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“What are you two doing here?”
No one could blame him for looking so defensive, Isagi had just woken up from his swoon after the Bastard München vs ManShine City game, the information was still jumbled and distorted in his aching head and the last people he expected to run into when wake up were in front of him.
Michael Kaiser and Nagi Seishiro.
Besides the situation being already so strange, Isagi discovered that it could get worse. Because both the boys standing in front of him had only a towel around their waists.
“Did you guys just get out of the shower?” Isagi tried, breaking the awkward silence. "Where I am?"
Looking around, it looked like Germany's dorm, but not the room Isagi slept in, it was far from it actually. There were many liquor bottles and tissues on the floor, as well as wrinkled clothes and tubes that looked like some kind of cream.
"Good. He woke up." It was Nagi's voice, Isagi turned to him immediately.
“I was curious what it would be like to do this with him unconscious, but seeing his face awake is also good.” Kaiser muttered sounding a little disappointed. “Good morning flower of the day, Yoichi~”
Isagi didn't know how to react, he had no idea what the two boys were talking about, all he wanted was to get away and go to his own dorm.
Deciding his next steps, Isagi moved to get up from the bed and leave the room, only to feel a tug on his wrist and he fell to the mattress again. Embarrassed, he tried again but got the same result. His eyes immediately went to his wrists, which felt strangely heavy.
"What the hell is that?!" Isagi screamed, on his wrists was a leather chain that wound tightly and was attached to the headboard. His shock was such that it took minutes for him to realize he had only his underwear on, the rest of his clothes nowhere to be seen. “Hey guys, what's going on?”
Isagi's body shivered to death as Nagi sat beside him on the bed and hugged the striker's waist.
“Don't think too much, we'll make you feel good. It's a thank you.”
Isagi already felt his eyes filling with tears, he had no aversion to Nagi's touch, quite the contrary, the hug made all his emotions surface and a feeling of anxiety appeared in his core.
"What for?" The striker forced himself to let the question out.
“For the amazing game you gave us, of course.” Kaiser finally spoke, he walked over and sat down across from Isagi, thin fingers gripping the striker's thigh and squeezing lightly. “You are a delight, Yoichi. We want to devour you on and off the court.”
“Take it easy on him.” Nagi murmured, his face moved closer to Isagi's cheeks and he planted a wet kiss on him. “Isagi, be good to us, okay?”
Mortification was the only thing on Isagi's face. "I didn't understand?! Sorry, but I got to go-"
“You are not going anywhere.” The affectionate tone disappeared from Kaiser's voice, he returned to his normal self from when he was inside the field. “If Yoichi doesn't understand, let's show him.”
Kaiser moved closer and closer, his hands bracing on the bed as he crawled closer to the two strikers. Before Isagi could curse him, Nagi broke free of the hug and grabbed both sides of Michael's face.
The words were stuck in Isagi's throat, he thought he was delirious, it wasn't possible that he was seeing Nagi Seishiro and Michael Kaiser kissing.
Not just a peck, Nagi pulled the German striker into his lap, Kaiser's towel got loose on the way but the player didn't seem to give a damn that he was naked and having his ass caressed by Seishiro.
“Fuck… I'm dreaming, no, no, it's a nightmare.” Isagi murmured not knowing exactly how he was feeling, he wanted to look away or close his eyes but he couldn't, not when Nagi held Kaiser's waist and moved the player like a doll, making Michael roll in his lap. “H-hey…”
“Seishiro… you're not going to fuck me, not today~” Kaiser teased, the two kissed one last time before they turned to Isagi. “We have a common prey.”
“Um…you’re right.”
Nagi showed interest again, a calm smile appeared on his otherwise uninterested face.
“Hey, hey, no. I am not." Isagi started, his hands desperately trying to loosen the leather binding his wrist, it was in vain. All he could do was step away with his foot and lean against the headboard. “Nagi, Nagi, come on? We-we're friends.”
"We are." Nagi nodded, he grabbed Isagi's ankle and pulled, Isagi's body jerked forward and he fell backwards onto the bed. “I've always wanted to fuck you, Isagi. How many times have I had to get up in the middle of the night and masturbate in the bathroom to avoid waking you up? I knew if I stayed in the room I would lose control and force you to take my cock.”
Isagi gasped at the confession, he hated feeling between his legs getting wetter by the second.
“We share the same desires, so we came together.” Kaiser grabbed Isagi's leg and kissed the inside of the thigh. “Yoichi, do you feel it too? Don't lie to me, I know you want our dick, I know your pussy is dripping for both of us.”
Isagi's body gave up on fighting or trying to flee, he felt too soft and hot to deny. Nagi was already behind him, firmly gripping his hips and leaving his legs spread wide enough for Kaiser to do whatever he wanted, and he did, pulling his boxers down slowly and exposing his body to the eyes of the two players.
"There are cameras... Ego-san won't let it- he'll punish us." Isagi muttered weakly, it was one last attempt before he completely sank into that lust that was building.
"No, no. He will enjoy the show.”
Kaiser didn't take long to place both of Isagi's knees on his shoulder and lick the center of his intimacy. It was as if a bolt of lightning shot through the striker's body, his toes immediately twitched and a high-pitched moan ripped from his throat.
Isagi's trapped hands couldn't reach the German striker's head, but Nagi understood what he wanted to do and reached out with his own arm to push Kaiser's head further down into the player's pussy.
“Fuck, fuck, uhnn.!!♡” Isagi groaned desperately, it was the first time someone had touched that intimate part of his body, and it was none other than his rival, the person he hated the most in Blue Lock, the person Isagi dreamed of crushing. Kaiser had such a big tongue, Isagi could feel it moving inside his pussy. “More… more!!”
“Beg.” Nagi whispered in the striker's ear, he kept kissing and biting Isagi's neck. “Scream his name, cry, be our bitch.”
"Please..!" Isagi sobbed, he could feel Nagi's hard cock resting near his ass, just waiting for Kaiser's tongue to come out so he could enter his pussy. “Kaiser, please, please…”
Michael cursed as he continued sucking on Isagi's pussy, hearing his name come out as a desperate moan from that gross little mouth was definitely the highlight of his life. It only took two fingers inside Isagi's pussy and a tongue pressing on his clit and he came with a cry, his legs shaking and the sobs mingling with the moans.
“Gods, it’s pretty sweet.” Kaiser rose from his thighs and smiled, his tongue sticking out, his face and chin wet and dripping.
“Let me taste it.” Nagi asked with a pout, Michael leaned forward and the two kissed again, Isagi stared at the two with his dull and dizzy vision. "Delicious."
“Hey, don’t sleep.” Kaiser pinched Isagi's nipple, who moaned weakly. "Yoichi, we're still going to put two dicks in your pussy, don't tell me you really thought it was over?"
“I didn’t.” Isagi murmured, he twined his arms around the German striker's neck and brought his wet lips to meet his in a sloppy kiss.
"I'm still here." Nagi's sly voice broke the two players' kiss, he lifted Isagi from his lap and placed him sitting on his belly. "Let's get started, you should be wet enough by now."
Isagi pulled the leather rope and spread his hands on Seishiro's defined chest leaving his ass on display in the air, ready to be filled. The two players smiled at the sight, Yoichi was already acting like a trained whore.
“I will go in first.” Nagi declared, the player grabbed his cock and inserted it into Isagi's pussy. "Prepared?"
“B-be kind…”
Before Seishiro could start to enter, he felt another cock press into Isagi's pussy as well.
“Fucking hell I'm going to let you take Yoichi's virginity.” Kaiser muttered sullenly. “Let's go into it together.”
“Ah?! No! I can not take it." Isagi whimpered, he immediately tried to run away only to be grabbed by the two players' hands. “Are you going to tear me apart, please-“
“Spread your legs wide, Isagi.” Nagi ordered fitting his cock into a better position.
"Swallow the crying, Yoichi." Kaiser kissed his neck. “Hold on, little whore.”
Isagi couldn't remember what happened, his mind went blank and his vision darkened. He could hear muffled groans, curses, the rustle of the bed and the noise of bodies bumping into each other constantly.
It took seconds or minutes, Isagi's consciousness came back and the first thing he saw was Nagi's face.
Seishiro had his eyes closed and he was panting constantly, his once pale face was a mixture of red and speckled with sweat. Isagi's hands were no longer tied, they were squeezing Nagi's chest as they tried to balance his body until his ass was bent in the air.
Feeling a painful tug on his scalp, Isagi cursed and looked back.
Kaiser's gaze could be defined as everything and nothing, the King. He was king on the court and he was king in that moment as well. With each push that made his cock go deeper inside Isagi's pussy, with each hair pulling, his smile said that he would never let Isagi forget this moment.
“My bitch is so good… Yoichi, you don't pass the ball to me when we're on the field, but you open your legs to receive my cock when we're in the bedroom.” Michael grinned, his thrusts becoming rougher. “Your attitude has completely changed, isn't it cute?”
“S-shut up!” Isagi sobbed, he couldn't describe the feeling of having two cocks moving wildly inside him. “You two—go fuck yourselves.”
Seishiro opened his eyes after that, he released Isagi's hip and pulled the player's face down, his tongue working well to explore the striker's entire mouth.
“Damn, seeing you like this makes me so close to coming.” Kaiser whispered, he lay completely on top of Isagi and bit his back. “Yoichi, kiss me too~”
“Get out, you are heavy.” Isagi swore, the position only made the two sticks go even deeper. “F-fuck..”
“Ego, I hope you are enjoying the show.” Nagi smiled when Isagi's face became mortified. “Hmm? What it was? Who do you think let us tie you to the bed and take your clothes off?”
“E-enough, I don't b-believe you.”
“Don't be silly, Yoichi. Why is it so hard to believe?” Kaiser murmured, his voice light and Isagi didn't need to turn around to know he was smiling. “Jinpachi Ego is a man, he is also confined here like the rest of us, without touching any body for months. It's not surprising that he wanted to see his student's pussy get fucked like a fucking porn.”
Isagi felt too conscious now, he could almost see the camera in the room moving, he could almost feel Ego's eyes watching the scene. And it was scary that it made Isagi more excited.
"I'm almost there." Nagi warned breathlessly, he gripped Isagi's hips and thrust faster. “Fuck, come on Kaiser, I'm going to come inside him.”
“Uhm~ Yoichi is so tight.” Michael groaned, increasing his speed like Nagi. “Having two cocks inside you is good?”
“Y-yes! Yes!♡" Isagi sobbed, he lost his grip and couldn't hold on anymore, his body rocking back and forth each time Kaiser and Seishiro pushed together. “Faster, more..”
Isagi couldn't speak anymore, he felt his orgasm building rapidly, the breath of the two players on his neck pushing him over the edge more and more. Isagi couldn't believe his pussy was being fucked by Blue Lock's most expensive players, the players he wanted to destroy and considered his rival.
“How am I going to face them on the field now knowing they took my virginity?” Isagi wailed. "Gods, I don't think I'll be able to walk later."
“Don't get distracted, boss.” Nagi bit down on Isagi's lower lip at the same moment as Kaiser slapped the striker's ass with a snap.
“I'm going to fill your pussy with my cum, Yoichi~” Michael gasped, unable to hold it in any longer.
The two strikers squeezed Isagi into a tight embrace as their bodies shook, Isagi came at the same moment he felt the hot liquid pouring inside him.
They fell onto the bed exhausted, the three bodies still joined together. Nagi pulled Isagi's hips to place the striker on top of him and held the German player close by the shoulders.
“That was…fuck.” Isagi gasped, he weakly punched Nagi and Kaiser. “Assholes.”
“You liked it.” Nagi smiled weakly, his eyes already threatening to close.
“Not only did he like it, his pussy is sucking us even now.” Kaiser kissed Isagi's shoulder and snuggled closer to the two players. “We can do this more often.”
“You almost ripped me apart, take responsibility for that.”
“Uhm…okay..”
The room was silent, Nagi's arm went around Isagi and Kaiser in a warm and comfortable hug, Michael placed chaste kisses on Isagi's shoulders and Seishiro's lips and Yoichi stroked the hair of his two partners. It was a confused but extremely calm bubble, lust still oozing.
The players' breathing was almost calming down when a voice broke through the room's speaker.
"Isagi Yoichi, come to my office later and get some pills if you don't want to get pregnant by either of those two idiots."