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Jimin is dreaming.
There are hands roaming all over him, soft lips caressing his neck, thighs, his chest. He lets out a small moan, something wet and firm is sliding along his inner thigh, licking the seams of his centerfolds before pushing in deeper.
Jimin slowly comes to, eyes adjusting to the darkness and he realizes, oh, he’s not dreaming.
“Is baby finally awake?” He hears someone say from overhead, hands gently carding through his hair. Jimin blinks, looking up at the faceless figure shrouded in darkness above. “Hobi hyung?” Jimin croaks, voice still hoarse from sleep. Hoseok hums, “What were you dreaming about kitten? You were moaning so much in your sleep.”
Jimin tries to answer but he’s still a little groggy from sleep and whoever it is between his legs, licking and sucking at Jimin’s clit (most likely Yoongi), coupled by whoever is sucking on his neck (most likely Namjoon), is making it really hard for him to concentrate.
When he fails to respond, Namjoon bites down hard and Jimin yelps. “Answer him, baby,” Namjoon mumbles against his neck, licking the bite mark. “Y-yes,” Jimin pants, gripping the sheets as Yoongi works his tongue inside him.
The hand in his hair stops and Hoseok tugs at it sharply. Jimin whimpers, the sting adding to his arousal and making him even wetter. “Yes, what kitten?” Hoseok growls. “Yes, sir!” Jimin squeaks and Hoseok’s hand relaxes as he goes back to stroking his hair.
Jimin has no idea what time it is but it’s still dark outside so he’s willing to bet it’s sometime past midnight. “You wanna tell us about this dream?” Hoseok asks. Jimin’s breath hitches when Yoongi’s tongue hits a particular spot inside him.
“Y-you, oppa, and d-daddy—Oh!” Jimin squeaks when Namjoon’s hand reaches under his pink babydoll and pinches his nipple. “Hmm, go on kitten, me, oppa, and daddy what?” Hoseok muses. “T-touching me everywhere,” Jimin gasps.
“Aww only touching? I think real life us can do better than that,” Hoseok says in a tone of mock disappointment.
“W-well, I w-woke-Ah! W-woke up,” Jimin stutters as Namjoon tugs on his nipple.
Namjoon peppers kisses all along the column of his neck, and his jaw before he sucks on Jimin’s earlobe. “We’re sorry for waking you baby, but we just had such a craving,” Namjoon says.
Jimin’s response to that is a long, drawn out moan. His eyes flutter shut as he wiggles his hips, trying to get Yoongi’s tongue as deep inside him as possible. His tongue glides and flicks against his walls, brushing against a particular spot and Jimin gasps.
“Is hyung making you feel good?” Hoseok says as he leans over and pushes the lingerie up towards his neck. Jimin replies with a high pitched cry as Hoseok takes one of his nipples into his mouth and sucks. Namjoon moves down and does the same with his other one.
It’s all too much and Jimin feels that familiar coil in gut. “S-sir! I’m g-gonna cum,” Jimin whimpers and all three men immediately remove themselves away from him.
“N-no! Oppa!” Jimin whines, feeling the loss of Yoongi’s tongue the most. Yoongi shushes him. “Be a good boy and cum in oppa’s mouth okay?” Yoongi says and places a gentle kiss on Jimin’s inner thigh before diving back in.
“A-ah!” Jimin cries as Yoongi gives a particularly hard suck against Jimin’s clit.
“Listen to how wet you are, baby,” Namjoon says, reaching down with two fingers and scoops up some of his juices. “Open up, baby,” Namjoon murmurs and Jimin obediently sticks his tongue out before Namjoon stuffs his fingers into his mouth, moaning around Namjoon’s fingers as he tastes himself.
“Hmm, is that good, baby? Open up and let daddy taste you,” and Namjoon removes his fingers before he pushes past Jimin’s lips with his tongue. Jimin sucks on his tongue while he starts to rut down harder against Yoongi’s mouth. He’s so close and he moans around Namjoon’s tongue.
Namjoon breaks away, a string of spit connecting their mouths. “Are you close, baby?”
Jimin nods, rolling his hips harder. “Y-yes, daddy.”
Hoseok leans down, kissing him on the forehead. “Then cum, kitten. Cum so pretty like we know you can.”
Jimin can feel the mixture of his arousal and Yoongi’s spit dribble down on to the bed. Yoongi’s tongue swirls inside Jimin. “Oppa…” Jimin keens. Jimin is starting to shake a little from how hard he is restraining his hands at his sides in a tight fist. He just wants to grab a hold of Yoongi’s head so that he can get his tongue to reach even deeper inside him, but he knows the rules; no touching unless given permission.
Yoongi hums, the vibration intensifying Jimin’s pleasure, bringing him that much closer to the edge. Jimin feels his whole body tense before he snaps, fluid gushing out and Yoongi’s mouth still lapping and sucking it all in. Jimin screams and Hoseok and Namjoon coos, stroking his hair and placing kisses all over his face as Yoongi helps him ride out his high.
Jimin writhes and shakes, the aftershock of his orgasm making his body twitch. Jimin feels like he’s floating and he feels that moment of bliss before slowly coming down. Yoongi peppers kisses all along his inner thigh.
Yoongi sits up, his mouth and chin is completely drenched in Jimin’s cum and Yoongi’s spit. “Fuck, your pussy always taste so good baby. How was that?” Yoongi rasps. Jimin looks up at him, eyes starting to droop close, “So good, oppa.” Jimin makes grabby hands at him, lips forming into a big pout. “Do you want kisses from oppa, is that it?” Yoongi chuckles. Jimin nods, his pout intensifying.
Yoongi lays down on top of Jimin, arms wrapping around his lithe frame and captures Jimin’s lips in a sloppy kiss. Jimin licks up the remnants of his cum all over Yoongi’s lips before he pushes into his mouth and sucks on Yoongi’s tongue. They part with a lewd pop of their lips, a trail of saliva connecting their lips. Jimin hums satisfied, eyes closed and his mind started to drift back to sleep.
Yoongi grins, “Are you falling asleep on us?”
“Oh, no, no, baby boy. We’re not done with you yet,” Namjoon reprimands lightly. Namjoon and Yoongi get off the bed and head towards Jimin’s cupboard where all this toys are kept.
Jimin feels Hoseok lift him up higher so that Jimin’s back is flushed against Hoseok’s chest, and the older’s arms encircling around Jimin’s stomach. Jimin can feel Hoseok’s erection digging into his back. Hoseok taps on his arms and Jimin lifts them so that the older can skip the babydoll off of him.
“We’re going to play a game. How’s that sound kitten?” Hoseok whispers against Jimin’s ear, making the younger shiver. “A game?” Jimin asks weakly, but he already feels his nerves buzz in excitement. “Yes, kitten. I promise you if you’re a good little pet, you’ll get a reward but only if you’re good and promise not to cum until we say so. Do you understand?” Hoseok explains.
Jimin tilts his head up searching for Hoseok’s lips and the older leans down and kisses him, lips gliding messily against one another. Jimin tentatively licks the bottom of Hoseok’s lips, the older immediately opening his mouth and Jimin licks into his mouth eagerly. Jimin pushes back gently against Hoseok’s erection, eliciting a groan from the older boy.
Jimin breaks apart from their kiss with a dazed smile, “Yes, sir. I understand.” Hoseok placed a quick kiss on his forehead, “Good kitten.”
Namjoon returns with a pair of cuffs and Jimin’s favorite diamond studded collar as well as a blindfold. Yoongi has a glass butt plug and Jimin’s pink vibrator along with a bottle of lube. Oh, Jimin is suddenly very wide awake.
“The game baby, is that you’re going to get on your knees and I’m going to place these cuffs and collar on you,” Namjoon says.
“And you have to suck each one of us and guess who’s dick is in your mouth while you’re blindfolded. Can you do that for us baby?” Yoongi asks.
Jimin nods eagerly. “Yes, oppa!”
Yoongi smiles fondly at him. “Good boy.”
Jimin scrambles off the bed and onto the floor, sitting up on his knees with his butt resting of the heels of his feet. Namjoon hands the blindfold to Hoseok who positions himself behind Jimin. Hoseok places a kiss on his head before whispering into his hair, “Ready, kitten?”
Jimin is beyond ready, already restless and body craving for what has yet to come.
“Yes, sir,” Jimin says before he feels the soft velvet material drape over his eyes and his vision disappears. With his sight gone, Jimin strains to hear what is going on around him. He feels somewhere settle right next to him.
“Spread yourself for oppa,” comes Yoongi’s deep and gravelly voice. Jimin slides his knees farther apart and spreads his cheeks apart before he feels a cold, wet finger prod as his hole and Jimin clenches. “Relax baby,” Yoongi murmurs and begins massaging the tight ring of muscles before gently pushing the tip of his finger.
“Aaah! Oppa,” Jimin whimpers.
“Shh, you have to relax, baby,” Yoongi says and slowly works his finger deeper into Jimin until it reaches his knuckle. Yoongi curls his finger inside and pulls back out slowly before pushing back in, this time with a little more force. Jimin starts to rut back against his finger but all that gets him is a harsh slap to his right ass cheek. Jimin yelps, the sharp sting fading away into a pleasurable pain.
“Don’t move or I’ll leave your little hole empty,” Yoongi growls.
“Y-yes, oppa.”
There’s a moment of complete silence before Yoongi continues with his finger, pushing back in gently before he adds a second one. He starts to scissor Jimin open, curling his fingers and Jimin feels his pleasure start to build. “Oh! Right there oppa!” Jimin cries and Yoongi continues to thrust his fingers upwards. The lost of his vision amplifying every other sensation and Jimin can feel his arousal dripping to the floor.
Yoongi removes his fingers and Jimin whines softly but not wanting to upset Yoongi more he keeps quiet. He hears the glass butt plug roll on the ground and the sound of a bottle opening before he feels a cold tip push against his hole.
“Ah!” Jimin gasps. Yoongi pushes the plug in, twisting it in and out of his hole before pushing it in entirely until the it’s snug inside of Jimin.
It’s a strange sensation, feeling so full in his ass but so empty in his pussy. “Don’t worry baby, I’m done yet,” Yoongi says and Jimin can tell from his voice that he’s grinning.
The room is quiet once again before he hears a buzzing sound and he follows that sound until it’s directly in front of him and moving downwards. Jimin whimpers as Yoongi glides the vibrator gently between his folds, putting pressure as it passes Jimin’s clit.
“You’re so wet,” Yoongi growls. He slides the vibrator between his lips a few more times and it’s torturous, so close to where it needs to be but not quite.
Finally, Yoongi gently slides it in until it’s lodged all the way inside of Jimin. Jimin tries to stifle his moans, the vibrations are on the highest setting and he doesn’t know how long he can last.
“Do you remember your colors?” Yoongi asks.
“G-green, oppa,” Jimin replies obediently.
“Good,” Yoongi says, leaving a quick peck on Jimin lips before he feels Yoongi’s presence disappear before it’s replaced by someone else.
“Hands behind your back,” Namjoon instructs from behind him. He places Jimin’s collar around his neck and snaps it into place.
“Don’t move your hands from here, baby,” Namjoon orders and places it right next the swell of his ass. The movement jostles the plug and vibrator inside Jimin and he whines.
Namjoon cuffs Jimin’s hands together and Namjoon pulls on the chain until Jimin has to tilt his head upwards before fastening the chasing onto the cuffs.
“Remember, your hands stay right here the whole time, okay?” Namjoon gives his ass a little pat.
“Yes, daddy,” Jimin says, pouting when he doesn’t receive a kiss. Namjoon chuckles, “My baby is so needy.” He kisses him gently, sucking on his lower lip before moving away. Jimin strains his head, trying to chase after Namjoon but the collar around his neck prevents him from doing so.
Jimin hears the three men shuffle around the room until they’re standing a few feet in front of him. There’s the clink of belts being undone and zip of several zippers. Jimin hears the rustling of clothes before several relieved sighs and groans fill the room and Jimin can’t imagine how long trio has been hard for.
Jimin is so wet and he starts to feel the vibrator slip and he clenches down to hold it in but all that does is press the vibrator right up against his walls. Jimin lets out a low moan.
“Remember kitten, no cumming or you don’t get your reward, okay?” Hoseok’s voice says from somewhere in front of him.
Jimin takes a few deep breaths. He can do this, he’s been through more deliciously torturous foreplay than this. “Yes, s-sir.”
And then there’s absolute silence save for the steady hum of the vibrator. He hears quiet footsteps walks towards him and Jimin knows the game has started. He immediately opens his mouth wide open, tongue sticking out.
Whoever it is standing in front of him, gently slides the tip of their cock along his tongue and Jimin goes to wrap his lips around it. Whoever it is so quiet, Jimin doesn’t even think he can hear them breathing but they had to obviously restraining themselves from making any noise or otherwise it would give them away.
He sucks on the tip, sucking up the pre-cum that leaks from it and he automatically knows who it is.
Hoseok.
Hoseok’s cum always tasting a little more tangier than the other two. However, guessing correct would mean that he won’t get to suck on his master’s dick anymore and Jimin wants to drag this out as long as possible.
Jimin continues to suckle on the tip until Hoseok grows impatient and shoves himself fully into Jimin’s mouth, the tip hitting his back, making him gag. Jimin forces himself to breath through his nose and he swallows around Hoseok and he hears a sharp intake of air. Jimin pretends not to hear and continues to bob his head from his position as best as possible.
If Jimin leans down too much, his chain collar would bite against his skin. Eventually, Hoseok starts to thrust upwards and Jimin relaxes his jaw and let’s the older fuck into his mouth as spit drips down his chin. The chain connecting his collar and cuffs rattling with each upward thrust of Hoseok’s hips.
There’s a small puddle under Jimin now and it’s getting harder and harder to hold on to the vibrator. His knees are starting to hurt and his legs are falling asleep.
Maybe he should speed this up.
Jimin tries to speak around his mouthful of cock but it just comes out as a gargled moan. Eventually, Hoseok’s thrust slows down before he pulls out. Jimin coughs and clears his throat.
“S-sir,” Jimin says, panting for air.
“My kitten is so well trained,” Hoseok gushes and he leans down and kisses Jimin sloppily, their tongues licking against each other.
“Okay, kitten. It’s the others’ turn now,” Hoseok says before he disappears.
The next person stands in front of him and Jimin drops his jaw preparing for the next cock. Unlike Hoseok, this person shoved every inch of him into Jimin’s warm mouth and the younger gags around the sudden intrusion, tears springing into the corner of his eyes. Then there’s no movement and Jimin glad, giving him some time to adjust.
Jimin feels the familiar weight of the cock around his mouth, the girth a little bit thicker than Hoseok’s but not as long.
Yoongi.
Jimin positions his tongue so that’s right under Yoongi’s shaft and he starts to suck, making as much lewd sounds as possible knowing how much his oppa likes to hear him slurping and sucking on his cock.
Jimin swallows and can tell that Yoongi’s whole body tensed up, the urge to make any sound getting harder. Jimin’s sucks on his cock vigorously, the chain cutting at his throat every time he pushes his downwards but the pain is a welcomed distraction from the vibrator inside him. But he’s starting to feel that familiar heat build in his belly and he moans around Yoongi’s cock.
Jimin wants to be a good boy and he summons every ounce of willpower to force himself not to cum. He needs to make his guess. The sooner the game is over, the faster they can all fuck him.
Jimin pulls away from Yoongi with a loud gasp. He takes a lungful of air before he croaks, “O-oppa.”
Jimin feels Yoongi cups his cheeks, squishing them together. “I can’t wait to give you your reward baby. Oppa’s gonna fuck your tight little pussy so hard.” Jimin whimpers at his words, suddenly bringing his attention back to his very wet pussy and the vibrator inside him.
“Hold on just a little longer, I know you can do it,” Yoongi leans in to whisper into his ear before capturing his lips in searing kiss. Jimin moans against Yoongi’s lips and then all too soon, it’s over and Yoongi is moving away.
Now this means Namjoon is the only one left.
“Well, seeing quite obviously that I’m the only one left, can you be a good boy for daddy and suck me off nice and good? Get my dick nice and wet before I fuck you yeah?” Namjoon says coming to stand in front of him.
Jimin opens wide, as wide as his mouth could. Namjoon is the biggest one out of the three and it’s quite a stretch for Jimin. Not that he doesn’t enjoy sucking his daddy off, he loves it.
Namjoon pushes his entire length in and Jimin jaw widens, his mouth trying to accommodate Namjoon’s size. “Fuck, baby your mouth feels so good,” Namjoon groans.
Namjoon cards his fingers through the locks of Jimin’s hair before he tightens his grip and thrusts his cock into Jimin’s mouth,the chain rattles in time with the force of Namjoon’s thrust. Jimin’s jaw is already a little sore from Yoongi and Hoseok but he welcomes the ache as the vibrator relentlessly buzzes inside him. He almost doesn’t register the slight pinch of the collar around his neck.
The more Jimin clamps down on it, the more his pleasure heightens and he feels his second orgasm of the night building. Namjoon starts fucking into his mouth, using the hand in Jimin’s hair to slam his cock deeper inside of the younger’s mouth until it hits the back of his throat, making him gag but Namjoon just continues. They all know Jimin’s limit very well and they never push him too far unless they know the younger can handle it.
“F-fuck!” Namjoon grunts. Jimin’s neck is now covered in spit but he loves getting all messy for his hyungs. The more bodily fluid he’s covered in the better.
Jimin swallows around Namjoon and the older’s movement falters. “S-shit! Baby, do that again!” And Jimin does, Namjoon’s moans turning him on so much more and he starts to feel his walls contract.
Oh fuck. No, no, no, no, no!
Jimin can’t fight it anymore and he feels his body let go, his orgasm crashing into him. His whole body convulses, as he moans around Namjoon’s cock. All the liquid gushes out of him, making the dildo slip out and into the pool of cum under him, still buzzing. Namjoon stills.
“Baby, did you just cum?” Namjoon says voice low and dangerous.
Jimin whimpers and Namjoon pulls out and yanks Jimin by his hair. Hoseok tuts from behind him. “Oh, kitten and you were doing so well.” Namjoon slips his hands between Jimin’s folds, his fingers running through the younger’s slippery folds.
Namjoon grabs him by the face in one hand, squishing his cheeks together and making his lips pout. “You know how much daddy hates it when you cum without permission baby.”
“I-I’m sorry, daddy,” Jimin whimpers.
“Sorry doesn’t cut it, baby,” Yoongi says, suddenly right next to him. He feels Yoongi and Namjoon manhandle him until he stands before they roughly push him face down on to his bed with his ass in the air. His hands still cuffed and are resting over the dimples of his back with his throat leaning heavily on the collar.
There’s no warning before Jimin feels a sharp slap on his ass and he yelps. The sting is agonizingly pleasurable and Jimin moans into the sheets. “This is a punishment, you’re not supposed to be enjoying it,” Namjoon chides.
Jimin nods weakly and he feels the bed dip in front of him and someone yanks his head upwards causing the collar to press against Jimin’s Adam’s apple. “Use your words, kitten,” Hoseok orders.
“Y-yes! This is m-my punishment,” Jimin coughs, struggling to speak with the collar digging into his neck.
Namjoon places his palm right over the swell of his ass. “Now count for me. Remember, if you lose count, we have to start all over,” Namjoon says and he brings his hand down hard on the soft flesh, making it jiggle and redden.
“O-one,” Jimin keens.
Namjoon smacks him on the other cheek.
“T-two.”
A thrill of pleasure shoots up his spine from the glass plug inside him with each smack. Namjoon continues this until they reach twelve, the force of his hand coming down harder with each hit until Jimin’s ass littered with red blotches and the pain so overwhelming that cheeks are numb. Jimin is completely soaked, his arousal dripping down to his thighs.
“What a good kitten. You took your punishment so well,” Hoseok says, letting go of his hair as Jimin falls face down into the bed as Jimin takes big gulps of air. Yoongi who has been quiet the whole time leans down and murmurs, “Your color, baby?”
“Green, oppa.”
“Good. We’re going to fuck you now okay? And if you cum before any of us do, we won’t touch you for a week. Do you understand?”
Jimin shudders at the threat, “Yes, oppa,” Jimin answers, voice a little muffled. Yoongi gently lifts his head, cupping both cheeks and giving him a tender kiss. “Be good for us okay, baby?” Yoongi murmurs as Jimin feels Namjoon reposition himself to where his lying under Jimin and has the younger straddling his hips, the length of his cock gently rubbing against Jimin’s folds.
Jimin whimpers, desperate for Namjoon to just stuff him full of his cock but he knows better than to rush things. He feels Hoseok behind him slowly ease out the plug. Jimin almost wants to whine out of habit but he knows he’s about to get something much bigger than his glass plug stuffed up his ass so he forces himself to keep quiet.
Jimin starts to grind down on Namjoon’s erection, whining at how hard he feels. Namjoon groans and gives Jimin a light slap on his thigh, “Baby, stop that or you’ll make daddy cum before we even start.” Yoongi snorts from where he’s sitting at the head of the bed, lazily pumping himself. “Aren’t you always boasting about your endurance?”
The comment barely phases Namjoon. “Shut the fuck up, hyung,” Namjoon says rolling his eyes as he gives Jimin a little wink. Yoongi bristles, retort ready on his tongue before Jimin interrupts them, “Oppa, don’t be upset, daddy will apologize, right daddy?” Jimin leans down and peppers kisses all over Namjoon’s face before he can even protest. He sits back up with a triumphant smile. Even while blindfolded he can tell that Namjoon’s already going to give in. He hears the older sigh before he mumbles out an apology.
“You are so whipped, Namjoon,” Hoseok laughs from behind Jimin. “Says the most whipped out of all of us,” Yoongi smirks rolling his eyes. Before Hoseok can even retaliate Jimin whines loudly, now he’s getting impatient and he feels so empty and he just wants to be stuffed full of cock already.
Namjoon coos at him running his hands up and down his sides, “We’re sorry, baby, we’re sorry.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry, kitten,” Hoseok says apologetically from behind him, hugging him and trailing kisses all over his neck and shoulders. Jimin pouts harder, head cocked in Yoongi’s direction. Yoongi sighs, he hates losing an argument but more than anything else, he hates it when Jimin is upset. “Okay, baby, I’m sorry, don’t be upset with oppa, please?”
Jimin pretends to be upset just a little longer as they fuss over him, secretly basking at the attention their giving him. He is fully aware of how they hate it whenever Jimin is upset and sometimes, he likes to milk it.
“Fine,” Jimin huffs and he can physical feel the three men around him relax significantly. Jimin giggles inwardly to himself, proud that he can get them to apologize so fast.
As if sensing his thoughts, Hoseok says, “Don’t be so pleased, kitten, you still remember our rules right?” Jimin nods. “Yes, sir.” He hears a bottle open behind him and the squelching sound of lube being squeezed out of a bottle.
Jimin feels Hoseok settle behind him. “Ready, kitten?”
“Yes, sir,” Jimin answers desperately. He feels Namjoon give him a gentle squeeze on his hips, and Jimin knows lifts his hips up as Namjoon guides his cock towards Jimin’s entrance.
He glides his leaking tip against Jimin’s folds but Jimin before Jimin can sink down onto Namjoon’s cock, the older grips his hips tighter.
“Not so fast baby, what do you say?” Namjoon teases. Jimin squirms from his squatting position, wanting nothing more than to fuck himself on Namjoon’s dick. “D-daddy please,” Jimin begs. “Please what, baby?” Namjoon says and Jimin can hear how smug he sounds, can imagine the grin on his face.
“P-please, I want you inside me! Want my pussy stuffed full of your cock. I want you to fuck me, daddy!” Jimin begs shamelessly. “That’s more like it,” Namjoon hums and eases his grip on Jimin’s hips as he slowly eases down on Namjoon’s cock. Namjoon thrusts upwards as Jimin sinks down onto him. “F-fuck baby you feel so t-tight,” Namjoon grits out. Jimin lets out a breathless moan, feeling his walls stretched out around Namjoon, making him feel so full.
Jimin attempts to roll his hips when Hoseok stops him from behind. “I know you’re not about to start without me,” Hoseok tuts from behind. “S-sir,” Jimin mewls as Namjoon grinds up into him. “I’ve been hard for so long are you really not going to take care of me as well, kitten?” Hoseok growls.
“N-no sir! Please! I wanna make you cum!” Jimin pleads. “Yeah? You want me to stuff your ass full of my cum?” Hoseok says as he rubs the tip of his cock against Jimin’s rim. Jimin nods eagerly, “Please!”
Hoseok spreads his asscheeks further apart and pushes past his ring of muscles slowly before pushing into Jimin in one thrust. Jimin’s lips parts in a silent scream, the sting from the stretch fading into the background as all Jimin can focus on is how full he feels. He doesn’t know how long he can last. He’s already so sensitive from his first two orgasms but the pleasure from both Namjoon and Hoseok filling him so full that Jimin already feels this much closer to his third orgasm of the night.
Jimin hears Hoseok take deep breaths and Jimin can feel how hard he’s restraining himself from just fucking into Jimin. “Always so tight for me,” Hoseok says, voiced strained.
Namjoon and Hoseok start to move inside him with Hoseok pulling all the way out before fucking back into Jimin hard with a grunt. Namjoon follows Hoseok’s rhythm as his hands come around Jimin’s waist and pulls him onto his chest before he starts to fuck into him harder each time Hoseok slides his cock outwards. Jimin can feel their cocks glides against one another through the thin barrier between his pussy and ass.
Jimin’s cheek is squished against Namjoon’s chest, his incessant moans filling the room as Namjoon and Hoseok start to fuck him at a brutal pace and without mercy, the chime of the metal chain moving in time with their thrusts.
There’s a mix of drool and tears run down his face and onto Namjoon’s chest but neither Jimin nor Namjoon really cares. The room is filled with the sound of Hoseok’s hips smacking into Jimin’s ass and the dull thumping sound of Namjoon fucking into Jimin along with the sticky sounds of sweaty bodies gliding against one another. The bed starts to shake with the force of their movements and the head of the bed bangs against the wall so hard that pieces of dry paint begins to chip off.
Jimin feels a sharp tug from the chain, and the collar digs into his throat. Hoseok pulls on it until Jimin is sitting up with the younger’s back flush against his front.
Hoseok’s and Namjoon’s grunts and groans are nothing compared to Jimin’s moans which are only getting higher in pitch. Hoseok slams into Jimin hard and the younger almost screams but Namjoon slams upwards at the same time and Jimin chokes at the last minute. He feels delirious, crying as his senses are overwhelmed by pleasure and his orgasm is building fast. He sobs, trying to beg for his release but not being able to even speak with how hard the other two men are fucking him.
“”S-shh! Baby, you’re b-being so loud, the others will hear y-you,” Namjoon stutters as he focuses all his energy on fucking into Jimin’s tight and wet heat, his cock massaging the younger’s walls. Jimin’s aware that the rest of the dorm can hear them at this point but he doesn’t care, He’s drowning in the pleasure as he lies there and takes it. “F-fuck, hyung stuff his mouth with something or he’ll w-wake everyone else up!” Hoseok moans as he thrusts into Jimin.
Jimin knows that Yoongi likes to watch the others fuck him first, that he gets off on watching other people fuck Jimin before he does. Jimin can hear him shuffle closer until he feels something brush against his lips. Jimin opens his mouth almost immediately and takes in the entirety of Yoongi’s length. “What a good little slut for oppa,” Yoongi moans, hands gripping Jimin’s hair as the younger bobs around his length.
“You like this don’t you baby, holes stuffed full of cock,” Namjoon grunts and Jimin hums around Yoongi’s cock. “S-shit! Baby, that feels so good!” Yoongi moans, as he starts to thrust harder into Jimin’s mouth while pulling the younger’s head down until Jimin feels him in his throat. He chokes and gags around Yoongi’s dick, more spit flowing down his chin, struggling to breath as the collar tightens around his neck.
Jimin tries to focus all his energy on pleasuring Yoongi, tongue licking the underside of Yoongi’s dick but Namjoon and Hoseok know just where he’s most sensitive and proceeds to continuously jab at a particular spot inside him. Jimin would scream if his mouth isn’t stuffed full of Yoongi’s cock His thighs begin to shake from how hard he’s holding himself back from coming, clenching around their cocks that Namjoon and Hoseok have to buck into him harder because of how tight he’s gotten.
“F-fuck, baby’s about to come,” Hoseok mumbles through clenched teeth. Yoongi pulls Jimin of his cock and Jimin gasps for air, before he croaks out a shaky, “P-please, let m-me c-cum!” That only serves to make Namjoon and Hoseok fucking him harder and faster, their movements getting a little sloppy. “N-not yet baby, hold on just a little longer, daddy’s close,” Namjoon growls as he hammers into Jimin’s sopping pussy, his juicy running down his thighs.
“J-just a little w-while longer and then I’ll l-let you c-cum as much as y-you want,” Hoseok grits out, driving his cock as deep into Jimin’s hole as he can. Jimin’s throat is sore but he lets out little moans and whimpers as the two men inside him chase their high.
Hoseok slams into him once, twice, and stills with a deep groan on the third time, pushing in as deep as he can into Jimin before he spills into Jimin, slowly pumping his seed into him. Jimin keens at the feeling of being pumped so full of Hoseok’s cum as it seeps down his thighs. Namjoon stills his movement underneath him as he waits for Hoseok to finish.
“Fuck,” Hoseok says hoarsely. He waits a few more moments to catch his breath before he pulls out and shushing Jimin as he whines from the loss of contact. Jimin falls forward onto Namjoon’s chest when Hoseok releases his grip on the chain.
Before Jimin can even take a shallow breath and recover, Namjoon plants his feet firmly on the bed and begins to thrust into Jimin’s pussy with renewed vigor, pulling Jimin’s hips down to meet his thrusts as he slams upwards.
“Ah-ah! C-cum inside me d-daddy!” Jimin cries almost losing the strength to hold back his orgasm as Namjoon chases his. “Y-yeah? Want d-daddy’s cum to f-fill up your pussy?” Namjoon stutters from the force of his thrusts. Jimin doesn’t have time to answer before he feels Namjoon explode inside of him. Jimin lets out a broken cry, falling over the edge with Namjoon at the feeling of the older’s cock throb inside him as he spurts out more cum. Namjoon moans at the how tight Jimin’s walls clamp down on him and he pushes in deeper inside Jimin but there’s so much of it that some of it leaks out and mixes with Jimin’s cum. The area between Namjoon’s and Jimin’s thighs and pelvis just covered in a mixture of their cum.
Jimin lies on top of Namjoon, feeling light headed from how hard he came and the beginnings of what will probably be a very sore morning for him.
Namjoon slowly adjust them to where their sitting up. Someone from behind him removes the blindfold and uncuff his hands and the removes the collar around his neck. Namjoon rubs his back, encouraging him to take deep and slow breaths.
It doesn’t take long before Jimin’s eyes adjusts back to the darkness in the room. Namjoon gently takes his wrists and kisses them tenderly, he looks so hot and fucked out that Jimin can’t help but let out a little moan.
“You okay, baby?” Namjoon asks. Jimin gives him a sleepy smile, “Yes, daddy.” Namjoon smiles, his dimples deepening and gives his a small kiss. “But you’re not done just yet,” Namjoon reminds him and at his words, Jimin feels Yoongi settle behind him.
“Oppa,” Jimin calls out as he turns his head around to face Yoongi. “Just one more baby, can you do that for Oppa?”
“Yes, I was waiting for you,” Jimin murmurs as Yoongi kisses down his neck. Jimin winces as Namjoon pulls out of him, and Jimin clenches at the emptiness around him. “Lie on your back baby,” Yoongi says as he guides Jimin to turn around and lie on his back. Yoongi crawls on top of him and Jimin shudders when he feels Yoongi rub his leaking cock over his folds. “Such a good baby, my baby,” Yoongi whispers against his lips before he kisses Jimin. Yoongi overpowers Jimin easily enough as the younger lies there pliant for Yoongi to lick and suck on his tongue.
“Ready?” Yoongi asks as he guides the head of his cock towards Jimin’s entrance. “Fuck me oppa, please,” Jimin begs and he would scream if his voice isn’t so hoarse as Yoongi pushes in all at once. The remains of Namjoon’s cum leaks out and Jimin revels in the feeling of it dripping down his ass.
Jimin is already feeling a little sore from when Namjoon had fucked him earlier but a thrill of pleasure shoots through his oversensitive walls. Yoongi shuts his eyes tight as how wet and hot it feels inside Jimin and it takes everything in him not to cum right then and there. He’s been hard all night and it’s getting harder to hold himself back.
“Oppa, move please,” Jimin mewls, hands gripping onto Yoongi’s shoulder blades. “Okay, baby, just give oppa a minute.” Jimin watches as Yoongi takes several deep breaths before opening his eyes again and he starts to move slowly. He pulls out until only the tip remains and thrusts in hard. Jimin appreciates Yoongi going slow to give him some time to adjust before Yoongi starts to pick up the pace.
“F-feels so good oppa,” Jimin moans pulls Yoongi closer to him, legs wrapping around his waist. “F-fuck baby, you have no idea, you feel so wet and still so tight,” Yoongi growls, hips snapping faster as he fucks into Jimin harder. “Yes, oppa, right there,” Jimin cries when Yoongi hits that particular spot inside him.
“Right here?” Yoongi asks and slams back inside. Jimin can’t even speak anymore, only managing airy and breathless moans. Yoongi turns his head and whispers into Jimin’s ears. “Can you cum just one more time? For me? Can you do that for oppa? I wanna feel you cum around my cock.”
“I-I d-don’t know if I c-can,” Jimin whimpers. Yoongi captures his lips in a bruising kiss before Jimin feels him trail his fingers downwards. His fingers find Jimin’s clit and he starts to rub it in figure-eights. “You c-can baby, I k-know you can,” Yoongi coos and with one hand still playing with Jimin’s clit, he brings his other hand to push Jimin’s leg up bending it in half of the younger’s chest.
The new angle has Yoongi hitting deeping inside him and Jimin swears that he can see stars with how hard and deep Yoongi is fucking him. His fourth orgasm is laced with a little pain but it still feels so good and his whole body wraps tightly around Yoongi as he cums. “F-fuck!” Yoongi grunts at how tight Jimin has gotten around him and he thrusts in harder several more times before Yoongi is spilling his seed inside him, hips stuttering as he empties himself inside of Jimin.
Jimin moans weakly at the feeling of Yoongi pumping his seed inside him, all hot and sticky, until Yoongi stills above him entirely. If Jimin wasn’t about to lose consciousness before, he definitely is now. He’s absolutely drained and his body feels so deliciously sore, he feels like he could sleep for a week.
Jimin thinks that maybe at some point he does pass out because Yoongi is gently waking him. “Baby, I know you want to sleep but we need to clean you up a bit okay?” Jimin gives a noncommittal hum and closes his eyes. He hears movement all around him as he drifts in and out of sleep. Someone is quietly opening and closing some drawers while someone else goes towards the bathroom.
Jimin feels Yoongi gingerly carry him so that his lying further up in the bed. Someone else is gently wiping between and down his thighs until he feels nice and clean. “Baby, can you turn over for me a little so I can get your back?” Jimin hears Namjoon whisper and he barely rolls over. Namjoon chuckles and lifts his hips to clean the underside of him before leaving him alone again.
“Goodnight, kitten,” Hoseok comes over, placing a gently kiss on his forehead. “Goodnight, Hobi hyung,” Jimin slurs. Hoseok quietly exits the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. Down the hall, Jimin can hear him arguing with someone, it sounds like Jungkook.
“Shh! Jimin’s trying to sleep,” Hoseok says quietly, trying to calm a disgruntled Jungkook.
“What the fuck, hyung! You could have woken me up too! I feel so left out!” The younger grumbles as their voice trail further down the hall.
“Poor Kookie, I’m sorry Jimin but you might be paying for that later today,” Namjoon chuckles as he gives him a big kiss on his cheek. Jimin hums, not really processing what Namjoon is saying. “Sleep well, baby,” Namjoon whispers before he too, exits the room.
Jimin is nearly asleep before he feels the bed dip next to him. He cracks open an eye and Yoongi is smiling down at him, eyes soft as he stares fondly at Jimin. He gently strokes Jimin’s cheek. “Was that good, Minnie?”
“Yes, hyung,” Jimin smiles sleepily at him. Yoongi’s smile widens, revealing a row of pearly white teeth and gums. “Good, now go to sleep. Hyung will make breakfast for you tomorrow. How does pancakes sound?”
“With chocolate chips?” Jimin asks, momentarily awake at the thought of pancakes. Yoongi chuckles as he leans down to kiss Jimin softly. “All the chocolate chips you want, baby.” Yoongi places one last kiss on his forehead before gets up.
Jimin is fast asleep by the time he leaves the room.
THE END