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Isagi didn't usually mind when Meguru and Rin would play with him in public, but this was extreme. And it's not like he wasn't enjoying it, but he couldn’t stand all the stimulation, especially when he couldn’t cum. Sure, it was humiliating cumming in his pants while they were on a date, but at least he could cum. Bachira always liked seeing Isagi squirm when he was so close to the edge but couldn’t cum because of that “stupid cockring” as Yoichi liked to say.
Rin, on the other hand, enjoyed seeing Isagi’s chest all flushed and covered in love bites. He loved watching Isagi spasm as he came just from nipple clamps and marking him all over his body. He relished in the fact that he could make Yoichi cum from such little attention to his weeping cock. Rin would always praise him for how well he did when washing him.
Isagi loved every minute of both individually. They, together, along with other things, though, seemed to be a bit too much to handle. If he didn’t have a cock ring on, he would have cum already. But Bachira insisted he wear it purely because he “shouldn't soil another pair.” Which he wouldn't be cumming in if they didn't do public play so often, but he digressed.
They were going to a male maid cafe today, which just recently opened up. They were trying to get him worked up, and it was working. They usually stuck to using only one or two toys in public, but this time they had four. He had a remote-controlled anal plug and cock ring, along with nipple clamps and a leash. He wore a jacket over a compression shirt, which he was forced to wear, only adding more pressure to his nipples and making it possible to see his clamps. With that, he wore black shorts paired with a blue thong that didn't cover much and gave them both easy access.
He rocked back and forth in his chair, unable to sit still, needing some sort of stimulation so he didn't go insane. Rin and Bachira casually flirted with the waiter, leaving the cute short boy taking their order flustered and stuttering. Yoichi always found it so hot when they would flirt with other people; something about it aroused him.
After the other two got their order down, he asked Isagi what he would like. “I’ll also get the full set with the puppy-” he moaned the last word as Rin turned the plug on to the medium setting. “A-hh!?” The cute boy gasped at the sudden noise, his whole face turning red. Before Yoichi could try to speak again, Bachira turned his cock ring vibrations up 3 notches, leaving him a whimpering mess in front of the poor server, who looked like he could pass out.
“Sorry about him, he’ll take the puppy curry rice, princess sundae, and cream soda, please,” Rin says as he pets Isagi’s hair. He mindlessly nuzzles up into it as soft whines escape his lips. “Wahh! Uh- coming right up, Sirs!” He scrambles away. “Well, he was a cutie,” Bachira coos in his ear. “Not as cute as you, though. Sounding so sweet!” he put a hand under his jacket to run his fingers down his back before his hand easily slipped into his shorts and pushed the plug in further. It pressed right up against his prostate.
He covered his mouth as he moaned, arching into it. Bachira removed himself. Isagi left sitting, bucking in his chair. “Someone seems to be enjoying themselves.” Rin looks at Meguru and places a hand on his upper thigh, his fingers fluttering over his bulge. “I love seeing Isagi put on a show,” he bucks into the touch while looking at Isagi, who is still gaping, silent moans tumbling out. “He looks great like this,” Rin appreciates his view of an already fucked out looking Yoichi.
Rin eventually decides to turn the vibrations down to a low buzz, not enough to stimulate Isagi the way he needs. Isagi can finally catch his breath. “Hell, you assholes,” he breathes out with no real venom. “The waiter seemed interested; he was definitely hard under that short skirt,” Rin said, seemingly acting interested. “Would you let us play with both of you?” Bachira inquires, “Maybe we should put you in a skirt too, hm?” Rin adds on. “Yes, yes,” he whispers, losing his breath all over again.
Soon enough, the server is back with their food. He can’t look at Isagi with a straight face, flushing and fumbling his words as he serves Isagi. “Enjoy, masters!” He bows gently. “We would enjoy you, too,” Meguru comments, making eye contact with him. That's when Rin decides to turn his plug up again, this time two settings up than before. Isagi whisper-shouts at the sensation, rocking back and forth harder and faster. “You really know how to show off, don't you?” Rin says to Isagi before making eye contact with the maid, too.
He quickly covers his face before slyly speaking to see Yoichi rocking with his tongue half out of his mouth, dripping saliva into his curry. You can see the maid squeeze his legs together, making it plenty more obvious he is affected by the display. Rin cups his chin, lifting it before placing his thumb on his tongue and pressing down and petting it. Isagi’s eyes are lidded, barely even open, as he doesn't even try to hide how he's getting off.
Before the server leaves, they can see Bachira unzip his jacket and put a hand under his shirt, tweaking his nipple.
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Once they finished eating and their bill came, they headed to the park for a walk. It was already 10:30, and it seemed no one was there. That meant Isagi had to unzip his jacket so they could easily play with him. Yoichi didn’t particularly dislike doing this, but it was definitely more risky, and he wasn't sure what his body made with that.
Bachira immediately shamelessly slipped his hand under Isagi’s shorts, fondling his ass as they walked. Rin had hold of his leash, pulling him every so often to keep him going. As if he would be able to calm down anyway. Bachira’s other hand fell on his chain. He pushed on it, pulling Isagi’s nipples and making them rub against his shirt. The friction made them all the more sensitive.
The walk wasn't very long before he made his way over to a bench by a playground. He yanked Isagi down to his knees by the leash. “Want to be good?” Isagi nodded. Times like these, he was always so desperate for anything he could get. “Let me fuck your pretty tits,” Yoichi moaned at the command as he tugged his shirt up, holding it with his teeth and whining, begging for it.
Rin ignored him for a few minutes in favor of turning up his plug all the way. Isagi gasps; his shirt falls out of his mouth with a high-pitched moan. Isagi falls limp, his head hanging as he moans louder and louder. Rin tugs him in by his leash, making him rest on his thigh. “Pick it back up, I can’t fuck your tits with your shirt on.” He reprimands Isagi. He lifts his chin to see him almost completely reduced to a crying, blissed-out mess. “Come on, be good, Yoichi,” Bachira purrs in his ear, now on his knees behind him, resuming to grope his ass.
It takes Isagi a minute, but he eventually wills himself up and scrambles to put his shirt back in his mouth. Bachira pulls Isagi’s barely covering shorts and thong out of the way to fuck the plug in and out of his, just to test. He rests his hands on Rin’s thigh so as not to collapse. He looked up at him with pleading, watering eyes. Rin just pets his cheek as he undoes his pants.
“Push your tits together," Rin says calmly as he gently pulls down on the chain connecting the two clamps. Isagi follows his command, leaving a perfectly dick sized gape for Rin to fuck into. He sits closer to the edge of the bench and pushes the tip to smoosh against Yoichi’s lips. “Get it slick,” and Isagi does just that, sucking and licking all around his cock. He pulls away when he thinks it’s enough, his tongue still sticking out like a thirsty, panting dog.
Rin starts to glide himself up Isagi’s chest, coming to a halt when the tip presses against his lips again. “Keep your mouth open,” He complied, opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out. Rin continued to get himself off, fucking into his mouth now and then. On the other side of him, Bachira was rutting against his ass, having pulled down Isagi’s shorts. As he fuck his cheeks, he pushed the plug further and further in.
It doesn’t take long for Rin to cum all over Isagi’s tits and lips or for Meguru to cum between his ass. And Yoichi is still left there wanting and needing to orgasm.
As he tries to stand up to put his shirt back on and pull his shorts back up, his body collapses, the plug making his legs too weak to stand. Meguru helps him back into his shirt before picking him up and readjusting his shorts to be further up his ass. He places his still throbbing cock between Isagi’s thighs. He walks two steps to be parallel with Rin before Isagi moans and whimpers. “I can feel my cum spreading over your balls. Is it too much for you?” Bachira asks, his voice dripping in condescension. Isagi doesn’t mind it, though, just whining and nodding his head.
Neither Bachira nor Rin pays any more attention to Isagi or his moans as they walk back to the house. Luckily, they don’t run into anyone on the walk back home. Bachira cums in between Isagi’s thighs when they’re mere minutes away from the house. Bachira just adjusts Isagi so he’s wrapped around his body, their cocks rubbing up into each other for the rest of the walk. When they get to the house, Bachira immediately starts walking up the stairs. Isagi sees white as he dry-orgasms, arching his back, moaning out their names, and clinging even closer to him.
They lay Isagi out on the bed, all three of them stripped completely. Rin is taking off his cock ring and pulling out the plug, leaving him needy and gaping. It doesn't take long for Rin to pound into him like a madman. They all needed it. Soon after, Bachira starts fucking his throat, slamming into his mouth.
He loved being used to them, whether it’s in public or in their home. He just loved being theirs. Rin tugged on his chain once, then twice, and that was all it took for Isagi to cum. Ropes of semen paint all three men. It was the most he thinks he's ever cum before.
Rin praised him as his thrusts got even faster and more uncoordinated. He became messier, getting sloppy as he balls smacked against him. Bachira, though, was still keeping a quick tempo, never falling off beat. He still had a good amount of time before he came again.
After a minute or so, Rin thrusts hard and slow into him, and he cums, staining his insides white. He continues to fuck him, coating his cock and all of Isagi’s insides with his cum. Claiming every nook and cranny. If he wasn't already from Bachira’s aggressiveness, he could be crying from overstimulation as he fucks his prostate dead on over and over. Making him cum again with a garbled scream.
Bachira was dribbling precum down his throat as he sank in and out of the warm hole. Isagi’s mouth always felt great; this time was no different. He moaned and gagged on his cock, taking all of it with little resistance. His hips stuttered, a telltale sign he was about to cum. He pulled out all the way with a groan before slamming back in all the way down his throat. His balls were covered in the spit all over Isagi’s chin. He convulsed, pushing himself in even deeper somehow, before cumming all the way down his throat.
That was enough for Isagi to cum for a fourth time that night. Meguru stayed like that for a while, completely restricting his air flow. When he started to choke and cry more, he finally pulled off, his softening cock lying right on his sensitive nipple as his ass rubbed against his cock. Meguru thrust up onto his nipple and rolled his hips back. He pulled the chain of the clamps up, making Isagi shudder and rasp a moan. His throat too fucked to have his whines come out without hurting. Then, Rin lowered himself to lick Isagi’s cock, adding another sensation. He sucked his shaft and licked at the tip before starting to fondle his balls too. It took seconds before they made Yoichi cum one last time.
"Did so good, baby, took it all so well." Isagi wasn't sure who said it.