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With another yank on his hair that pulls his back arching, Kuroo sighs - as he lets Bokuto push, pull, grab, yank him to wherever he wants; while he plants wet kisses and sharp bites on Kuroo who is currently sitting on his lap on the sofa - his white shirt and necktie are still on but completely loose and unbuttoned, his pants and boxers are nowhere to be found. Another sigh escapes the JVA exec’s lips before it turns into a moan in split seconds, as Bokuto grinds back on him; hard bulges bumping on each other - the leak from Kuroo’s bare cock dripping on Bokuto’s boxers, leaving wet spots that gets wider and wider every passing seconds.
Kuroo doesn’t even remember since when he submitted completely to Bokuto tonight, letting him steer everything for Kuroo completely. The last clear memory that he had was his boyfriend kissing him in front of the yakiniku restaurant where MSBY Black Jackals had their victory dinner, after Barnes bis his goodbye since he gotta meet his girlfriend - all drunk and wasted thanks to the meat, alcohol, and also the edibles brownies that Inunaki has been smuggling inside his uniform bag and shared to the whole team for dessert. Bokuto’s kisses were already demanding and commanding, as he whispered to Kuroo’s lips,
“Told the team about that gangbang fantasy of yours with us when you went to the toilet. And your obsession with Meian.
“How about we do it tonight, Tetsu? At cap’s house?”
Then, it went blank.
A strong grip on both of his cheeks breaks him out of his hazy trance - the hand pulling Kuroo’s face to turn left, before two thick, hard skin and meat slaps his lips hard. Kuroo lets out a surprised gasp that turns into a choking sound in a split second, as one of the cocks in front of his lips shoves inside through the small opening of Kuroo’s lips. The harsh thrust gets his throat coughing and his eyes teary, as he slowly glances up to Inunaki and Adriah - Inunaki’s fingers on his cheeks, and Adriah’s fingers on his hair.
“Come on, Kuroo-san.” says the bright-haired libero in a flat tone, “Suck us in turns. You got a long line waiting.”
His golden eyes quickly wander around Meian Shugo’s living room - a part of the captain’s huge penthouse, where the team decided to have an after- after party a.k.a sharing him as the main feast of the night. His gaze falls at the newbies of the team - Atsumu, Sakusa, and Hinata - sitting on the barstools behind Bokuto with dilated pupils; even though they now looks blurry to to the tears on his eyes thanks to Inunaki’s merciless thrusts on his throat.
Kuroo was gulping nervously when Inunaki suddenly slams deep - pushing inside Kuroo’s throat, sending him choking and gagging as Bokuto kisses his nipples softly; trying to soothe him.
“Hey, hey.” whispers Bokuto as he licks a pleasing trail from Kuroo’s chest to his neck and jaw, before landing his lips back on Kuroo’s, “Babe. Tetsu. Still remember our code? One tap for ‘okay’ two taps for ‘caution’, three taps for ‘stop’?”
The black-haired man weakly nods, Inunaki’s cock still inside his mouth.
“Tap me now.”
Kuroo also doesn’t even remember since when he submitted completely to the whole MSBY Black Jackals tonight - since when he let himself to be shared and devoured by seven men at once.
But that’s what he’s been wanting, anyway.
As Kuroo taps Bokuto once, he slowly hollows his cheeks and grabs Adriah’s abandoned cock - earning an earnest moan from both men who starts thrusting deeper into his throat and fist; matching Kuroo’s own pace as he moves around Inunaki’s thick cock with his tongue swirling around the length, and as he pumps Adriah’s cock in a tight, fast pace.
“Ah- yes, so good - what a good boy. That’s it, suck it harder, use your tongue, make it more wet-” mumbles Inunaki - face flushed as Kuroo nods before he pulls out to spit on Inunaki’s cock, then takes it in again with a more hollowed check and faster pace; sending Inunaki & Kuroo moaning even louder - especially with how Bokuto’s fluttering kisses and bites around his body has started to stimulates him too much. It doesn’t take long until Inunaki abruptly stops - planting his cock deep inside Kuroo as Kuroo’s nose hits the stubbly skin of Inunaki’s crotch, as he lets the warm liquid fills up his mouth and throat.
Kuroo whines when Inunaki pulls him away - a string of saliva and cum connects his lips and Inunaki’s tip; before Adriah’s cock shoves inside Kuroo’s drenched mouth with no warning - choking Kuroo with both of the unswallowed cum and the thick length.
“Shiit, Bokuto, you should see how my cum spills out from his mouth when Adriah shoves in. Such a good slut.” Inunaki chuckles as he steps back, to rummage something from the coffee table and throw it to Bokuto. From the uncapping noise that Kuroo can hear even though his senses are pretty much going numb due to Adriah’s relentless thrusts, Kuroo know that it’s a lube - yet he still shivers when Bokuto’s wet fingers trailing around his ass and rim, thumb pushing hard on the tightly closed rim.
Kuroo moans as Bokuto forces his big, wet thumb inside while start pumping on Kuroo’s hard cock; while Adriah suddenly pulls out and starts pumping on his while still holding the tip against Kuroo’s swollen lips - spilling himself on Kuroo’s lips and chin, painting it white.
“Can’t last long - so good. Your boyfriend’s amazing, Kou.” mumbles Adriah as he runs his thumb around his own cum on Kuroo’s mouth. His eyes were nailed on the sight of Kuroo licking the cum of his own lips and Adriah’s thumb as he moans in delight from the thrusts of Bokuto’s fingers - before suddenly glancing to Bokuto’s behind,
“Guys, your turn. We’re gonna call Meian."
Kuroo captures the widened eyes of Atsumu, Sakusa, and Hinata -- and he never had his heart and dick throbbing so hard at the same time like this before.
As if he knows that his boyfriend is getting more excited, Bokuto shoves another finger - that makes it three fingers inside Kuroo now, massaging his prostate instead of pulling in and out - as he watches Kuroo longingly stares at the Atsumu and Sakusa who abruptly stands up and walks forward, while Hinata stays seated. The pair are now standing behind the sofa and Bokuto - long, hard cocks out; eyes staring at him in disbelief - while Inunaki and Adriah walks behind them with a high-five towards the balcony.
“Shit.” Atsumu was the one who breaks the silence, as he pumps his long cock, “never thought that the day when I finally agree that yer so fucking hot would come, asshat.”
“Told you.” mutters Kuroo devilishly as he licks his lips - traces of cum still decorates the corners of his lips in dots, “and today, both of you will finally agree that my blowjob is better than both of yours.”
Atsumu scoffs in annoyance, while Sakusa suddenly yanks Kuroo’s hair back.
“What, you talked big about wanting a gangbang but you can’t even swallow them clean.” continues Sakusa as he slaps Kuroo’s cheek with his long cock - that is also significantly thicker than Atsumu’s, “look at all these disgusting mess. Wimp.”
“Then go. Fuck my face. And I’ll show you.” says Kuroo as he wraps his fist around both cocks - slowly pumping both from the base to the tip; dragging the skins in a way that pulls out gasps and grunts from both men as their fingers roams around Kuroo’s hair and face, “you’ll have no other options than to praise me.”
“Hey, hey.” mumbles Bokuto all of the sudden, before pushing his thumb on the slit on Kuroo’s tip - pulling out a yelp from him, “don’t leave me out.”
“I-I don’t, Kou- please, please- .” mumbles Kuroo as Bokuto starts sucking on Kuroo’s nipples again as he spreads the fingers inside Kuroo - stretching his hole into a width that Kuroo never thought he could achieve that fast before, while still pumping him in an unforgiving pace. Slowly, Bokuto pulls out his thumb and replaces it with his ring finger - to start thrusting inside Kuroo in a faster yet more flexible pace.
“Is he wide open already, Bokkun?” asks Atsumu as he caresses Kuroo’s face, “go put it in, I wanna see him thoroughly fucked on all holes.”
“He already is.” answers Bokuto calmly before abruptly pulling out all of his fingers at the same time - he let out a little chuckle when Kuroo whines, “Tetsu, babe, I’m putting it in, yeah?”
Both men in front of Kuroo starts moving closer - cocks pushing against Kuroo’s lips, battling for the first thrust inside; before Kuroo’s jaw goes slack in loud gasps, body shaking as Bokuto pushes in and deep in one thrust. Seeing the chance, Atsumu pushes inside Kuroo’s open mouth - hitting the back of his throat in one go, earning a slap on his head by Sakusa who pushes his cock again into Kuroo’s fist.
“Fuckkk.” all men except Kuroo groans together, as Bokuto and Atsumu pulls back together at the same pace - to only slams inside Kuroo again with a harsher, harder thrust than the first time. While Bokuto takes his time and moves in a slow, but deep pace on both his hand and his cock - Atsumu grabs Kuroo’s face with both of his hands, to keep the man still, so that he can ram inside relentlessly.
“Stay. I've been wanting to stuff your loud mouth for awhile.” mumbles Atsumu before he pulls away and shoves back in with so much power it almost sends Kuroo flying - tears starts rolling from his eyes due to Atsumu’s rough thrusts, drool dripping down to Bokuto’s sweaty chest. His hands were grabbing so tightly on Sakusa’s cock and sofa for balance - and he falls forward when Sakusa suddenly pulls away from his fist. The curly-haired man suddenly pulls Atsumu off from his mouth - his fingers are now pinching Kuroo’s cheek until his lips pouts, as he starts pushing his cock on the puckered lips.
Bokuto, realizing that his boyfriend’s attention is clearly not on him anymore - starts thrusting and pumping faster, while lapping back and forth around Kuroo’s nipples and collarbones, his most sensitive spots.
“D-don’t... ignore me.” mumbles Bokuto as he slams inside his boyfriend once more, sending his boyfriend whimpering in defeat.
“A-ah, fuck- wait-” plead Kuroo, “Slow d-down, Kou, I’m gonna-”
“You said you’re good at multitasking, right? Corporate slave’s exclusive skill or whatever?” mutters Sakusa as he stares down at Kuroo - his free hand starts pushing Atsumu closer to Kuroo, ignoring the latter’s whimpers; two thick tips of cocks now pushing on his drenched, open lips.
“Then, suck us both.”
As Kuroo presses Atsumu’s and Sakusa’s cocks together with his fists, he takes a deep breath as he gathers saliva on his lips - and spit it on both cocks, before he opens his jaw wide. Slowly, he wraps his lips around both of the tips at the same time for a wide kiss while he starts pumping with both of his fists - his tongue starts lapping on the slits before licking it down to the base and balls, as if it’s a huge two-set popsicles.
“Shit, you really are good with your mouth, huh?” mumbles Sakusa, “other than for your marketing trash talk. So damn good at it.”
Kuroo hums happily as he presses and pushes his tongue again on Sakusa’s slit - before his lips wraps around the tip and suddenly pushes deep inside, until Sakusa’s tip goes inside his throat. Kuroo stays still for a few seconds - except from the bouncing due to Bokuto’s thrusts - before pulling away, to do the same deepthroat to Atsumu; making sure his tongue leaves intoxicating lines and patterns around the cocks as he pulls away, turning the snobbish volleyball geniuses into a moaning mess.
“Fuckkkkk , Bokkun - where did ya get such a good whore like this, huh?” moans Atsumu as he slaps Kuroo’s hollowed cheek around Sakusa’s length, “doin’ deepthroats like it’s nothin’?”
“I know, right?” mumbles Bokuto as he pampers Kuroo’s chest with another kisses and hickeys, “hey, babe? You okay? Still good? You wanna cum?”
Kuroo taps on Bokuto’s shoulder once, as he starts moving around Sakusa’s length - definitely favoring the spiker over the setter.
“Mmm, such a good baby.” mumbles Bokuto as he kisses around Kuroo’s clenching jaw, before increasing his thrusts’ pace all of the sudden but releasing his fist from Kuroo’s cock - sending Kuroo whimpering with Sakusa’s cock in his mouth.
“Fuck, fuck, shit-” mutters Sakusa incoherently, the waves around Kuroo’s throat when he whimpers kicked him to the edge. The spiker suddenly pulls out - and Kuroo, with no hesitation, quickly latches into Atsumu and swallows the length in as Atsumu grunts. Sakusa pumps himself, and it only takes a few seconds until he spills his climax on Kuroo’s hair and hollowed cheek that is still busy moving around Atsumu - with a long, pleased moan before he falls back to the armchair with a pleased sigh.
“That makes three. You’re doing such a good job, baby.” says Bokuto as he slams inside Kuroo once again, making his boyfriend trembles around him and Atsumu, “No cumming until you got all seven. Can you still go on?”
With the last strains of his sanity inside his overstimulated body, Kuroo taps on Bokuto’s shoulder once.
“Then, where’s Hinata, babe?”
Kuroo pulls away from Atsumu with a loud pop, before his tired eyes wanders - looking for the orange-haired figure who is still fidgeting on his barstool; before flinching as he realizes that all eyes are now staring at him.
“N-No! Really, it’s okay!” mutters Hinata in jitters, “Kuroo-san, I-I don’t have to-”
“...Chibi-chan.” says Kuroo with a hoarse voice, “it’s okay. C’mere.”
Realizing the peer pressure, Hinata slowly stands up and walks towards Kuroo - still fully clothed, even though the bulge is already very apparent. Kuroo softly reaches out to Hinata - long, sticky fingers palming around the bulge; leaving wet prints around the uniform’s short as it trails to its waist band. Slowly, Kuroo pulls the shorts down - letting Hinata’s cock sprung free.
“Really? You’re already this hard and you still don’t want to fuck me?” says Kuroo - his lidded, unfocused eyes still trying so hard to look tough in front of his junior, “do you forgot that I’m always a generous person? Go on, chibi-chan. Pick your hole.”
Hinata’s breath hitches, as he avoids Kuroo’s eyes - to stare at his back, at how Bokuto’s cock fills him up.
“M-maybe after Bokuto-sa-”
“Why dontcha’ do it together, Shoyo?” cuts Atsumu before he suddenly shoves himself back in Kuroo - making the black-haired guy gags and chokes once more - now with Hinata staring at him in dilated pupils,
“He’s already gaping so wide I can see it from here - both of yers and Bokkun’s can definitely fit in together.”
“Good idea, Tsum-Tsum!” answers Bokuto with a chuckle as he increases his pace - ignoring Kuroo’s muffled whimpers and whines, “come here, Hinata. See it for yourself.”
Kuroo’s eyes could no longer focus - everything is blurry. The overstimulation on his prostate have racked up his brains too much. He doesn’t even know if it’s because of his brain, or because of the tears, or sweat, or cum - he can barely see anything clearly other than an orange shadow moving towards his back; before Atsumu’s fingers pulls him back to stare at him - while he rams his cock inside Kuroo’s throat with no mercy before spilling inside with a loud, pleased moan and no warning. His fingers still grabs Kuroo’s hair tightly - forcing him to stay still until he swallows all of Atsumu’s.
Kuroo takes his last gulp and pulls away - a string of salixa mixed with cum connects his lips and Atsumu’s tip before Bokuto’s sudden movements breaks it. Bokuto’s back is now completely lying on the sofa - with Kuroo on his knees, on top of him; before he leans for a deep kiss - Kuroo’s first kiss throughout the whole exhausting hour.
Bokuto’s kiss is still soft as always, but now Kuroo couldn’t see, couldn’t feel, and couldn’t think at all - all of his nerves were already abused to it peak points; his throat was rammed, his hole is still railed - and now, he can feel a weight on the sofa behind him, along with new, calloused fingers wrapping around his half-hard cock and starts stroking it from behind.
“Don’t stroke him too much, Hinata. He can’t come until all of us are.” says Bokuto as he hugs Kuroo to stay bent - Bokuto’s now grinding his cock inside Kuroo while moving back to give space to Hinata, brushing and hitting Kuroo’s prostate as he moves, “here, lemme show you.”
Kuroo buries his face on Bokuto’s neck as he can feel Bokuto’s hands spreading his ass cheeks apart - to show his red, gaping hole to the kneeling Hinata; whose breath hitches just now. Kuroo can hear the sound of an uncapped bottle and ripped condom, before he feels Bokuto’s wet thumb trailing around his rim - to look for another opening. With no warning, the thumb pushes again inside; as Kuroo screams in pain and does a double tap on his boyfriend’s shoulder.
“Kou, I don’t think-”
“What, Bokuto - he’s givin’ up already? When I haven’t done anythin’?”
The deep, bass voice makes everyone turns their heads like deers in headlights - to stare at the balcony door,
At Meian Shuugo, who is now standing there - staring at the unfolding scene on the sofa in front of him with lidded eyes and flat expressions; yet the whole room can feel the captain’s intimidating aura as he stares down at Kuroo - as if Kuroo is a lone antelope, waiting to be preyed by a jackal.
Kuroo shivers for the first time that night.
“No, I think he still can take it - right, Tetsu?” asks Bokuto sweetly as he caresses his back, “you have to let cap have a taste of you too, right? He’s the man of the house - we can’t disappoint him.”
With all the barely left energy that he has, Kuroo slowly nods - as his eyes watches Meian moves towards the sofa.
“Cap.” says Bokuto as he pushes the second finger inside Kuroo - both grazes his own dick and Kuroo’s walls at the same time, “Wanna give some orders?”
“Not really,” answers Meian as he watches Bokuto stretching Kuroo open and Hinata preparing himself,
“I just want to fuck him already with ya guys.”
Kuroo’s golden eyes stares at his final meal as Bokuto pulls him up. At Meian Shuugo - who is now caressing his cum-stained face while taking off his pants, to reveal the biggest, thickest cock that Kuroo saw that night; already red and swollen just from watching him being facefucked and railed from the balcony.
Kuroo whimpers as he drowns himself back to the crook of Bokuto’s neck - before Meian’s fingers yanks his head back up, to stare at him before his thumb forces Kuroo’s lips open.
“Nuh-uh, look at me, Kuroo Tetsurou. Dontcha’ fucking hide behind your boyfriend. Look at me, I’m the one who will decide if ya can cum or not tonight.
“Or should I stuff ya too so ya will look at me?”
Fuck.
“Kuroo-san? I-I’m going in..” mumbles Hinata as he presses his tip to Kuroo’s swollen rim, and Bokuto settles himself.
Meian slaps Kuroo’s lips with the tip of his dick, and Kuroo lifts his eyes slowly to stare at him before he lands a peck on the wide, thick tip - his eyes are still staring at the captain’ lips that was forming a straight line; before turning into a smirk when Hinata finally pushes in, filling up the room with groans from all four, and sounds of skin slapping from the rest of the team who’ve taken the spliffs and now starts pumping themselves from the corner of the room.
The smirk on Meian’s face grows wider when Kuroo finally sobs with a slacked jaw - a chance for him to shove his cock inside Kuroo’s sore mouth; ignoring Kuroo’s cries as he tries to adjust with two cocks inside of his tight hole, and one big cock filling up his jaw until it can’t move; as all three hits all the sensitive spots inside his walls that he couldn’t even differentiate the pleasure level anymore.
Bokuto and Hinata slowly moves in sync, as Kuroo loses control of all of his senses except touch; except the taste of pleasure that comes from his prostate repetitively being hit with two different cocks, and Hinata’s firm fingers that are pumping him from the base to the tip with a similar pace. Not just his senses - his whole brain is now a mess; as Kuroo can no longer form and speak any coherent sentences and words, as he can only repeat muffled chants of Bokuto, Hinata, and Meian - whimpering with higher pitch with every thrusts. The three men’s thrusts becomes more and more erratic along with their incoherent grunts and moans that goes louder and louder.
“T-Tetsu, shit- so beautiful, so full, so good for us-” mutters Bokuto, “wanna come? Do you wanna cum, babe?”
Kuroo nods, and suddenly, the cock inside his mouth went still.
“Hinata, Bokuto.” cuts Meian,
“Hands off his dick, but keep ramming him.”
Kuroo whimpers again - and this time, he can feel the tears falling down his eyes as Meian stares at him with a half-smile.
“Told ya, I’m the one in charge if we’re in the den.”
“K-Kuroo-san,” whimpers Hinata as he moves both of his hands to Kuroo’s waist, to grip on it weakly - in contrast with his thrusts that are starting to become harder and more unforgiving, “y-you’re so tight - ah- I can’t last, Kuroo-san-”
“Feel free to come, Hinata.” orders Meian all of the sudden, causing Hinata to raises his head at him in surprise, “Ya too, Bokkun - fill him up, as many as ya like. I know ya’ve been holding the longest out of all of ‘em.”
“O-Okay, cap.” answers Bokuto and Hinata together, as they stare at Kuroo who now stares at Meian in horror through his tired, unfocused eyes. It only takes a few deep thrusts and moans from Kuroo until Bokuto and Hinata no longer moves in sync - until Hinata spills inside first; followed by Bokuto who pulls Kuroo into a deep kiss as he pushes his final thrust - spilling his seeds deeply inside Kuroo.
The quartet goes still - with Kuroo, still filled and muffled on all holes, whimpering in pity and pleasure; before all three of them take turns in pulling out; letting the cum on Kuroo’s asshole drip slowly around Kuroo’s thighs and to the sofa.
Kuroo’s chest rises and and falls heavily - he feels like drowning, and the edging starts hurting his cock; from all the pent-up climax that he couldn’t let out. Right now, he really just wants this to be over - to cuddle with Bokuto and sleep on his chest, to be caressed until morning comes-
“Now spread him out for me.”
Kuroo’s breath hitches as the yank on his hair brings him back to reality, and the unexpected budding excitement hits him back to his place. He smiles weakly as Meian sits on the sofa and Bokuto pulls him up, so that Kuroo sits on Meian’s lap with his back on Meian’s chest - the feeling of Meian’s hard, wet cock pressing near his rim sends his heart beating faster somehow.
“C’mere.” mumbles Meian as he lifts Kuroo’s ass - so it hovers above his cock for a few seconds, before Meian suddenly thrusts inside; so easy, so slick - all that cum and lube that they’ve been pouring on Kuroo was actually to prep him for the big closing, after all.
“Shit, so easy, huh? So loose and wet for me already. What a good slut. Thanks for prepping him for me, boys.” whispers Meian on Kuroo’s ears, making his whole body twitches in pleasures as Meian follows with hitting his prostate perfectly in no time. The captain stays true to people's words - intimidating, unforgiving thrusts that sends shivers down Kuroo's spine, sending him to skies he never reached before.
Kuroo whimpers as he tries to adjusts with Meian’s wide girth while being railed - preparing himself for the climax that is already creeping back up. Bokuto and Hinata softly kisses his cheeks before standing up; to stare at the cum-drenched, messed-up Kuroo Tetsurou who is finally about to have his orgasm for the night, being rammed by their captain with no mercy. Shaking in pleasure following Meian’s unforgiving thrusts and pumps on his cock, Kuroo blinks weakly - and finds the rest of the seven are now walking closer to him.
It takes a few seconds for Kuroo to realize that he’s being surrounded by MSBY Black Jackals - the champion team of V.League Division 1 of the year; and is about to be rammed by the captain of the team in front of everyone.
With hitched and ragged breaths, with a brain that is already way too fucked and senses that are already too numb, Kuroo smiles - as he watches his friends starts pumping on their half-hard cocks as well. As if they’re eager to join Kuroo, as if they wants to drown him in ecstasy once more - but this time, together. Just like how he’s been fantasizing.
“What are ya staring at?”
Meian’s frantic, sudden thrusts brought Kuroo back to reality - reminding him on how close he is; how his whole body has been begging for release.
”M-Meian-san, fuck fuck- please, faster, I’m gonna-“
Along with one deep thrust and relentless pump from Meian, the pent-up endorphins blinds Kuroo’s sight in white, as he finally climaxes - face decorated in whites with a satisfied chuckle.