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Kang Yeosang had a dream. A dream that was not coming true anytime soon. Possibly never. He wanted nothing more in this world than to get fucked by a group of people, preferably a group larger than three people.
He would spend all day daydreaming about it. And then he would get cut off his daydream by his roommate, Jeong Yunho. And that was another problem for him. Jeong Yunho was an absolute beast of a man. Tall, muscular and probably packing too. It didn’t help that Yunho was part of a group of jocks who were sooo fucking handsome.
Yeosang was always hiding away from them out of fear for his poor peanits that kept hardening everytime he’s near one of them. Ok, so maybe his group orgy dream was really specific. He wanted to be fucking ruined by his roommate’s friend group.
But since he kept hiding from them, it was impossible to even talk to them so how was he supposed to live his dreams? Everytime one of them tried to talk to him, he made an excuse to quickly make his escape. Yeosang had long accepted that his perverted dreams wouldn’t come true. Oh well, not all dreams were meant to be.
Kang Yeosang was absolutely wrong! Because that jock team were even more perverted than him. They were absolutely planning to ruin the pretty little boy that was unfortunate enough to dorm with Yunho. At first, when Yunho was separated from the other 6, they were planning to file a complaint so the college would make an exception for them, but then Yunho’s roommate turned out to be the most beautiful, clueless, naïve little thing. And as soon as the boys laid an eye on him, they knew they needed to have him. To make him their free use toy. Make him mindless for sex and lose focus on everything else. They wanted him and they have never failed to get what they wanted.
Yunho came home to see Yeosang staring out of the window and grinned to himself. “Hi, Yeosang.” Yeosang turned to Yunho and looked away almost immediately. “Welcome home, Yunho.” He whispered quietly. Yunho stared at the way Yeosang gulped nervously. Such a shy little thing. His throat would look good choking on Yunho’s cock. Or maybe Yunho could watch one of his boyfriends choke Yeosang with their dick.
“Hey, since you don’t have anymore classes this evening, why don’t you come out to eat with us?” Yunho asked.
“O-oh, um, well I have to do my homework and um…”
“It’s a tuesday night. Deadlines are usually on fridays or sundays.” Yunho pointed out, knowing his boyfriends took all the classes Yeosang took and also had access to Yeosang’s student accounts. What a little liar. They would have to teach him that lying to them was bad. Maybe washing his mouth with soap or slapping him everytime he lied or cursed. Oh, look at how cute Yeosang’s cheeks are. Yunho wanted to leave large red imprints of his hands on them.
“O-oh, um. Maybe another—“
“Come on, Yeo. Pretty please~ it’ll be fun. And it’s on me. Don’t worry. I’ll drive you there and everything.” Well, Yeosang had no more excuses left in his book and he had no choice but to accept. Oh, poor little thing, he shouldn’t have gone with Yunho. But to Yeosang, it might have been a dream come true.
Yunho didn’t drive them to a restaurant. They drove to a new house they bought and spent two months remodelling just for their new pet. And Yunho was delivering said pet.
Yeosang was incredibly nervous, trying to keep his boner down at seeing Yunho driving. His hands on the steering wheel, his veins popping out and those long fingers would be so perfect inside Yeosang, Yunho’s hands were a wet dream come true. Yeosang’s hold on his jeans tightened. He wanted those hands on his throat or maybe also spanking him or slapping him. It didn’t matter, as long as it was on his body, Yeosang wouldn’t care. He had to focus all his energy on keeping his boner down, regretting his decision to go with Yunho. How was he going to survive dinner with the men of Yeosang’s dreams!
“Whe-where are we going?” Yeosang winced at the voice crack and nervously peeked up at Yunho.
“Oh, it’s a little further away, but the food will be delicious. We’ll have a good time, I promise.” And Yeosang can’t help but associate all that with something dirty. He pinched his arm to keep those thoughts away. He was so damn horny and Yunho just wanted to take him out for food! Yunho was doing a nice thing and all Yeosang could think about was sex! He felt like a terrible person!
“Oh, we’re here.” Yunho parked the car and Yeosang peered out at the single house in the middle of nowhere. “Wha—“ and then the side of his door opened and someone grabbed him, Yeosang opened his mouth to scream but not a single sound came out because a gag was placed on almost immediately. “Poor thing.” A voice cooed and Yeosang gulped, recognizing the voice of the owner of the hands that was holding him. Kim Hongjoong, who for his short, small stature had a strong, bruising hold around Yeo. What was happening! Yeosang struggled to escape but the grip around him tightened.
“Don’t cry, lovely. It won’t be a moment.” A new face appeared in front of him and he felt a pinch in his arm. The last thing he saw before passing out was the angelic face of one Park Seonghwa.
There were multiple voices talking above Yeosang who was too tired to even open his eyes. Did Yunho invite some guests? That would make sense. Yunho was the golden retriever of the campus. He was super kind and charming and just willing to help whenever he can. It made sense that he had many friends to invite over.
“He’s so beautiful. Look at his lips, I wanna paint it with cum.”
“Patience, Jonggie. Don’t you think our toy deserves to be awake when we play with him?” That voice…was that Wooyoung?
“He’s such a heavy sleeper. We could fuck him while he sleeps too.” Yeosang wanted to open his eyes. But he was too tired to even twitch his fingers. Were they talking about him? Why was Choi San talking about him? Yeosang opened his eyes with great difficulty and immediately he sprang up, suddenly energized as seven faces stared down at him, each with a pair of hungry eyes and large grins.
“Good morning, Yeosangie. Did you sleep well?” Hongjoong asked with a grin.
Yeosang let out a sharp fearful gasp and moved back, trying to sink into the bed frame. "Wh-what's going on?" he asked, "please don't hurt me."
"Hurt you? Now baby, why would we do that? You're too cute to ever hurt. We just wanna play with you." Mingi's usually kind eyes were filled with a type of danger that had Yeosang feeling like he was a prey. Like he was a little bunny face to face with a large hungry wolf.
"P-play?" Yeosang was terrified of what that entailed. He was a masochist but he didn't wanna die!
“You’re scaring the poor thing, princess. Hi Yeosangie, did you sleep well?” Yunho asked with his signature puppy smile and a tilt of his head. He still looked so kind despite having kidnapped Yeosang.
“I wanna go home.” Yeosang murmured fearfully.
“But you are home, my love. You’re our sweet little toy. Unless you like the title of pet better? But I think you suit toy more than pet. After all, you’re quite useless if we aren’t using you.” Yunho mused and despite it all, Yeosang felt his cock stiffen. This was literally something out of the millions of daydreams he had.
“Oh! Look!” San jumped up excitedly, “Look how cute.” He squealed pulling down Yeosang’s boxers. Where were his jeans? Those were his nice jeans. His cock was proudly pointed up but Yeosang wanted nothing more than to die right now. “It’s so tiny. Hyungie, please can I have it?” San asked Hongjoong, who scoffed, “He’s already ours, kitty. And why would you want his cock? It’s the most useless part of him.” Yeosang felt himself heating up, embarrassed by how blatant Hongjoong was. Yeosang wasn’t small! And his cock wasn’t useless.
“The other day, I was over at Yunho’s and found a cute little butt shaped fleshlight. I don’t think he can fuck very well, but if Jjongie wanted to use it, he still could.” Wooyoung shrugged casually. Forget what Yeosang had said about dying. If they planned to kill him, Yeosang hoped it would be soon.
“Please, if Jongho wanted a cock, there are much bigger ones available.” Hongjoong rolled his eyes.
“But hyungie, I wouldn’t be in control then. I wanna use Yeosangie’s cock too.” Jongho pouted.
“We can use any part of it as we want. And it won’t be allowed to cum anyways.” Yeosang’s eyes widened at Seonghwa’s words, tearing up in despair. He had never orgasmed before because he was always unable to reach that point but now he won’t ever be able to feel that.
“Oh no, you don’t like that?” Wooyoung asked, tilting his head and pouting at Yeosang. “Baby wants to be able to come?”
“Well, I guess we could loosen up the rule. Maybe when you’re really really good, we can.” Seonghwa shrugged.
They all turned to Hongjoont who gave a mighty shrug, “Whatever. Maybe once a week or once a month or something. But can we get started already or are we gonna stand around chatting aimlessly when we have a toy all ready for us?”
“No, sir. Will you start?” Yunho asked.
“I think you deserve it, Yunho. This wouldn’t have been possible without you.” And Yunho absolutely preened at the praise while Yeosang tried to pull his pants up but San caught his hands and pulled it back.
“No, baby. We don’t cover yourself up. In fact the only clothes you’ll wear are what we say you can wear.” Yeosang gasped loudly as Wooyoung tore up his boxers and threw them into the trash can yelling “Kobe!”
“Bu-But my school. Cla-classes and—“
“Oh, don’t worry about that, angel. I already emailed the school saying that you ‘dropped out’.” Seonghwa smiled, holding up his phone so that Yeosang was staring at his own email account that wrote a whole letter about him dropping out of college. His eyes welled up with hot tears as Yunho climbed onto the bed and pushed him down. “Oh, baby. I know, it’s a pity. But this is what you were meant for. To be our property. Not go to school. Don’t you wanna be fucked all day, and taken care of. You won’t ever need to think at all.” Yunho said, running a hand through Yeosang’s hair.
Yeosang shook his head even though Yunho’s words were tempting. That was exactly what Yeosang had dreamt of, but he felt too embarrassed to ever admit it even now that his wildest, wettest dreams were coming true.
“Just fuck it, already. It’ll understand its purpose once you’re done.” Mingi rolled his eyes at Yunho.
“Don’t be mean, hyungie. He’s too cute to be mean to.” Jongho pouted.
“IT likes it though. Look at its cock, making a whole mess already.” Mingi argued back. Yunho rolled his eyes lovingly and turned Yeosang onto his stomach and let out a sharp gasp. Yeosang’s eyes widened with mortification. His plug!
“Oh, how long have you wanted this baby? Look guys, it’s a size xl plug, with our name on it! Property of Ateez.” Yunho gasped in wonder, showing off Yeo’s naked ass with the plug. Yeosang had it custom made a year ago when he ran across an ad on tiktok about custom engravings on plugs.
“How come we never saw it when we checked his toys?” Jongho wondered out loud, his hands hovering above the plug in awe. “Hyungie, I want one.” He turned to Seonghwa who gulped and nodded, his eyes never leaving the plug. “Ok, baby.”
“Can you answer that, toy?” Mingi asked, snapping out his trance.
“I-I wear it ev-everyday.” Yeosang whispered out, hiding his face in shame, but Wooyoung didn’t allow that, grabbing Yeosang’s chin and forcing him to look up at Wooyoung. Yeosang’s eyes were teary and he felt his face heat up, about to cry from the embarassment.
“You wanted this, didn’t you? Our toy is a little pervert in hiding, hm?” Wooyoung taunted. Hongjoong laughed loudly, “We caught the right one. This is fate, isn’t it? Little slutty bitch.”
Yeosang’s face turned red with shame and Yunho grinned, easing the plug out. “What did you dream about, toy?”
Yeosang didn’t answer, opting to face away in shame, but the boys didn’t like that and a loud slap stung Yeosang’s face and threw it the opposite side and Yeosang’s hand immediately went to grasp at the reddening cheek, the tears escaping his eyes as he gasped for breath from the shock and pain.
“Answer when spoken to, whore.” Wooyoung spat out.
“I…I wanted to be yo-your pro-pro-property. Wanted to belong to-to you. Wan-Wanted to be fucked and be-be your free use toy.” Yeosang gasped out, his entire face red with shame but his cock stiffened (if it was even possible to be stiffer than it was now)
“Awww, and how long have you dreamed about it?”
“Sin-since I became roommates with Yunho.”
“You should have told us, baby. You could have had this sooner.” Yunho sighed in regret, “Oh well. It’s now or never.”
“And for future reference, toy. You will address us as either masters or daddies. We don’t really care which one. But you will never ever use our names. If we go outside, you’ll call us hyung-nim. Understood?” Hongjoong asked.
“Ye-Yes.” Yeosang was slapped again by Wooyoung, his other cheek turning red. “Yes, master!” Yeosang squealed, gasping in pain as he held his other stinging cheek in one hand, tears rapidly flowing. “I’m sorry. Yes, master.” He repeated with a sob between every syllable.
“Good. Now, fuck him, Yunho. We’ve all been waiting for far too long. Don’t bother prepping since he had the plug on anyways.” Hongjoong ordered.
“Well, I mean even if he didn’t, we weren’t planning on prepping him anyway.” San whispered to Seonghwa who snorted.
“No, wait, no, please, it’s too big. It’s too big.” Yeosang begged, trying to move back but his back hit the bed frame. He was trapped with no chance of escape and Yunho simply grabbed his thighs and pulled him down, thrusting into him without hesitation. Yeosang let out a loud scream as he was stretched beyond anything he’s ever had. Yunho’s cock was much larger and longer than the biggest dildo he’s ever had. Let alone the plug he was wearing. His thighs trembled weakly as Yunho began thrusting in and out without a speck of mercy for poor Yeosang who screamed and cried so loudly that Wooyoung even stuffed a pair of cum soaked panties into Yeosang’s mouth.
“So noisy. That’s Jongho’s panties, baby. Doesn’t he taste good? Our Jjongie’s pussy makes the most delicious slick.” Wooyoung said, his chest puffed up with pride for their maknae. Jongho blushed and kissed Wooyoung’s cheek. “Thank you hyungie.”
“So polite.” San cooed proudly. “Look at our toy, baby. You want him after Hongjoongie Hyung?”
“Yes. Please. Wanna use his cock. It’s so pretty.”
“Tell Yeosangie what you’d do with his cock.” Yunho smirked as Yeosang let out more cries of pain and humiliation, Yunho’s hands were digging into his side that it would bruise so beautifully.
“I wouldn’t let it cum inside me until he begs and begs. And i’d clench it so tight that it’ll hurt. And I want. I want his mouth too! I want his mouth to eat my pussy. Please. Please. Hyungie, he’s so noisy. Can I sit on him?” He looked around the room with his eyes wide and begging.
“Go ahead, lovely.” Hongjoong smiled. Mingi helped Jongho to sit on Yeosang’s face. Yeosang gasped as he was face to face with Jongho’s hole and pussy. “No tongue!” Mingi snapped at Yeosang, “Grind on him first Jjongie. Use it like a toy.”
Yeosang cried harder as Jongho grinded down on his nose, smearing slick everywhere on his face. “So good. Ugh. So good.” Jongho cried loudly. Yeosang felt his face grow slimy as Jongho moved without abandon, and he knew it was wrong, Yeosang knew Mingi said he couldn’t use his tongue but as Yeosang stared up at Jongho’s hole, he couldn’t help himself. It was just a little taste, he told himself, Jongho wouldn’t even notice, it’ll be just a tiny subtle lick.
“Uhn!” Jongho screamed and stopped. “Bad toy! Hyungie said no tongue.” Jongho scolded and then tears filled his eyes. “Hyungie. Toy didn’t listen!” He started to sniffle and the rest of the boys’ eyes darkened. Seonghwa carried Jongho away from Yeosang, the dumb toy whining at the loss, his tongue poking out to try to lick Jongho’s slick again, smacking his lips at the delicious taste. He let out another whine when Yunho stopped fucking him. He looked at them all with tears running down his cheeks, a confused noise escaping him, lifting his pelvis up to show off his hole, begging for more.
“Fucking bitch.” Wooyoung growled, lifting Yeosang up by his hair, a pained cry coming from the confused toy. “You made our baby cry.” Jongho let out a loud sob at that and cuddled deeper into Seonghwa.
“I’m sorry!” Yeosang screamed realizing his mistake, trying to apologize but Wooyoung’s hold on him was far too strong. “Please, sorry baby. Sorry. Didn’t mean to.”
“Toy didn’t listen to daddies.” Jongho sobbed. “Bad toy.”
“I’m sorry. Please daddies. Please baby. Forgive toy. Please wanna be fucked, wanna lick baby. Wanna.”
“Daddy, toy was bad.” Jongho said to Hongjoong.
“Oh, sweetie. Don’t worry. Daddies will punish the stupid toy, okay? You focus on mommy’s milk.” Jongho nodded and smiled happily as Seonghwa lifted his shirt and allowed Jongho to latch onto his nipples.
“Stupid little toy. Get me my crop, San.” Hongjoong ordered. Yeosang shook his head and let out a muffled cry. “I’m sorry, daddy. I’m sorry.”
“Oh, little thing, daddy’s not mad. It’s just that you have to learn to be perfect for us, okay?” Yunho cooed, squeezing Yeosang’s cheek. “Being bratty is for babies like Jjongie. Toys are obedient and perfectly still for you. So, you can’t do anything unless we tell you otherwise.” Yunho cooed as Hongjoong swung the crop in the air making loud thwack sounds that had Yeosang’s body curling up in fear. Yunho grinned and moved out of the way while Hongjoong stepped forward. Yeosang felt someone manhandle him so he was laying on his stomach and before the hits even began, tears started flowing down his cheeks.
“Aw, Jjongie look, he’s a crybaby just like you.” Jongho pouted up at Seonghwa, “I’m not a crybaby!” he protested with tears in his eyes. Seonghwa pressed kisses all over Jongho’s cheeks, “Of course not, my precious baby.” Yeosang, who was distracted by the whole ordeal, screamed aloud in pain as the crop landed on his back, “Does it hurt, toy?” San grinned in his cat-like manner.
“Yes, hurts.” Yeosang sobbed then added a ‘master’ before Wooyoung could slap him once again for his mistake. Wooyoung gently tapped Yeosang’s cheek a couple times, “Don’t forget again. Final warning.” Final warning, Yeosang’s ass, he was already being cropped.
Another loud whoosh and the crop landed once on Yeosang’s back and a loud scream erupted from Yeosang. This one hurt more than the last. “It’s only gonna hurt more, my love. But we’ll be nice and just give you five. Three more, okay?” Yunho murmured, giving Yeosang a kiss on his bruised up cheek. It hurt, but Yeosang was still happy that they weren’t that mad at him, especially Yunho. Yeosang didn’t think he could handle Yunho being upset with him in any way.
“You have to stop coddling him, he’ll be too spoiled.” Mingi rolled his eyes as Yunho cooed at Yeosang.
“Aww, but he’s so cute isn’t he?” Yunho pouted, cupping Yeosang’s cheeks and moving it to face Mingi, Yeosang mirrored Yunho’s pout and Mingi sighed, “Not the point.”
Hongjoong interrupted the incoming argument by hitting Yeosang once again. Yeosang released a loud scream as the last two came immediately. He curled up and cried loudly, strewing out barely legible apologies and promises to never do it again.
“Oh, toy. Daddies forgive you and so does baby, right baby?” Hongjoong asked, stroking Yeosang’s cheek. Jongho nodded, “You’re still new! So you’re learning all the rules and stuff! So don’t worry!”
“That’s right, hun.” Seonghwa grinned, kissing Jongho proudly.
“Can I please use him now?” Yunho groaned impatiently.
“He’s all yours.” Hongjoong moved away, only to appear in front of Yeosang, with his dick out. It was big, his height probably all went into that massive thing. Drool escaped from Yeosang’s mouth, trailing down his chin as he stared at it. Hongjoong brought it closer and slapped Yeosang’s cheek a couple times with it. Yeosang gulped and tried to find his words again. “Please?” He rasped out.
“Ask properly.” Hongjoong said imperiously.
“Please master, may I-may toy have your cock, please?” He begged. Hongjoong grinned, satisfied. “Open up.” Yeosang opened his mouth wide and choked as Hongjoong thrusted in at the same time as Yunho pushed his own cock into his hole. He gagged, crying and trying to escape but the two had a tight hold on him. In the distance, Yeosang could hear Mingi, who was so rough with him, cooing gently at Jongho and whispering praises. Tears rapidly fell down Yeosang’s cheeks. He’s just a toy. He’s not important enough to be praised and cooed over. He felt himself closing on release with those thoughts. God, that’s so fucking sexy. His eyes looked up pleadingly at Hongjoong who caught it.
“Since it’s your first time, go ahead.” Hongjoong sighed as if even giving permission for Yeosang to cum was not even worth his time.
Yeosang let out a muffled scream as he reached orgasm for the very first time in his life. His vision blacked out and when he was coherent again, Mingi and Wooyoung were double teaming him.
“Fuck, he’s awake.” Yeosang looked up at Mingi who grinned, “You were such a pliant hole, ya know. Didn’t even squirm when we took you. Seonghwa and San already had a turn and you didn’t even wake up.” Yeosang felt his dick immediately harden at the thought as he swallowed around Mingi’s cock and squeezed his hole to make it tighter for Wooyoung.
“Fuck.” Wooyoung groaned, “You like that, don’t you, toy? That we take you even when you’re fucking sleeping, hm?”
“Yes, master.” Yeosang murmured around Mingims cock.
“Louder slut.” Mingi grunted out
“Yes, master! Toy likes being used when sleeping.” Yeosang tried to say but his words were muffled, Mingi felt the last bit of his control snap as he fucked Yeosang’s face as hard as he could. The poor tou screamed and the vibrations of Yeosang’s throat had Mingi cumming kmmediately. Mingi grabbed Yeosang’s jaw shut so Yeosang had no choice but to swallow the load, choking on the copious amount of cum. He looked up tearily and jutted out his lips, begging for a kiss. A kiss that Mingi gave, biting and chewing Yeosang’s lip like he was trying to eat off Yeosang’s face. “Pretty toy.” Mingi cooed and Yeosang gave him a happy grin, but it turned into a scream when Wooyoung slapped his ass hard, “Don’t lose focus, toy. Tighten the fuck up.” Tears well up once again as Yeosang forced his hole to tighten up for Wooyoung. He sobbed as Mingi pulled away with one last kiss.
Jongho stepped forward and kissed Yeosang, poking his tongue inside Yeosang’s mouth to lick up all of Mingi’s taste. “Hyungie tastes so good.” Jongho moaned out, licking Yeosang’s lips for whatever bits were left over. “Mingi hyung, want more.” He pouted, turning over to Mingi. Yeosang sobbed and shook his head, his jaw hurts far too much.
Wooyoung moaned as he came into Yeosang’s hole. “Baby, come here.” He called Jongho. Jongho crawled over. “Toy is too tired to take more, but see, daddies’ cums are all inside the toy. Can baby be a good boy and clean him up?” Several moans came out from the others. Jongho’s eyes gleamed and he nodded eagerly. Yeosang pushed his hips up with renewed energy. His body may be bruised and battered but he wanted Jongho’s tongue on him so bad. He never suspected Jongho to be a sub but by god, it turns him on so bad. “Please, baby?” He begged, his voice hoarse.
Jongho held onto Yeosang’s asscheeks as he dived into his meal, slurping loudly as he ate deliciously. Hongjoong moved over and pulled Jongho back by his hair and kissed him filthily, “Da-Daddy.” Jongho whined, tears prickling in his eyes.
“Greedy baby. Does it taste good?” Hongjoong asked leaning away, licking his lips. Jongho nodded eagerly. “Can I have more, please?” He asked politely.
“Go ahead, baby. It’s all for you. Daddy’s just being mean.” Seonghwa cooed. Jongho grinned and dived back in. Yeosang moaned as Jongho’s tongue siphoned in and out, licking his sensitive inner walls. “C-cum?” Yeosang asked pleadingly unable to say anymore words.
“No, but good boy for asking.” Yunho replied, placing kisses on Yeosang as he stretched his arm out and San placed a cock cage on Yunho’s hand. It was so small, it would have Yeosang’s cock in a punishing grip. Tears sprung into Yeosang’s eyes as Jongho moved away and he was manhandled onto his back. He let out a silent goodbye to his days of no pain, but also to his days of yearning to be Ateez’s toy. Yunho clipped the cage shut and placed the key in his keychains along with all his other keys. It was so incospious, but Yeosang would know.
“Everyone has one of those, my love.” Yunho grinned, “So we can use you anytime we want.”
“But what about when you’re at college?” Yeosang asked.
“Well, when we’re out and about, we want you here to welcome us back. Obviously we’re not going to let you cook.” Wooyoung rolled his eyes at Yunho, knowing both of them couldn’t cook for their lives. “But we expect you to be a good little pet and clean the house and always welcome us with one of your holes at the front door.” Yeosang shivered and nodded.
“And we have cameras all around the house connected to our phone so we’ll see your misbehaviour.” Mingi grinned. “And you have your phone to call us if you miss us, but not during our classes. We have our schedules on the wall, if you call us while we’re in a class, you will be punished.”
Yeosang nodded again, “I understand, master.”
“Good toy. You may not be perfect now, but we’ll teach you well.” Hongjoong grinned, kissing Yeosang.