time…
Maybe they could start earlier.
"You're gonna wanna see this, Kitten."
Xiaojun could feel it. Feel how big he was. He hated being empty, but this… It was so new. Such a reminder of what they had just done it wasn't so bad.
"Do… Do I look pretty?"
He used to hate that word. He wasn't pretty or cute. He was handsome.
But now, after donning this little lingerie set, having lipstick smeared all over his face and going full dolly in front of his band mates he wasn't ashamed of his feminine side anymore. He wanted to embrace it.
Because he felt pretty.
And that wasn't a bad thing.
"So pretty, baby."
Xiaojun keened at the praise, nuzzling further into Ten's hold Kun had never called him baby before.
He liked it.
He liked being their baby doll, in his little babydoll.
"We're gonna do this again, right?"
Kun and Ten shared a look over Xiaojun's shoulder. They had never fucked around with anyone else before. Sure, they slept with other people, but never the two of them together.
But this… This was sure something else.
And they would be stupid to never want to revisit it.
Especially with someone like Xiaojun.
"If you want, Princess." Ten tilted Xiaojun's chin up so he could press a chaste kiss to his lips. It made him smile. He needed someone to look after him tonight. Kun and Ten felt like the perfect pair to do that.
And not just tonight, he wanted to revisit this. He wanted fo fuck them again. Both of them. He wanted to see just how much further they could push him. He wanted to give himself up fully to them, to be at their mercy, and then be cuddled and kissed and taken care of when it was all over.
And he was glad they wanted that too.
He didn't want to go back to how things were before.
"I have plenty more outfits I can doll you up in."
Ten kissed him again, and he let his eyes flutter shut as Kun's fingers massaged into his back.
"Maybe next time Mommy and Master can team up and fuck me."
"Or maybe we can team up on you now."
Ten gasped as Kun reached between his legs to grab his cock. Fuck.
"You wanted to cum more times than him, remember."
Ten whined as Kun began to pump. That Hurt. Twice was more than enough for tonight.
"You did say that."
Ten slapped Xiaojuns arm as he suddenly came back to life. Why was he taking Kun's side.
"I take it back." Ten tried to bat Kun away, albeit weakly. His arms weren't quite working. "T-Too much."
"What do you reckon, dolly? Wanna torture him a little before we go to bed?"
Ten looked up at him with the biggest coochie eyes he could muster up. Xiaojun couldn't help but smile, he would usually revel in making ten's life a living hell, but he just wanted cuddles and to rest. And he wasn't going to piss ten off in case it meant he didn't get them.
"Maybe in the morning."
Ten breathed a sigh of relief as Kun let go of his cock. Oh, so Xiaojun was calling the shots around here now?
"He has his Mommy to look after tonight."