Requested by Soft_Spam

Yeosang woke up one morning to cook breakfast for his boyfriends before they went to work.

Since Yeosang was a social media influencer, he didn't have much of a job except post pictures of himself and upload a video from time to time.

The least he could do was help around the house for the other seven.

"Smells good. What do we have here, Sangie?" Mingi snuck his arms around Yeosang's waist, choosing to kiss his jawline sweetly.

"Breakfast. But you won't get any if you keep distracting me from cooking," Yeosang replied. Mingi jutted his lip out to pout. Yeosang grinned and offered him a piece of toast. The taller gratefully left the kitchen to set up the table.

"You never woke me up so we could cook together."

Yeosang turned to see Seonghwa standing by the kitchen doorway, arms crossed.

"I wanted you to sleep in. You're always cooking our dinner, so why not?"

Seonghwa unfolded his arms and smiled. "How thoughtful. I love you, Yeosangie. Let me know if you need help." He kissed the younger's forehead and left as well.

Yeosang sighed. "I should've woken up earlier."

Once breakfast was made, Yeosang served it to the seven men already sitting around the table. They thanked him and began to eat.

"So Sangie," Hongjoong called.

"Hm?"

"What are you planning to do today?" Yeosang shrugged.

"Go to the store, clean around... I don't know."

"Come dance with me today," Yunho offered. "We could teach the class together."

"Or we could have lunch today at the restaurant," Wooyoung suggested. Yeosang jutted out his lip.

"You make me learn what you're making and
you're too strict when I don't do things correctly."

"Not today, I won't." Wooyoung winked. Mingi rolled his eyes.

"I'm sure if Yeosang wants to visit us at work, he will. But I have an interview with a worldwide music chart today," Jongho told them while standing up. They wished him luck, and each one slowly began to stand from the table.

"You'll think about the lunch offer?" Wooyoung pressed his nose into Yeosang's neck as his boyfriend rinsed dishes.

"M-Maybe," Yeosang laughed, blushing a light shade of red.

"Jung Wooyoung, if you don't get in my car in one minute, you're walking to work," Seonghwa muttered.

Wooyoung groaned and kissed Yeosang goodbye. Soon it was only him and him alone.

"I should go to the store first," he whispered under his breath.

Yeosang's path detoured after the store trip. He wasn't sure how it happened, but he ended up parked outside a sex shop.

"What am I doing here?" he asked himself. He hasn't shopped there in a while — mainly because he wasn't the type to use the things they sold.

Today he was feeling peppy and excited, though.

Yeosang happily spent a few hundred dollars on items he was sure to open later.

The male spent the next few hours, making sure everything about him was clean and perfect. As he entered his bedroom, he gulped at the various items before him.

Dildos, vibrators, restraints... and several accessories he could wear that would undoubtedly arouse his boyfriends.

Yeosang set his phone horizontally against a pillow in front of him. That way, it would show a good view of everything on the bed he bought — and just about everything his boyfriends could use on him.

Yeosang first began by slipping on a cute pink tutu around his waist. Knowing another boyfriend's kinks, he tightened on the matching-colored garter belt too around his thighs. It went with his pretty makeup too. Yeosang made sure to use the perfect amount of pink and red tint to color his lips, just how one of his lovers specifically liked it.

On one of Yeosang's wrists was a cuff that was yet to restrain him. Another noticeable treat was the black collar around his neck. He'd leave those to the two who liked to be intense in bed.

Lastly was to prepare the whipped cream bottle. Yeosang didn't want to get too dirty, so he began with a little bit first.

Yeosang licked his lips as his finger pressed the record button. Here he goes...

group chat: stop changing the name

today, 2:37 pm

yeo-yeo sent a video (1:24)
Read.

Yeosang squirmed at the feeling of the vibrator teasing his entrance. One hand slowly pushed it in while the other poured whipped cream on himself.

Yeosang soon began panting and moaning in pain. It sounded like a call for his boyfriends to help him feel better. His eyes pressed shut while adjusting to the stretch.

"Yunho... Yunho..." Yeosang pulled the strap that was barely letting his skin breathe.

"Seong— Ugh! Seonghwa!" Yeosang dragged his nails down as he thrusted the vibrator faster.

"Daddy! I'm a bad boy," he whispered in between breaths.

Yeosang wiped a bit of the cum that was already dripping down his dick. He messily touched his lip and tongue.

"Come home."

San.nie is typing...

San.nie and mingki! are typing...

Several people are typing...

San.nie: canceling all my meetings now

mingki: I'll be home first

San.nie: you're getting sloppy seconds mingi

OppaHwa: I get home at 4. Hold him out for me.

Yeosang gulped and set the phone down. Maybe he shouldn't have sent the video.

Only fifteen minutes went by when Yeosang heard an expensive sports car outside their large home. Just a few seconds later, a second car arrived.

"I told you I'd beat you," San chuckled at the younger as he sat in his car. "I always do."

Mingi glared while walking past him. "It's whoever gets to Yeosang first, not the house."

San's eyes widened as Mingi made a run for it and left him behind.

"Oh?"

Mingi shut the door behind him loudly, prompting Yeosang to flinch. "Did someone call daddy?"

Yeosang slowly nodded. Mingi threw his suit jacket to the side and crawled over to him.

"Mingi, you fuck." San angrily entered, out of breath. But Mingi was already holding Yeosang against him, lips roughly pressing against his.

San rose an eyebrow at the loose cuff. He walked over, grabbed Yeosang's wrists, then restrained him to the bed.

San grinned as he stroked Yeosang sweetly. Mingi was only then finishing his kiss.

"You know those lips are for daddy, and daddy only, right?" Yeosang blushed and nodded. He knew what came next.

"Show daddy how good your lips are."

Today, 3:01pm

San.nie sent a video (0:36)

San.nie: you all are only getting seconds after we're done

"Touch yourself," San ordered. Yeosang whined.

"No? No? Mingi, stop."

Yeosang bit his lip and looked down.

"Do it as well as how you showed in the video," San ordered again. "Can you do that?"

Yeosang turned red as he opened his legs and pressed the vibrating wand against his body. His eyes shut closed as whimpers left his mouth. Mingi shrugged and called for Yeosang to open his mouth again.

"Faster."

Yeosang thrusted a dildo in himself quickly and quietly.

"That's not how fast it was."

"It... It was!" Yeosang yelped when San snatched the toy away and replaced it with his dick.

San watched how Yeosang pulled at his restraints. He chuckled. If his baby kept doing that, his wrists would be marked for the next few days.

Mingi came so unexpectedly in Yeosang's mouth, the older almost choked. Mingi smirked, wiped the bit of cum dripping off Yeosang's chin, and continued to fuck his mouth.

"I sped through traffic to see this?" Hongjoong rolled his eyes and removed his lab coat and stethoscope.

"Hey, babe," San greeted while still pounding Yeosang's rear. "How was work?"

Hongjoong kissed him. "Uneventful. This is all you've done to him?"

Hongjoong crawled onto the bed and slowly licked the cream on Yeosang's torso. The bottom squirmed from his tongue. One of his hands reached to squeeze and pump him off.

San released a loud groan as he came. He smacked Yeosang's skin once and sat to the side, observing his work.

"Did I come in on time?" Yunho asked. He wiped the beads of sweat aside. A very notable tent could be seen under his black athletic pants.

"San, come be my lube," he called. San slowly left the chair and sat on his knees, a little embarrassment showing through.

Loud kissing sounds were audible from Hongjoong attacking Yeosang's mouth. He added a bit of whipped cream to their already drooled-enough mess.

Yeosang practically squeaked when he felt a hand caress his thighs.

"How did you know I liked this, baby boy?" Yunho asked. Yeosang cowered under his intense gaze.

"I h-heard you and Mingi the other day," Yeosang replied. Hongjoong, who was next to him, grinned.

"They fit you nicely." Yunho played with the straps and noticed how they were already leaving marks. He rubbed the flesh underneath, earning a moan from Yeosang.

"Thank you, Sannie." Yunho ruffled San's hair before spreading Yeosang's legs. "But first..."

"Ah!" Yeosang arched his back at the hickeys Yunho was making in between each strap. Yunho liked to suck on the flesh, but every few seconds, he'd bite down, and Yeosang would emit a reaction.

"I hope this was worth leaving the sous chef in charge for," Wooyoung muttered while wiping his hands on his apron. His eyes focused on one thing — the thick, wide, black collar with an attached chain draping over Yeosang's shoulder.

"Nevermind. This is worth a lot more." Wooyoung walked over and tugged the chain. Yeosang coughed in return, eyes getting a little teary.

Yeosang let out a strained noise when Wooyoung took him in his mouth and Yunho entered him at the same time. It worsened with Wooyoung accidentally pulled the chain, so he jerked closer.

"Shh." Hongjoong patted Yeosang's hair and pushed his dick in. The boy's mouth became occupied with something else now.

When he didn't feel movement on or in him anymore, Yeosang looked to the side to see Wooyoung and Yunho casually making out. He whined.

Hongjoong frowned. "You two—"

"Shut up." Wooyoung pulled the chain on purpose this time. Yeosang coughed again.

Yeosang admitted he enjoyed the way Yunho held his thighs down to restrain him from moving. He felt helpless in that state — and at the same time, it felt great.

"Get on him, Woo," Yunho said. Wooyoung squinted.

"No."

"On him." Yunho smacked his ass. Wooyoung sulked as he removed his clothes.

"Look at you. You're already stretched." Wooyoung rolled his eyes and sat down to face Yunho.

As the movements resumed, Yeosang hummed a lot more on Hongjoong's cock that was in his mouth. The kisses and dirty words the other two said to each other were tortuous for Yeosang. He wished they were directed to him instead. He wanted attention so bad.

Moments later, the three men consequently came. Wooyoung made sure to hold Yeosang's length in his hand. "No cumming," he teased with a sadistic grin, pulling the collar a few times.

"You're going to kill the poor boy," Seonghwa muttered as he entered, already unfastening his tie.

"Sorry, 'Mr. Park,'" Wooyoung laughed. His boyfriend, the professor, pulled him close.

"Watch it."

Wooyoung dipped his head and left the two alone.

"What have they done to you, Yeosangie?" Seonghwa softly asked. Yeosang avoided his sweet eyes.

Seonghwa opened the cuffs, unclasped the collar, and licked off some whipped cream. "You wore the tutu."

"F-For you, oppa. You like me in pretty skirts, right?"

"Of course, baby. All skirts look pretty on you. This one's even more special." Seonghwa played with the fabric before reaching Yeosang's skin. He caressed him gently, knowing Yeosang might hurt.

Yeosang urgently brought Seonghwa's face to him to kiss. Their lips moved softly, with rhythm, as they forgot about the others. Seonghwa set a hand beside Yeosang to hold himself as he entered.

It was sweet sex, what they did. Yeosang liked this kind too. Seonghwa only seemed to be concentrated on him and him only.

"Are you all filled up, or do you need me to do that for you?" Seonghwa whispered.

"P-Please oppa," Yeosang panted. "I want you to fill me."

"How much, hm?" Seonghwa snuggled his nose into Yeosang's collarbone.

"So much... Everything, oppa! Everything inside me."

Seonghwa's hand ran over the tender skin Yunho bit. He massaged it and caused Yeosang to moan.

"You poor baby. How long have you waited? An hour? It must be hard to hold it all in your little dick. Let me make it feel better." Seonghwa stopped the massages to pump Yeosang off.

Little pants let the younger's mouth. He closed his eyes so Seonghwa could only focus on the glimmering sweat on his face.

"Cum."

Yeosang let out a mix of a moan and cry as he came. Several strings of his cum fell on his lower abdomen.

Seonghwa turned and counted his boyfriends. He frowned.

"Has anyone heard from Jongho?" Seonghwa looked at the rest.

"He didn't see our texts—"

Just then, Jongho entered, holding a bottle of liquor with him. He laughed and waved at the rest, who simply stared at his state.

"I went celebrating!"

Jongho's eyes fell upon Yeosang, panting hard in exhaustion.

"You didn't see the video?" Seonghwa asked. Jongho shrugged and approached Yeosang. The boy sat up.

Jongho offered the bottle to Yeosang. "Drink?"

Yeosang took a few sips as Jongho held it against his lips. He lost control of how fast the drink came to him and soon spilled it down his chest and body.

"Oops." Jongho brought their faces together to mix their alcoholic breaths into a hot kiss. Yeosang couldn't help but scoot up a little closer to Jongho.

"We're not doing this here. Hold this." Jongho scooped his older boyfriend into his arms and carried him down the stairs. Yeosang clutched the liquor nervously. How was he able to do this while drunk?

The next thing that happened was Jongho stopping, taking the bottle away, and Yeosang being tossed into a warm pool of water. He shook his head and swam up to see Jongho laughing.

"Jongho!"

"Calm down, Yeosangie. I'll be there soon." Sure enough, after taking the last of his clothing off, Jongho jumped into the water to kiss his boyfriend. His arms held Yeosang against the bank securely when their wet bodies pressed against each other.

Jongho made sure to bite along Yeosang's earlobe, prompting a whine from him.

"Pool party?" someone called. Soon, several men jumped into the water until everyone was already there.

Yeosang smiled at the passionate kiss Jongho gave him before turning to the rest. "I call drinks!"

"You've drunk too much already!" San complained.  Everyone went to play with each other in the water, beginning their evening with laughs.

Yeosang couldn't have asked for a better ending to his wild, yet exciting day.