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Matthew knew something was going to happen. How could he not with the multiple eyes burning stares at him as they run through practice for their upcoming comeback.
They weren't being discreet either, with the way every time he looks at the mirror, he catches Jiwoong's gaze. When dance practice starts and he accidentally makes eye contact with Gunwook, the younger man's eyes are already on him—dark and wanting.
When they take a break, Hanbin would pass a water bottle to Matthew with a smile, intentionally letting his fingers linger against Matthew's but his eyes holds a wanton glint that Matthew is yet to unravel.
Suddenly, there isn't much space for two people in a bench, with Taerae hovering his space and sticking as close to him as possible like he's planning on becoming Matthew's second skin. And his eyes, that usually shy away when they do flirty banter, is brave enough to drink in the sight of Matthew who is tired and panting and sweating from dancing for hours; but that's what makes him more delectable than ever.
Matthew isn't just assuming over nothing. He knows. The other four also know. There's no way everyone will get an ounce of sleep with the way they are moving today.
Not after his sister's vlog went viral for his shirtless cameos in Punta Cana.
Not when clips and pictures of his chest from the said vlog floods the timeline of every social media platform they lurk in.
Not when their eyes continue to hover over him like predators to prey—as if their intention was to warn him for what's about to come the moment practice ends.
Something was going to happen. Now that practice is over. Now that they follow Matthew inside his dorm instead of returning to their respective spaces.
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"Ah- hyong, wait- mfh-" Matthew's words are muffled by Hanbin's mouth pressing against his, licking and sucking without restraint. They move backwards without cautiousness, causing them to fall messily on the bed. Hanbin straddles Matthew before breaking the kiss and Matthew fought the urge not to pounce on Hanbin.
Hanbin was looking down on him with such sultriness, spit coating his lips from their heated kiss. "Mashu, you look really ravishing right now." His hands slide from inside his shirt, feeling Matthew's skin against his palms as he runs it up and down with squeezes specifically targeted at his pecs, making him squirm and gasp.
Gunwook approaches the head rest where Matthew’s head lies, leaning down to capture the whines escaping from his lips. He greedily sucks on his tongue, devouring every sound that sends his cock into a hard state.
Matthew’s eyes widen as he feels hands lifting his legs from the bed, sliding his pants and underwear to discard on the floor.
A gurgled moan erupts in his throat by the overwhelming amount of mouths on him—Hanbin on his breasts, Gunwook on his lips, and Taerae and Jiwoong on his cock and balls.
Tears brimmed his eyes, having to push Gunwook away to catch his breath and let out a wail. Gunwook turns his attention to Matthew’s ears and jaw, biting and sucking bruises that they’ll have to apologize to their make up artists for.
Hanbin continues his ministrations on Matthew’s hard nubs, sucking the life out of it like there’s something to drink out of it while pinching the other with aggression.
“Oh my god, ah!” Matthew desperately moans out, eyes rolling over his head when he feels Taerae take him deeper and Jiwoong fondles his balls with fervor.
One harsh bite on his ear from Gunwook was the last straw for Matthew’s release, spilling his seed down Taerae’s throat while the latter still sucks on his cock with tear-stained eyes.
Just when he was about to sigh in relief, Hanbin drags his own pants down, revealing his pre-cum covered cock hard and red in front of his face. Matthew let out a surprised squeak as Hanbin’s hands start kneading on his chest.
”You know, your chest has been growing big these days.” Hanbin lets out a smirk. “I think you’ll be needing a bra for this. Aren’t you ashamed of flaunting your breasts on us, baby?”
Matthew whines at the humiliating words, arching his back at every brush of Hanbin’s palms against his nipples.
“Hambin hyong, ah, please- ngh!”
Hanbin squishes his pecs against each other, letting out a breathy laugh as he thinks about how it’s comparable to a woman’s breast. “Fuck, baby, your breasts are perfect. Wanna slide my cock between it.” He scooches closer to straddle Matthew’s stomach and slides his tip between the tiny gap of Matthew’s chest.
”Ah, fuck, so warm,” Hanbin groans. “Just like a pussy hugging my dick.”
Matthew let out erotic sounds from Hanbin’s filthy words, feeling himself harden once again as he let his hyung fuck his chest and reach his orgasm.
”Fuck, fuck, fuck, m’fucking close-“ White spurts out from Hanbin’s tip, coating Matthew’s cleavage and his chin.
He’s supposed to feel discomfort from the release sticking all over his chest; instead he feels euphoric and satisfaction. Like it’s the greatest reward he has ever received.
Matthew looks up to see Gunwook eyeing down on him with the most puppy look on his face. He glances at Hanbin and sees him let out a smile—almost crazy looking for his usual ones—and cups Gunwook’s cheek with an affectionate rub of his thumb.
“Lubricated our Mashu’s chest just for you, puppy. Come and fuck it,” Hanbin says in a sweet voice yet it connotes almost like a soft but firm demand.
From Gunwook’s expression, it seemed like he was satisfied with Hanbin’s reply. Matthew imagines an invisible tail wagging behind his butt and dog ears perking up from what he has heard.
Gunwook replaces Hanbin, straddling Matthew with care, afraid of putting too much weight on him. His large hands took hold of his pecs that were still sensitive, pushing them closer and thrusting his large and angry cock between the sticky mess.
He lets a pathetic whine, enjoying the feeling of Hanbin’s release coating his cock leaking of his own pre-cum. His cock was so big that it hits Matthew’s chin with every thrust and Matthew fights the urge to lean his head down and take a lick.
“Hyung, ah, ah, Mashu hyung, mngh- need you, you feel so good hyung,” Gunwook sobs out, his hips moving erratically. The closer his orgasm comes, the messier he bucks his hips as he desperately chases his peak.
And with a loud cry, Gunwook came all over Matthew’s neck and chest, chanting ‘Matthew hyung’ over the heavenly pleasure brought by Matthew’s warm breasts.
Gunwook passes out next to Matthew and Taerae and Jiwoong took it as a chance for their turn. They already removed their own clothes, holding their cocks in hand as they approached Matthew’s heaving and semen-covered body with sick smiles—Matthew has a bad feeling about this.
”I bet we can make you cum again by just rubbing your nipples,” Jiwoong starts as he jabs the tip of his cock against Matthew’s right pec, causing him let out a surprised gasp. Taerae’s dimples went deeper as his smile grew, copying Jiwoong’s actions by playfully poking at the harden nub of Matthew’s left nipple.
Matthew bites down hard on his lip, unwavering from the two’s playful bet games. He didn’t want to give in. He didn’t want to give them the satisfaction that they’re right. So he bites back.
”No, you won’t.”
Taerae lets out a smirk. “Try us.”
They both started stroking the base of their cocks, making sure that every movement causes their tips to touch Matthew’s nipples. And with pre-cum all over it, it makes it harder for Matthew to suppress his moans any longer.
Every roll of their wrists against their lengths turn sloppy but never fails to make contact with Matthew’s buds, seeming to work the charm as his cock weeps.
Matthew shrieks as he felt a muscle intruding his hole. He guesses it’s Hanbin invading him with his tongue since Gunwook remains passed out beside him.
Stars litter in his vision as he feels the wetness protrude his walls, clenching at it like it wants to become one with Hanbin’s tongue.
“Fuck, Mattyu, you look so erotic. Gonna come,” Jiwoong groans, slipping a thumb inside Matthew’s mouth. He sucks on it earnestly as if it’ll distract him from the pressuring pleasure in multiple parts of his body.
”Jagiya, I know you’re close. Come, baby,” Taerae sweetly moans out, slipping a thumb inside his mouth as well.
With the continuous ministrations of Jiwoong and Taerae’s cock on his nipples along with Hanbin’s tongue licking his walls, Matthew comes with his second orgasm.
He’s now fully covered in four different spurts of white, making his skin glisten with such a sultry image. Matthew’s head droops, feeling drowsy, and darkness occupying his vision.
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Matthew wakes up to a protruding force inside him. He lets out a mewl, barely awake and trying to force his eyes open.
He sees Taerae grinning down on him with his cock already inside of him. Matthew feels himself against another person and looks back to see Jiwoong behind him.
“Good morning, honey.” Taerae pecks his lips and pulls his cock out, leaving the tip inside before slamming inside Matthew with brutal force. Matthew chokes out a moan, clasping a hand on his mouth while holding onto Taerae’s shoulder.
Taerae grasps Matthew’s wrist, removing it from covering his mouth. “Wanna hear your moans, baby. I want you loud and clear.” He thrusts at a slow and menacing pace that makes Matthew whine for more.
He chuckles at the reaction, turning his eyes to Jiwoong. “You hear what our dear Matthew wants, hyung. Give him more.”
Matthew can feel Jiwoong’s smirk against his hair; he instantly panics feeling another wet tip kissing his rim while Taerae’s cock stills inside of him.
”W-what, Jiwoon hyong, wait-“ Jiwoong’s tip easily inserts itself beside Taerae’s cock and Matthew feels like he’s ascending in heaven, two cocks now inside and making him full.
“Fuck, Taerae, I can feel you against me.” Jiwoong shudders with every thrust, Taerae pulls out, and when Taerae snaps his hips back in, Jiwoong’s the one pulling away and that gives Matthew no time to breathe away from the overstimulating dragging of cocks against his walls.
Their cocks take turn hammering against Matthew’s prostate, too much for him to discern.
”Hyong, ah, jagi, m-fuck, can’t…” Matthew’s words seem to be cut off with the plethora of moans that are punched out of his throat.
“M’close… please…” Taerae takes Matthew’s cock and squeezes the tip, causing him to let out a muffled cry and hit him on the shoulder.
”No, no, no! Was so close. Taerae!” Matthew complains in tears. Taerae glares down on Matthew, hand still depriving his cock orgasm. “You can’t cum without me and Jiwoong hyung. Be patient.”
Despite Matthew’s desperate whines, he holds it in even when in pain. Because he knows that releasing together with them is the best feeling he could ever experience. Because he knows that he would just be deprived more of his own pleasure if he didn’t obey Taerae.
And so he let them have his way with him, airing out melodies of pleasure from their cocks abusing his prostate.
Taerae’s pace fastens, gripping Matthew’s thighs as he chases his high. Jiwoong meets Taerae’s pace as well and soon enough, they released their seeds inside of Matthew. Once Taerae let go of Matthew’s tip did he finally let out the orgasm he’s been holding, a wet cry in relief escaping his mouth.
Matthew continues to get sandwiched between Jiwoong and Taerae, squeezing their cocks dry of their release before having them pull out. His head drops into the other side of the mattress when he feels a hand pull at his leg across the end of the bed.
”No, no, no, no more! I c-can’t anymore,” Matthew cries out as Gunwook effortlessly drags him out of bed and carry him in his arms. Hanbin presses his chest against Matthew’s back and lets out an evil chuckle. “Oh baby, you think it’s over? You can’t just let us miss out all that fun.”
Matthew’s arms wraps around Gunwook while the latter grips his ass, aiming his giant cock against his fluttering hole leaking of Jiwoong and Taerae’s semen.
“Color, baby? Only the truth,” Hanbin firmly commands with a soft tone of concern for Matthew’s wellness.
Matthew turned bright red and shakes his head. “G-green.” Hanbin smiles widely at his answer before assisting Matthew down on Gunwook’s cock. He chokes on his breath, overwhelmed with the sensation of Gunwook’s cock alone making him as full as Jiwoong and Taerae’s cock inside him.
Hanbin didn’t idle any further, teasing his tip against Matthew’s hole that’s already occupied by Gunwook’s cock. Gunwook is long but Hanbin? He’s huge, width wise, and patience is needed for Matthew’s pleasure.
Slowly, he inserts his cock inside the heat of Matthew’s walls, breath shaking as he is completely inside of him. Matthew couldn’t breathe; he’s so full of cock. They make him feel complete—too complete that he feels like his existence is a sham and that he is nothing but a fleeting thought.
Unlike Jiwoong and Taerae who took turns thrusting in and out of Matthew, Gunwook and Hanbin moved at the same time and the same pace, almost like they’re competing on who gets to come inside Matthew first.
“Ah, ah, fuck—Wookie—Bin hyong—too fast,” Matthew mewls. “Oh my god, s’good, ah, ah.”
Gunwook relishes Matthew’s beautifully languid cries, pummeling into his prostate further. Hanbin’s eyes light up as soon as he touches Matthew’s stomach. He grabs one of Gunwook’s hand and places it against the protruding bulge of their cocks inside Matthew.
As expected—Hanbin knew how to rile Gunwook up—Gunwook frantically pounds on Matthew and Hanbin follows suit with a nasty grin of satisfaction on his face. Their cocks rub against each other inside of Matthew’s heat and they both can’t hold back their own sounds of pleasure.
”Hyung, hyung, hyung, Mashu hyung you’re so full of us. Gonna get you pregnant,” Gunwook sobs, face splotched in tears while his hips remain rocking against Matthew. “Please please please please please.”
“Ah, baby, you feel so good, our good little cock sleeve. So fucking delicious,” Hanbin whispers in Matthew’s ear.
Matthew was already out of it, eyes blank and mouth only able to utter incoherent babbles as he accepts the punishing force of two large cocks rearranging his guts.
A coiling heat in stomach sends him back to reality and in panic.
“H-hyong, Wookie, w-wait, I need to pee.” Matthew tries to remove Hanbin’s hands from his stomach but it only made him hold onto it tighter.
Hanbin, like the menace he is, presses down on his bladder with a sadistic smile. “It’s okay, Seokmae-ya. Let it all out for us. Come.”
”No, no, hyong, please, ngh- Wook, help-“
The two rammed faster inside of Matthew, echoing their groans of pleasure. Hanbin presses harder on Matthew’s stomach and with that, Matthew came hard with hot trickling liquid squirting out of his tip. His mouth lets out airy moans, so silent that it sounded like it took his breath away. But he shudders as his cock continues to squirt out pee, sighing as he relieves himself.
The two came soon after Matthew’s release, coating his insides with their thick cum. Matthew releases his hold on Gunwook, plopping against him like a ragdoll before blacking out.
The four pampers him by cleaning him up and smothering him in soft and light kisses in fear of disturbing his sleep.
And when he wakes up, he listens to their sweet greetings and apologies while conducting a meeting on how to explain the multiple love bruises on his skin.