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When Felix and Jisung had invited him to play videogames with them, Chan really hadn’t imagined this was a position he’d end up in.
Things had started innocently enough, they did start off playing video games. They bounced between Mario Kart and Smash for a while, then switched to FIFA, then back to Smash. Felix had pressed up close to Chan, practically in his lap, while Jisung leaned in from the other side with a mischievous smile.
“Channie hyung, let’s play a game.”
Chan had tilted his head, glancing at the controller in his hand. “We are playing?”
Felix’s deep voice rumbled right near his ear and Chan couldn’t help the shiver that had run down his spine. “This is a different kind of game, hyung.”
That was when Chan realized he’d been led into a trap.
The game had been simple. The loser of the next round had to do anything the other two asked for the rest of the night. It had seemed simple enough to Chan, and he didn’t mind the consequence, so what was the worst that could happen?
Well. Chan had lost.
He whimpers where he’s squished between the two, Jisung is three fingers deep inside of him and Felix has him captured in an intense kiss that’s got Chan’s brain feeling melty and soft.
The commands had been simple in the beginning. Get me a glass of water. Clean up the dishes. Make us some popcorn. Chan doesn’t remember exactly when things started to escalate. Sit on my lap. Call us hyung for the whole night. Chan had only complained a little about that last one before begrudgingly agreeing.
Take your shirt off .
That demand had been from Felix, and Jisung had been delighted following that demand with a snicker, “Yeah, show us your tits, Channie .”
Chan had blushed hard at the crude wording and lack of honorifics before obeying. It was nothing the others hadn’t seen before. They all fooled around with each other, it just made sense, and yet Chan still couldn’t help but go scarlet when the inevitable command came for him to take the rest of his clothes.
“W-What about you guys?” Chan had muttered, hands already unbuttoning his jeans.
And after that things had moved quickly, and well, here Chan was.
Jisung’s fingers twist deep inside of Chan, pressing against his prostate roughly and Chan jerks in Felix’s lap. Consequently, he pulls away from Felix’s lips, his arms gripping tightly at Felix’s shoulders where he’s clinging.
“Fuck me already,” Chan pants, dropping his head onto Felix’s shoulder as he moans. Jisung scoffs behind him, fingers pushing in particularly hard.
“ We call the shots tonight, Channie, not you. And didn’t we tell you to call us hyung ?” Jisung counters and Chan wants to say something in rebuttal, but Felix has wound a hand into his hair, yanking his head back so that he can meet Chan’s eyes.
“Ask hyung nicely, baby,” Felix demands and something hot and needy coils in Chan’s core. A part of Chan feels so belittled and disrespected, but a larger part of Chan just wants to fall apart and submit to the younger boys.
So he does.
Chan’s voice is small when he tries again. “P-please fuck me… hyung.”
Jisung’s voice is all too pleased, “Anything for Channie~”
Felix shifts, moving out from under Chan so that Jisung can manhandle Chan onto his hands and knees on the couch. It’s at this moment that Chan remembers exactly where they are, that any of their other members could walk through the front door at any moment to this scene.
He makes a distressed noise, and the movement around him stops. Within seconds, Felix’s face is popping into Chan’s field of vision, concern written across his face before he asks sincerely, “You alright?”
Chan glances a the door and Felix follows his gaze. Realization dawns on his face and he turns back to Chan with a slight smirk.
“Worried someone might come in and see you like this, Channie?”
Chan whimpers and Jisung laughs, giving one last harsh thrust of his fingers before pulling them out completely. His voice is borderline mean when he teases, “Don’t kid yourself, you’d love for someone to walk in on this.”
Chan shakes his head minutely, his ears burning red and refusing to meet the eyes of either boy in the room.
“Th-that’s not it!” Chan’s voice doesn’t even sound believable to his own ears and the shame burns even hotter in his chest.
Chan gasps when he feels something slick and blunt pushing against his rim. He hadn’t even realized that Jisung had pulled his cock out and he expects Jisung to push inside with no hesitation, because it’s Jisung , but is surprised when all the other does is tease him. Gently, Jisung presses the head against Chan, just barely stretching Chan’s hole before pulling back and Chan is ready to snap at him to hurry up when finally Jisung speaks up.
“Admit it and I’ll fuck you.”
Chan blinks. Felix slides onto the couch in front of Chan, now missing his shirt and already working on wiggling out of his jeans as he clarifies. “You want everyone to see you like this, don’t you? Desperate and begging for cock, you’re the group’s whore, right?”
Jisung laughs a little, pressing against Chan’s hole again and forcing a high-pitched whine from the leader. “Yeah, c’mon beg for my cock, baby.”
The back and forth between Felix and Jisung is making Chan’s head spin. The group has always joked that as the “twins” the two were especially in tune with one another, and usually Chan found it quite endearing. But right now, with his dick hard and neglected between his legs and his head fuzzy with need, Chan is starting to go a little crazy with how they’re talking as if he’s not even a person.
His voice is breathless when he finally manages to string together a full sentence, “Hyung, Sungie hyung, please fuck me, I-I want everyone to—” his breath catches, “—to see me like-like—”
“Like a whore ,” Jisung fills in for him and Chan whimpers again, arms lowering so he can hide his face, but suddenly there’s a rough hand in his hair pulling him back up. He cries out as Jisung hisses, “ Say it .”
“I want everyone to see me—” a sob tears out of Chan’s throat before he finishes brokenly, “—getting fucked like a whore.”
Felix coos at him then, soft hands cupping his blushing cheeks gingerly, “Good boy, Channie, I think you deserve a reward, hm? Do you want Sungie hyung to fuck you now?”
“ Please ,” Chan manages, shuddering at the sheer thought of getting what he so desperately needs, “Hyungie, please, please fuck me, I-I was good— ah! ”
Jisung slides inside of Chan, meeting no resistance, and he groans as his hips meet the flesh of Chan’s ass. Chan’s arms shake dangerously, Jisung’s grip on his hair helping keep him upright as his eyes roll back in his head.
“So fucking tight ,” Jisung growls, keeping his hips flush with Chan’s ass for a moment longer before he’s pulling back and snapping his hips forward roughly.
Chan yelps, one of his hands reaching up to grip Felix for balance as Jisung begins rocking him from behind. A warm hand interlaces with his, Felix shifting so he’s on his knees in front of Chan, who looks up at him with watery eyes.
“Channie,” Felix murmurs, voice even deeper with arousal as he uses his other hand to reach down and pump at his own cock, “I’m gonna fuck your throat now.”
Chan licks his lips, eyes flickering down to Felix’s length. He’s had it in his mouth plenty of times, but it never does get old seeing his precious members bare before him. Obediently, Chan leans forward to lick a stripe up the underside of Felix’s cock, relishing in the shiver it sends through the younger boy.
“Shouldn’t you show some gratitude, Channie?” Jisung grunts from behind him, thrusting hard enough to send Chan jolting forward a little.
Chan doesn’t miss a beat, his voice catching on a squeak, “Th-thank you! Please fuck my throat Lixie hyung.”
Felix smiles down at Chan fondly before granting Chan’s wish and sliding his cock between pillowy soft lips. Chan takes it like a champ, especially considering Jisung hasn’t let up at all. Each thrust of Jisung’s lips sends him further down on Felix’s cock, and Felix can’t help but moan at the sight of his leader between them.
Chan gags lightly when another thrust pushes Felix’s cock deeper down his throat and he whines noisily, blinking up at Felix through sticky tears. It’s intoxicating to watch, because despite everything Chan is still trying to work between them, pushing back against Jisung and slobbering messily around Felix.
“Fuck, where’s my phone,” Jisung mumbles, thrusts faltering enough that Chan whines at the loss. Felix pats at the couch behind him, keeping a hand firm in Chan’s hair so he can hold him down on his cock. His hand finds the hard plastic of someone’s phone and he hands the device over to Jisung without checking whose it even is.
Jisung takes it and snickers when he realizes Felix has handed him Chan’s phone.
Felix watches as Jisung unlocks the phone with one hand, swiping open the camera. His other hand moves down to palm at Chan’s ass, spreading him open slightly so that the plunge of his cock in and out is on full display for the camera as he hits record.
Chan has only just realized what exactly is happening and he moans around Felix’s cock. Keeping one hand braced against the couch, Chan reaches behind himself to help spread his ass open for Jisung, trying to be helpful. This elicits a surprised round of laughter from the two boys and Chan chokes as Jisung’s thrusts become more erratic.
“Yeah? You wanna show everyone what a slut you are Channie?” Jisung taunts, panning the video out so that Chan is on full display, ass jiggling as Jisung fucks him and tears slipping down his cheeks as Felix stuffs his mouth with cock.
“I was just going to keep this for myself, but maybe we should share with the others~ What do you think Lix?”
The fact that Jisung isn’t even talking to Chan has something hot and overwhelming spreading through Chan.
Felix hums in agreement, and Chan chokes when Felix suddenly pushes him down all the way on his cock and holds him there. Chan’s nose is tickled with Felix’s pubes and with his throat blocked he can hardly breathe and his cock jumps between his legs as he sobs weakly. Chan can only imagine what this looks like on camera, because he knows Jisung is still recording.
“So fucking wet , he was fucking made for this, I swear,” Felix huffs, and Chan’s whines around his cock are growing in volume as he starts getting light-headed from lack of air.
Before Chan can start feeling like he’ll pass out he’s pulled completely off of Felix’s cock. He almost immediately tries to speak, but his words are cut off by breathless coughing as his lungs greedily try to suck in as much air as possible.
He can vaguely make out light chuckles and movement above him. A hand curls around his chin, pulling his head up and he blinks blearily, vision fuzzy with tears and pleasure and— Felix is holding his phone— Chan’s own phone —right in front of his face, capturing the fucked out look perfectly.
Burning heat dusts over Chan’s cheeks at the realization of just how he must look.
“Say hi to the other members, Channie~” Felix’s voice is playful, but the thrum of it still sends shivers down Chan’s spine.
Chan only then realizes that he’s making these pitiful little ‘uhn uhn’ noises as Jisung fucks him from behind and he swallows thickly, trying to regain any level of dignity at this point.
“H-hello,” Chan murmurs, ears tingling with embarrassment at the fact that his cock is leaking continuously even as his eyes sting with shameful tears.
Felix grins, “Channie, tell them how good hyung’s cock feels.”
Chan feels white-hot shame licking at his skin as he obeys, eyes avoiding the camera lens and his voice trembling as he answers honestly, “S-so good, hyungie’s cock, I love it so much.”
“Do you wanna cum on Sungie hyung’s cock, Channie?” Felix prompts.
Chan frowns, shaking his head and Felix’s eyes widen, but before he can ask Chan is elaborating, “Want, I want both of you, both hyungies, Lixie— hyung please.”
Jisung laughs startlingly loud and Chan jerks at the animalistic thrust that follows, “Greedy little thing, aren’t you?”
“ Please ,” Chan all but sobs, and finally Felix has mercy, shifting forward on his knees so he can present his cock to Chan.
Chan doesn’t waste any time, sinking back down until Felix’s cock is nestled deep down his throat. Felix holds the camera from the front now as he and Jisung fuck into Chan like a toy. Chan’s hooded eyes and plump lips are on full display and Felix can already imagine the reactions of the other members when they see their leader like this.
“Gonna fill you up, Channie, just like you want, fucking whore ,” Jisung growls, and Felix knows the other is close, Jisung is chatty during sex but it gets even more noticeable when he’s about to cum.
Felix can feel himself getting close too, and he readjusts slightly so that he’s making sure to capture the moment perfectly. Chan has moved a hand to grip at his cock tightly, and Felix is confused for a moment before he realizes that Chan is stopping himself from cumming and his heart swells with pride. Chan is always such a good boy.
“Channie, cum with us baby, can you do that?” Felix coaxes and Chan makes a tiny noise of confirmation.
Chan can barely think right now, Jisung is still babbling meanly, his cock rubbing up against Chan’s prostate with each thrust, driving Chan to the brink of insanity. Felix’s cock is hot and heavy in his mouth, pressing in so deep sometimes that Chan wonders if it’s visible through his throat and just the thought makes him feel dizzy. Between the two of them Chan is overwhelmed, messy and helpless and he loves it .
Jisung gives a stilted thrust deep inside of Chan, and the noise Chan lets out is caught between a moan and a sob. It only takes another moment for Chan to recognize the sticky warmth spreading inside of him and he lets out a broken noise when Jisung keeps thrusting, riding out his orgasm. The sound of him fucking his cum into Chan fills the room.
That’s what has Felix teetering on the edge of orgasm, and finally he says, “Go on Channie, cum for us.”
Chan sobs as he releases his hold on his cock, opting to pump over himself messily as his eyes overflow with tears. His jaw aches from having been held open by Felix’s cock for so long, but it’s all worth it when Felix gives one, two more thrusts before releasing down Chan's throat.
Felix pulls out soon after, not wanting Chan to actually choke on his cum, as hot as the mental image is. Chan gasps for breath, his lips shiny with spit and cum and Felix makes sure to get a good shot of it all on the phone. Chan glances up at the camera, cheeks pink and eyes wet before he looks away and Felix can’t help but coo.
“You’re precious Channie.” Felix reaches out to brush at Chan’s lip, catching a droplet of cum on his thumb that had leaked out of Chan’s mouth. Gingerly, he presses the digit into Chan’s mouth, and bites his lip as Chan accepts it easily. Chan’s tongue is soft where it licks around Felix’s thumb, and then he’s blinking up at the camera, eyes hooded and heavy and oh .
Chan knows exactly what he’s doing.
Felix fumbles to shut off the camera before Chan can get any other ideas. His sudden lapse in control has Chan smirking, but the look is wiped right off his face when Jisung lands a solid smack to his ass.
“ Whore ,” Jisung spits, smiling when the action shocks a moan out of Chan’s mouth.
Felix groans, “Fucking hell Channie have mercy , my dick hurts.”
Chan giggles, slumping onto the couch and wincing a little as his muscles ache. He pouts as he complains, “God, you two are gonna kill me one day.”
Jisung rolls his eyes, hand coming down to palm at Chan’s ass as he reminds them all, “The night isn’t over, Channie , there’s still plenty of time for that to happen~”
Chan gasps when Jisung swipes his fingers over his hole.
“S-Sung—”
Felix grins, watching lazily as Jisung straddles Chan’s legs, effectively trapping him flat on the couch. “Yah, that’s hyung to you,” Felix barks at Chan, watching as Chan’s mouth drops open in shock and betrayal.
Felix grins as he leans back, settling in to simply watch and listen as Jisung has his fun, and oh boy does Jisung know how to have fun. He wrenches Chan’s wrists behind his back and pins them there. Chan is still shaky from earlier, but Felix doesn’t doubt he could break free if he really wanted.
Felix knows he won’t.
Even as Chan’s breathing gets heavier, breaking into whines as Jisung begins to finger fuck him with earnest. O-oh fuck, hyung, hyung, hyung .
Felix is content to listen as Chan babbles nonsensically, turning his attention to the phone in his hands. Clicking at the screen he makes quick work of sharing his and Jisung’s new video with the rest of the members.
He’s pretty sure most of the other members are at the gym right now, although Hyunjin and Seungmin were probably just at the other dorm. Regardless, it wouldn’t be long before—
Chan’s phone, which Felix is holding in his hand, promptly explodes with a flood of messages.
iyenie: HYUNG WHAT?!
dwaekki: for free????
hyuni: hyung, can seungmin and i come over?
puppy: we promise it’s for a good reason :)
iyenie: im omw home rn
evil bunny: bang chan.
Felix giggles at the chaos he and Jisung have managed to cause, reading eagerly as the messages keep coming. Next to him on the couch Chan is crying into the cushions as Jisung pumps his fingers ruthlessly inside of him, no doubt curling just right against Chan’s prostate.
“Hyung-hyungie, I can’t!”
Jisung pays him no mind so Felix leans over to coo at Chan in faux sympathy, “Yes you can~ Channie, everyone thinks you look so pretty on our cocks. You can let them have some more fun, hm?”
Chan’s eyes are unfocused as they look up at Felix, and confusion fills his expression when he can’t immediately put together what Felix is saying.
“Although, Minho did seem quite disappointed to see our good boy acting like such a shameless whore,” Felix adds thoughtfully and that has Chan reacting. Wide eyes snap up to look at Felix, sending the younger boy into another fit of giggles.
Chan has only just opened his mouth to speak, to whine, to beg , when the front door opens and Chan’s original fear of being caught like this finally becomes reality.
It isn’t Minho, much to Chan’s relief, but Hyunjin pokes his head in, quickly followed by Seungmin. Their eyes zero in on Chan. Chan, who is pinned to the couch, face down and ass up, crying as Jisung fingers his ass with no mercy.
Felix speaks up then, hand coming down to comb soothingly through Chan’s hair. “Jisung was right, baby. Plenty more time for us have fun tonight~”
Chan shivers when Jisund drapes himself over Chan’s back so he can whisper darkly in Chan’s ear.
“ All of us , it seems.”