Request by skullluvi - I hope you enjoy reading!

Summary: the boys of Bangtan don't know when it began, but they somehow all came to be infatuated by Taehyung, constantly having not so wholesome thoughts about the boy. Finally, they all do something about it, deciding to ravish the boy one by one.

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Taehyung trapsed through the living room in his bathrobe, having just finished pampering himself in the shower.

He failed to notice all six of the boys' eyes on him, staring hungrily at his sensual form.

When he was out of the room once again, the others looked at each other.

They needed Taehyung.

They needed to see him on his knees with tears in his eyes, begging for more.

On his stomach clutching the pillow and whimpering desperately.

Gripping their shoulders as he rode them with flushed cheeks and bitten lips.

They needed him so badly.

And it had been that way for months.

As Taehyung branched out and explored himself, he began dressing more...sexy. More out there. Bold.

And he looked absolutely ravishing.

He had been insecure at first, but the boys helped him grow confident.

And now, it had backfired on them.

As Taehyung grew more confident, so did the desire to ruin him.

It was hard for them to hold back anymore.

Just this morning, Yoongi had had to hold himself back from bending Taehyung over the kitchen counter and taking him during breakfast.

They had only found out it was a mutual desire a month ago, when Jin came stumbling back to the dorm, drunk.

He'd been out having drinks with Taehyung and the wooga squad. Taehyung was going to stay with Hyungsik for the night.

Jin had interrupted the rest of the boys' movie night, collapsing on top of Jimin and Jungkook.

"He's just so fucking beautiful, I don't know what to do with myself. I wanted to take him right then and there," he had uttered drunkenly, his words slurred and some unintelligible.

The others were shocked, and looked at each other in silence for a moment.

"Who!" Hoseok exclaimed, not used to such crude talk from the eldest.

"Taehyung, of course," Jin replied, as if it was common knowledge, "I wanna fuck him so hard that all he can say is my name."

It led to an awkward morning the next day, when Jin had recovered from his hangover and remembered his words from the previous night.

He'd made the boys a big breakfast as an apology, feeling guilty at having put the others through an uncomfortable encounter, having felt as though he'd let them down as the oldest.

But, as they all sat down to eat -save for Taehyung, who was still at Hyungsik's - there was a discussion on how each and every one of them wanted Taehyung the same way Jin wanted him.

Some of the boys (Namjoon and Jungkook) had gone into very descriptive details to regail to the boys some of their latest fantasies and dreams of the boy.

Jungkook, being a dream where he'd been helping Taehyung workout, before he was fucking into the older against the mirror in their gym.

Namjoon had fantasized just the last morning about having Taehyung in bed underneath him, wearing nothing but one of Namjoon's shirts as he pounded into the whimpering boy.

Yoongi had to excuse himself, saying he 'needed the restroom urgently'.

And thus, began the bonding the boys had, save for Taehyung, where they'd talk about how hot Taehyung had been that day, or sharing their latest fantasies and dreams all over again.

One day, however, as Yoongi was speaking with Hoseok in a hushed whispered about the boy in the hallway, they heard something very interesting.

They were walking slowly down the hall as they talked, with the intention of going to Hoseok's room.

They paused, however, when they heard one of their run! episodes playing from Taehyung's room.

They stopped their dirty talk to look at each other fondly, adoring how Taehyung genuinely enjoyed watching their content.

From just the audio, they knew it was an episode that involved water and see-through shirts.

Their fondness was cut abruptly, though, as they heard a moan coming from the boy.

They looked at each other, arousal filling their body.

They pressed their ear to the door, and could hear the unmistakable sound of Taehyung jerking off, the wet sound of skin on skin and more whimpers and moans filling the room inside.

Yoongi shuttered, and cupped himself over his shorts.

Hoseok looked at Yoongi, "should we peek?" He whispered, so quiet yoongi almost missed it.

He nodded silently.

Very carefully, Hoseok turned Taehyung's door knob, and then just as carefully pushed the door open so there was a sliver to peek into.

Hoseok peeked first.

He could see Taehyung, who's bed was against the wall to the side of the door, sprawled out on his bed, nude and jerking off frantically as he watched his TV intently.

The TV was still playing the run! episode, but Hoseok couldn't see exactly which one it was, since that would mean he'd have to open the door more to see the other side of the room.

"Hyungs!" Taehyung moaned just then, his hips bucking off of the bed.

Suddenly, Hoseok realized Taehyung was fingering himself, too.

His fingers were pumping in and out of his hole, and he was clearly trying his best to keep his noises down, biting his lip.

Yoongi pushed Hoseok out of the way as he'd heard the boy call out the honorific.

"Ah, J-Jin," Taehyung groaned, and the two men at the door could hear Jin's voice on the TV.

Yoongi watched Taehyung masterbate, too, for a moment, before shutting the door quietly.

"We need to tell the others," he whispered, grabbing Hoseok and making him remove the hand he'd shoved down his pants, "it seems like we have a chance now."

They had both rushed to gather the others, and soon, all six boys were at Taehyung's door, listening to the boy whimper, eventually, each of their names.

Usually, they'd hear their voice on the TV as Taehyung would whimper their name.

Jungkook was looking smug as Taehyung repeated his name more than the others.

It sounded like Taehyung was climaxing now. His whispers and moans were louder, his cusses more frequent, and he was constantly uttering one of their names, sometimes accidentally combining two of them together.

Then, they all listened as Taehyung came, evident by his high pitched whine that cut off abruptly, the quick wet slapping filling the air.

Then, the TV paused.

The boys dispersed from the door quickly, going to Jin's room.

All of them were hard, and Jimin was grinding desperately against Jungkook's thigh.

"Behave," Jungkook scolded.

"We can make our fantasies reality, now," Namjoon said, beaming, "this just proves it! Taehyung is obviously just as into us as we are him!"

"Let's do it tomorrow," Jin said, "let's gangbang him. In the living room. We can clean the room nicely and pamper him up, and then all take turns using his body."

Yoongi groaned.

"I'll run Taehyung a bath," Jimin said, "and tell him to treat himself since he's been working so hard lately. He won't suspect a thing."

The boys nodded in agreement.

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And the next day came groulingly slow.

But finally, Jimin was told by Hoseok, muttered in his ear, to tell Taehyung to take a nice, long, hot bath.

They watched as Jimin approached Taehyung, sitting next to him on the couch and wrapping his arms around his soulmate.

"Tae," he whined, "you've been working so hard lately. Why don't I run you a bath, hm? You can treat yourself. I'll even let you borrow one of my new razors."

Taehyung grinned up at him gratefully, and kissed his cheek, hugging him.

"This is just what I needed, Jiminie," Taehyung said, "you're the best."

Jimin looked at the rest smugly as the two left the room, Jimin guiding Taehyung with a hand on his back.

Five minutes later, he was back, declaring the boy in the bath already.

The others had already showered and bathed that day.

"Let's get to work cleaning, then," Jin said, and began immediately cleaning up the living room.

The others helped him, and soon the place was spotless.

Ten minutes later, Taehyung came in, wearing his dark red, silky bathrobe, and smiled at the others.

"Oh!" He said, looking around, "it looks nice in here! Who cleaned? Are we having a movie night?"

"Taehyung-ah," Yoongi drawled, sitting between Hoseok and Jin, "come sit in hyung's lap."

Taehyung's cheeks flushed, surprised by the direct order of affection from the man.

But, he more than willingly approached Yoongi, and sat in his lap, laying against his chest.

"Taehyung hyung," Jungkook said, on one of the chairs they'd brought closer to the couch, "we heard something very exciting yesterday, coming from your room."

Taehyung flushed, immediately thinking back to his masterbation session.

"We heard you watching a run! episode, Tae," Jin stated, "but, could you tell hyung what you were doing while you watched it?"

Taehyung gulped, and sucked in a breath when he felt Yoongi's hardness against his lower back.

All the boys were looking at him intently.

He shivered from arousal.

He looked around nervously.

"I-I was, just, um..." He tried to think of something to say. He didn't want to just outwardly admit what he'd been doing.

"You were..." Jimin encouraged.

"Uh," Taehyung gulped, "I was um, j-just watching it."

"That's a lie, baby," Yoongi muttered, his breath hitting Taehyung's neck, "I saw what you were doing. Hoseok and I both. You were rubbing your cute cock and fingering yourself, weren't you, baby?"

Taehyung bit his lip, and watched as Yoongi's hand moved to cup his growing erection through the thin layer of his bathrobe - the only thing he was wearing.

Yoongi began to rub Taehyung's cock, feeling it twitch as it grew harder.

Taehyung couldn't help but let his head drop to Yoongi's shoulder, opening his mouth silently.

He softly bucked into Yoongi's hand once, twice, whimpering quickly as his hyung rubbed him harder.

He was embarrassed to admit, even in his mind, but he was already starting to reach his orgasm.

He could feel all the boys watching him, listening closely. And Yoongi's rough callused fingers were so good on his cock, even through the robe.

Just before he could begin to orgasm, Jin's deep, firm voice rang out from beside him:

"That's enough, Yoongi."

Taehyung sighed, disappointed, as Yoongi removed his hand, placing it instead on Taehyung's thigh.

Taehyung opened his eyes again, and looked around the room.

Hoseok was to his left, Jin to his right.

Jimin and Jungkook were sharing one chair, Jungkook's hand in Jimin's pants, who was humping it greedily as he held it in place, pushing into it.

Namjoon was in the second chair by himself.

All of the boys had obvious boners, and all had dark eyes, unblinking as they stared at him.

"Do you know how long we've wanted you, Taehyung-ah?" Namjoon asked, leaning forward in his seat, "do you know how many times we've almost taken you in plain sight? Even in front of staff."

Taehyung whimpered, not minding the idea of being fucked by one of the the boys in a room full of (willing) staff.

"Of course you'd like that," Hoseok said, gruffly, from his other side, "you're a little slut, aren't you, Taehyung?"

Taehyung whimpered again, wishing Yoongi would move his hand back on to his aching cock.

"Lay him on the couch. I wanna finger him open," Jin stared, and stood up to make room.

Hoseok got up, too, and sat next to Namjoon.

Yoongi laid Taehyung in the couch, then looked to Jin.

"Open his robe," Jin demanded.

Yoongi smirked darkly down at Taehyung, and then began to untie the robe, staring into Taehyung's desperate eyes.

Taehyung whimpered from the look, and tried to put his hand over himself, to relieve the pressure, but it was slapped away by Yoongi.

"You aren't allowed to touch yourself yet, honey," he taunted.

His robe fell open, Yoongi letting it drop to either side of him.

"Gorgeous," he whispered.

All the boys leaned closer to have a look.

Yoongi got up, and Jin replaced him, now sitting where he'd been.

Taehyung smelled fresh. His hair was still damp from the shower, and his skin was smooth and glossy. He'd also shaved, with Jimin's new razor.

Jin grabbed Taehyung's legs and folded them up to his chest, exposing his hole.

"Hold your legs, sweetheart," he said.

Taehyung took hold of the back of his knees, spreading himself wider for his hyung just as Yoongi sat by his head, stroking the hair out of his forehead.

"Wanna fuck his mouth while I open him, yoongs?" Jin asked, casually, as if Taehyung were an object.

The thought made the boy whimper pathetically, his cockhead leaking precum.

Yoongi groaned from Jin's suggestion, as did Hoseok.

"Suck me off, Namjoon," he said to the younger, who grumbled a few times before awkwardly shuffling on to the floor, keeping a position where he'd be able to both suck off Hoseok and watch the action on the couch at the same time.

He pulled Hoseok out of his sweats, and began sucking him off.

Taehyung tried to turn his head to watch, but Yoongi grabbed it and steadied it, pulling his own clothes down before straddling Taehyung's head.

Taehyung watched as Jin grabbed a bottle of lube from inside the couch (it was prepared before hand by the boys) before he squirted some on his fingers.

Then, Taehyung's view was construed as Yoongi opened his mouth, putting his cock inside.

Taehyung began sucking his cock, but then Yoongi was shallowly thrusting in and out of his mouth.

Yoongi wasn't the longest in the group. In fact, he was probably the shortest. So, Taehyung wouldn't likely be choking on his cock any time soon (though he wish he would be).

Taehyung whimpered as he felt the lube, warmed by Jin's hands, be applied to his hole, and then Jin's middle finger was pushing slowly in.

Jin made quick work of prepping him, going up to three fingers, while Yoongi was thrusting in and out of his mouth, grunting, squeezing his cheeks for extra stimulation.

"Yoongi, go sit with Hoseok," Jin ordered suddenly, "Namjoon, you're gonna fuck him first."

Taehyung bit his lip as Yoongi got up and pattered over to Hoseok, his pants around his ankles.

Taehyung would have laughed at his hyung had it been a different situation.

The older got in Hoseok's lap and started ravishing his mouth, Hoseok groping his bare ass, while Namjoon popped off Hoseok's cock and teetered over to the couch.

Jin got up, patting Namjoon, and muttered, "fuck him hard, Namjoon, I wanna ruin him."

Then, Jin joined Jimin and Jungkook on the second, larger cushioned chair.

Taehyung looked at his two fellow maknae liners.

They were both staring at him intently, but were very different.

Jimin was sitting on Jungkook's cock, and was looking at Taehyung with teary, desperate eyes as he ground himself not so subtly on Jungkook.

Jungkook, on the other hand, was squeezing Jimin's cock as he stared at Taehyung with dark, hungry eyes.

Taehyung whimpered, wanting his two best friends to take him right now.

But then he snapped back to Namjoon, who was spreading his legs and wrapping them around his waist, already naked.

"Ready, baby?" Namjoon asked gruffly, bending down to kiss Taehyung.

Taehyung kissed back, desperate to reach every inch of Namjoon's unexplored mouth.

"You taste like Yoongi," Namjoon whispered, "but I can change that. I'm gonna let you cum, and then I'm gonna cum right down your throat. Then, the next person to kiss you will taste only me."

Taehyung meweled, grabbing Namjoon by the back of his neck before he shoved his tongue into his leaders mouth.

Namjoon sucked on it greedily, gripping Taehyung's hair in a firm hold.

He used his other hand to guide his cock against Taehyung's entrance, rubbing his cockhead a few times against it to lube it more with his own precum.

Then, he gently pushed into Taehyung, holding his hip to stabilize him.

Taehyung sucked in a breath, at the same time feeling as if all of it had been sucked out of him, as Namjoon punched into him completely, suddenly, now hip to hip with the younger.

He heard Jimin let out a choked cry from where he was.

He thinks he could hear Yoongi moan, too, although much quieter.

"N-Namjoon," Taehyung whined, airy moans fluttering from his lips as he ground against Namjoon.

"Fuck," Namjoon hissed, "that's it, baby. Fuck, Taehyung, you feel so good around me. So tight, so good for me."

He began thrusting in and out of taehyung, at first slowly, while Taehyung gripped his shoulders, his mouth stuck open as he stared into Namjoon's hungry eyes.

They fluttered shut momentarily, and when they opened, Namjoon was looking down at where they were connected, watching as he disappeared into Taehyung with each thrust in, before his cock reappeared as he thrust back out.

"F-Faster, hyung, p- ah!- please!" Taehyung begged, before turning Namjoon's face back to his, attracting their mouths together again.

Namjoon sped up his hips, and was pounding into Taehyung with fervor.

He hoisted Taehyung's legs higher on his waist, and suddenly, with the new angle, he was punching Taehyung's prostate dead on.

Taehyung's head fell back as he yelled, a broken moan being strangled out of him as he got his prostate abused by his leader.

His head lulled to the side dumbly, his mouth stuck open again in a silent moan.

He whimpered as he caught side of the five other boys, all ten of their eyes on him.

Yoongi was biting his lip as he sat in Hoseok's lap, riding him half-assed, staring at Taehyung through hooded eyes.

Hoseok was also biting his lip, but was looking at him with such intensity it made Taehyung light headed. It was such a drastic shift from the usual sunshine grin the man directed at him.

He snapped his eyes away from the older, looking to the other lounging chair. The bigger chair, with Jin, Jimin, and Jungkook.

Jimin was still riding Jungkook, but was being lifted and dropped on to the maknae's cock by Jin.

Jimin was whimpering constantly, closing his eyes repeatedly, but trying to keep them open so he could watch Namjoon fuck Taehyung.

Jungkook was looking at Taehyung with those same dark eyes, but they were clouded over with lust.

Jin was looking at him with something dark, too. It wasn't anything Taehyung had seen from the oldest before.

He looked back to Namjoon, "I'm close," he uttered.

Namjoon hitting his prostate head on, coupled by the five others looking at him so intently, spurred him on.

Namjoon attached his lips to Taehyung's again, and they made out sloppily as Namjoon reached down to begin jerking Taehyung off.

Taehyung whined, having ignored his cock this whole time.

He came after only a few strokes from the older.

Namjoon thrust into Taehyung a few more times, before he pulled out and shuffled up his body, straddling his chest.

Taehyung grabbed his thighs and opened his mouth wide, sticking his tongue out.

Namjoon jerked himself off, with the blunt head of his cock against Taehyung's tongue.

He only lasted five seconds longer, before his cum was splashing into Taehyung's mouth, a few drops landing on his upper lid.

Namjoon grunted, and then closed Taehyung's mouth to make sure he swallowed, moving so he was off Taehyung.

Taehyung swallowed his hyung's cum, and then opened his mouth for the older to see he'd swallowed it all.

Namjoon smirked darkly, and leaned down to kiss Taehyung again, sucking his tongue and tasting himself.

They kissed for a few moments, before Jin was speaking again, his voice still firm and commanding.

"Enough, Joon-ah. Go back to Hoseok. Yoongi, your turn."

Yoongi pulled himself carefully off of Hoseok, and discarded his pants from his ankles, as Namjoon kissed Taehyung one last time before retreating back to the chair.

Taehyung could see Jungkook jerking Jimin to completion, his hand covered in his cum moments later.

He fed Jimin his own cum, and it made Taehyung instantly begin to go hard again.

"Hi, honey," Yoongi whispered, his voice like gravel, as he got between Taehyung's legs.

Taehyung bit his lip, watching Yoongi lube himself up.

"Turn around. Ass up," Yoongi instructed.

Taehyung quickly obliged, putting his face in the couch pillow and putting his ass in the air.

Yoongi put his cock in Taehyung in one go, and began slowly thrusting, and Taehyung whined for seven whole seconds before he calmed down, gripping the pillow with both hands.

Yoongi was holding Taehyung in a bruisingly tight grip, and Taehyung couldn't wait to see if his hips would actually bruise later.

He'd love to see the handprints adorning his soft complexion.

Yoongi sped up, and was cursing like mad as he pounded Taehyung from the back.

Taehyung had to take his face out of the pillow as he became breathless, moaning shakily, the thrusts disturbing the sound.

Yoongi draped himself across Taehyung's back, speeding his thrusts, and gripped Taehyung's hair, forcing his head towards his own so he could kiss him deeply.

He licked into his mouth and moaned as he tasted Namjoon.

"Fuck, you're dirty," he spat, gripping Taehyung's hair tighter.

Taehyung's head lulled back to Yoongi's shoulder, moans increasing as Yoongi sped up yet again and began sucking harsh bruises into Taehyung's neck, nipping and biting and licking at the skin.

He pushed Taehyung's face back into the pillow, and pulled out momentarily to spit on Taehyung's hole, using his callused thumb to push against the puffy rim harshly, before pushing back in and spanking Taehyung's ass once, going back to his crushing grip.

Taehyung moved his head so the right side of his face was squished against the pillow, his whole body moving as Yoongi thrusted.

Namjoon was the one getting sucked off by Hoseok now, who was still staring at Taehyung darkly despite the wired angle.

Namjoon was looking, too, but he looked more dazed.

Jimin was slumped against Jungkook, looking through half lidded eyes, tears streaming down his face as he bucked pathetically into Jungkook's hand, which was agonizingly slow as it pumped his plump little cock. Jungkook was obviously whispering dirty obscenities into his ear, nipping it and kissing it every so often.

Jin now had his cock out, jerking desperately as he stared at the scene with red puffy lips, whimpers audibly coming from him.

Seeing the oldest man who's been collected and controlling suddenly desperate like this made Taehyung's eyes flutter shut, as he came so abruptly his legs gave out.

Yoongi thrust in a few more times, having to actively hold Taehyung now that he's collapsed, and then came deep inside of him.

He slumped against Taehyung for a second, breathing heavily.

Then, he began kissing Taehyung's back.

"You did so well for hyung, honey, thank you for being so good."

Taehyung smiled, his eyes closed, and reached to grab Yoongi's hand.

"H-Hoseok," Jin breathed, "come on."

Yoongi huffed, but got up and left Taehyung.

Taehyung watched Hoseok pop off of Namjoon, who was surprisingly soft. Taehyung supposed Hoseok just had Namjoon resting in his mouth for a bit after finishing him.

Then he watched as Hoseok got up, heading his way, and Yoongi sat down, cuddling into Namjoon's side.

The two slumped into each other, looking at Taehyung.

Hoseok placed a firm hand on Taehyung's lower back.

"Come on, Tae, roll back over," he said.

Taehyung rolled onto his back, and stared up at Hoseok with dazed, dark eyes.

He'd cum twice now, but he was hungry for more.

"Look how pretty you are," Hoseok praised, tweaking both of Taehyung's nipples before gripping them roughly, twisting them harshly.

Taehyung gasped and bucked his hips up, feeling the blood beginning to rush back down to his cock despite having cum a second time only moments ago.

"Oh, you like that?" Hoseok taunted, straddling Taehyung's thighs.

"Like that, slut? Hm?" He continued to taunt, pinching and twisting Taehyung's nipples a few times before he leaned down, attaching his mouth to Taehyung's right nipple, his hand going down to begin pumping Taehyung, stimulating him to get hard again.

Once he was hard again, hoseok sat back up, grabbing the lube.

"You gonna be a good boy for me, Taehyung?" Hoseok asked meanly, gripping Taehyung's chin hard.

Taehyung nodded vigorously, whimpering as he witnessed this new side to the usually cheery, sweet Hoseok hyung.

Hoseok spread Taehyung's legs, sitting between them, as he rubbed cold lube onto Taehyung's dripping hole, Yoongi's cum and spit and the previous lube already making it wet enough for Hoseok to just slip right in.

Then, the older lubed his cock.

With a sadistic grin from Hoseok, he lifted Taehyung's legs, spread his cheeks, and pounded into Taehyung, immediately setting up a rough pace.

Taehyung cried out, and actually felt a few tears leave him.

Hoseok was never rough with him. But now, that's all he was. And it turned Taehyung on so much.

Hoseok gripped Taehyung's hands and put them above his head, leaning down to kiss him.

"You like that? Like me pounding into you? As if you were simply just a toy for me to use at my will. I'm sure you do like it, don't you? You're just a little slut, aren't you, Taehyung?"

Taehyung nodded, crying as he wrapped his legs around Hoseok's waist, squirming to get out of his hold so he could touch his aching cock.

"Ho-Hoseok, please! I-I need to touch myself!" He begged.

Hoseok chuckled grimly, "your other hyung's were nice to you. But I'm not gonna be, slut. You will cum only after I have, and only when I tell you you can. Understood?"

He gripped Taehyung's face again, now holding both Taehyung's hands with one of his own.

Taehyung nodded frantically, "please kiss m-me, Hos-seok."

Hoseok leaned down to kiss him again, and was now pounding into Taehyung at a brutal pace.

As Taehyung was kissing Hoseok, he could hear Yoongi moaning, and slapping skin.

He didn't know if the older was jerking himself off, or if it was Namjoon.

He could hear Jimin crying again, begging Jungkook for something. And Jin's whimpers.

He moaned, awaiting his turn with the oldest patiently as he focused back on Hoseok's animalistic grunting.

Hoseok separated from his mouth, and collapsed against Taehyung partially, his knees holding him up as he pounded into Taehyung, now nipping at his ear.

"You're taking me so fucking well, slut. Mmmh- fuck- ah. So fucking good-ah!"

Taehyung was listening to Hoseok beginning to practically whimper in his ear.

The older's moans were steadily streaming uncontrollably from his mouth, muttered into his ear with warm puffs of frantic breath.

"Hmmm, uh, Taehyung, fuck, shit-" Hoseok panted, laying fully against Taehyung's chest as he used his hands to grip Taehyung's hips like Yoongi had.

"Uh, uhhh fuck, oh, Taehyung, you're so fucking dirty, such a slut for his hyung, ah-ah, fuck!"

Taehyung's eyes were misted over with tears.

He never knew he had a thing for noises during sex, but Jin and Hoseok were uncovering it today, even Jimin, who was still sobbing and begging.

Hoseok was full on whining in his ear now, biting it harshly, before his hips were stuttering, pushing into Taehyung harder than they'd been, and Hoseok was letting out a whimper as he spilled into Taehyung, way deeper than Yoongi had.

Hoseok collapsed, breathing loudly, and Taehyung was able to see the others now, Hoseok's body not in the way anymore.

Jin had cum all over his hand, but his cock was hard again.

Jimin's face was covered in tears and Jungkook was still jerking him off, but it was obvious the older had cum more than once as there was cum all over his shirt, cock, and Jungkook's hand.

Yoongi was jerking himself off, and was slumped into Namjoon's side.

Namjoon was hard, his cock pink and leaking, but he wasn't touching himself. It looked as though he was restraining himself, his fists clenched on his thighs.

After a few moments, Hoseok lifted himself back up, and shuffled to sit between Taehyung's thighs.

He leaned down and swallowed Taehyung whole, moving two fingers down to press into Taehyung's entrance and immediately finding his prostate to rub harshly against.

Him finding his prostate so easily meant he'd probably been avoiding it while he was fucking Taehyung, so Taehyung wouldn't cum like Hoseok wanted him not to.

Taehyung gripped Hoseok's head with both hands as he began bucking into him, Hoseok now pliant.

Taehyung was moaning as Hoseok rubbed his prostate, and remembering all the sounds Hoseok had made pushed Taehyung over the edge.

"I-I'm cumming, Hoseok~"

He came into Hoseok's mouth, the older having only sucked harder from the younger's decleration.

Taehyung released Hoseok, who quickly crawled up Taehyung again, forcing his mouth open.

He opened his own, and Taehyung keened as Hoseok pushed Taehyung's own cum out of his mouth into the younger's, before roughly kissing him, sharing the cum between them as their tongues tangled together.

Taehyung was holding Hoseok's shoulders, already feeling aroused again, but then Jin was once again commanding the scenes.

"Hoseok, you're done now." Hoseok reluctantly pulled away.

He kissed Taehyung one last time before shakily walking to Namjoon.

Taehyung watched in awe as Namjoon relaxed his clenched hands.

He must have been waiting for Hoseok, because the older sunk down on to his cock as soon as he reached Namjoon.

"Jiminie, it's your turn," Jin's voice was softer.

Jimin whimpered, and the whole room watched as he got up, his legs shaking severely, and made his way to Taehyung.

Taehyung, although dazed out of his mind, smiled fondly at his soulmate.

Jimin laid atop Taehyung, who gathered him into his arms, kissing his tear-covered face right away.

"You're such a good boy, Jiminie," he whispered, drying the boy's face.

Jimin hummed contently.

Taehyung lifted his hips, and wrapped his legs around Jimin's hips.

Jimin easily slid into Taehyung, and began trying to thrust into him.

He was barely able to do it, however, and collapsed against Taehyung.

"I-I can't do it, Jinnie hyung, I'm t-too weak now," he cried.

Taehyung was still hugging him, while he looked to Jin.

"Jungkook, you go over and fuck Taehyung," Jin instructed, "Jiminie, you can just ride Taehyung. Okay, prince?"

Jimin nodded, and pulled out of taehyung before sitting up to straddle his stomach.

Jungkook got up, and made his way over to them.

He and Taehyung helped Jimin sink on to Taehyung's semi-hard cock, before Jimin was laying back down against Taehyung's chest, similarly to how Hoseok had been.

Jungkook also slipped into Taehyung without lube, but he was more than wet enough.

Taehyung grunted as Jungkook nudged his prostate for a moment, and then the younger was holding Taehyung's legs up, beginning to thrust into him.

The rocking of Taehyung's body rocked Jimin against Taehyung's cock, and Jimin's arms came to wrap around Taehyung's neck.

He began whimpering, and Taehyung began moaning as Jungkook picked up speed.

He was too tired to do much else but lay there and take it, holding Jimin around the back and clawing at him with his nails, while Jungkook began pounding into him.

Jimin was being rocked against Taehyung harder now, and he was crying again, whimpering and moaning into Taehyung's neck.

Taehyung began to bounce back against Jungkook, who'd begun cursing under his breath, grunting.

Taehyung looked to the side, and saw Hoseok bitting his lip as Namjoon helped him bounce on his cock.

Yoongi was still jerking off, and Jin was watching with eagle eyes as he held his cock in his hand, still.

Taehyung kept his eyes on Jin, who stared back at him.

His eyes darkened, his stare firmed. Then, he smirked sadistically at Taehyung.

Taehyung whimpered.

But then, their gaze was broken when Jimin turned Taehyung's head to kiss him lazily, deeply.

Jimin was licking into his mouth, and pulled away just to say, "I can taste you on your tongue," before going back to kissing him.

Taehyung held Jimin's head, and now looked past him to stare into Jungkook's eyes as he kissed Jimin.

Jungkook stared back, biting his lip harshly as he pounded Taehyung.

Jungkook leaned down suddenly, and was able to fold himself over Jimin, scooting his head aside so all of them could share a sloppy, dirty three-sided kiss.

Taehyung's moans picked up, finding this act weirdly intimate and so filthy, so obscene, his eyes closed.

He didn't even know who's tongue he was sucking on.

Suddenly, Jimin was clenching around him, and then he was cumming between their stomachs.

He was whining pathetically, which spurred on Taehyung and Jungkook.

Jungkook was the second to cum, and only moments later, Taehyung.

Jimin pulled out of Taehyung, and Taehyung could feel his cum start to drizzle out of Jimin and on to his cock.

Taehyung whimpered as Jungkook scooped his cum, mixed with the others', out of his hole, before feeding it to Jimin, who sucked the liquid off Jungkook's fingers desperately.

Taehyung bit his lip.

And then he whimpered again when Jimin began kissing him again, the taste of Jungkook heavy in his mouth.

Jungkook shuffled down, and threw Taehyung's legs over his shoulders as he spread the olders cheeks, licking his hole once, twice, before diving in, pushing his face deeper to lick into his hole, sucking everything out.

Taehyung moaned, and began grinding his wet cock against Jimin's soft cock, who whined from sensitivity.

Taehyung comforted him, and began grinding down on Jungkook's face as well as Jimin.

"Oh, fuck, Kook," he panted.

He looked at the others again.

Yoongi had fallen asleep. His cock was still out, and cum was drying in his hand.

Hoseok was sitting on Namjoon's lap, the man's cock still nestled inside, and Namjoon's hand was covering Hoseok's as they jerked Hoseok off together.

Jin was alone on the bigger chair now, but he was back to jerking off.

As soon as Jungkook finished eating Taehyung out, Taehyung watched Jin let go of his cock, before standing up.

"Okay, Jungkook. It's my turn now."

Taehyung shivered.

Suddenly, he realized Jimin had fallen asleep, too.

Hoseok and Namjoon quickly moved to the now empty seat, and Namjoon immediately began pounding into Hoseok, putting a hand over his mouth to keep him quiet.

Jin and Jungkook carefully picked Jimin up from Taehyung, and set him on the couch next to Yoongi.

In their sleep, the two gravitated towards each other, cuddling together.

"We'll clean them up when we're done," Jin told Jungkook.

"Jin hyung," Taehyung whined, already stroking himself as he waited his turn with Jin.

Jin chuckled, "I'm coming, baby."

He got on the couch, and leaned down to kiss Taehyung sweetly.

He only lubed his cock, but Taehyung's hole was still dripping wet from Jungkook's spit.

Jungkook stood next to the couch and jerked off as he watched Jin guide his cock into Taehyung's hole, before Jin leaned down and pecked Taehyung a few times.

Taehyung glanced at Hoseok and Namjoon.

Namjoon was still pounding away, Hoseok whimpering and a tear rolling down his face.

He looked up at Jungkook, and opened his mouth.

Jungkook got the message, coming to straddle Taehyung's head like Yoongi had done earlier, slipping his cock in.

He began fucking Taehyung's throat while Jin sped up his thrusts.

Jin leaned closer to watch Jungkook's cock moving in and out of Taehyung's throat.

"You've done so well for all of us today, Taehyung," Jin said sincerely, "you took us so pliantly. You're such a good boy for us, aren't you?"

Taehyung preened from the praise, and grabbed Jin's hand, squeezing it three times.

Jin chuckled, "I love you too, baby. We all do. You're so good for us. Isn't he, Jungkookie? Isn't your Taehyung hyung good for you?"

"He's so good, hyung," Jungkook said gruffly, breathlessly, "you're letting me use your throat so nicely, Taehyung. Feel so good."

"Jungkook, come here," Jin said.

Jungkook pulled out of Taehyung's mouth, and Taehyung watched curiously.

"Get up for a second, baby," Jin instructed.

Hoseok and Namjoon were watching curiously, too, still fucking.

Taehyung was helped up by Jungkook, as his legs were too shaky.

It was only then that he realized his robe was still on.

Jungkook helped him out of it, letting it flutter to the ground.

Jin laid down on the couch where Taehyung had been, and then looked at him, "lay back down, Taehyung, on top of me."

Taehyung was slightly confused, but he did as told.

He laid gently on Jin, who easily slipped back into him.

"Jungkook, come open him more. We're gonna double penetrate him."

Jungkook groaned, and Taehyung whimpered, spreading his legs eagerly.

Jungkook sat between not only Taehyung's legs, but also Jin's legs, now, too.

He began lubing his fingers, and Jin held still while Jungkook slipped his pointer finger slowly, slowly into Taehyung, inch by inch.

It burned, but Taehyung's cock lurched,and Jin wrapped his hand around it quickly, slowly jerking Taehyung.

Taehyung whimpered continually as Jungkook slowly but surely worked three fingers into Taehyung, between the walls of his hole and Jin's pulsing cock.

"Go ahead and slip in, bun," Jin instructed Jungkook, "be careful, though, don't hurt Tae."

Jungkook nodded, and lubed his cock, before smearing the rest at the top of Taehyung's entrance

Then, Jungkook was slowly pushing in.

Taehyung cried out at the burning. But again, his cock swelled in Jin's hand.

His eyes rolled back as Jungkook bottomed out, just before the two of them began alternatingly thrusting into Taehyung.

It was slow at first, but once the burn was gone, they sped up.

Taehyung angled his hips down as they picked up speed, and almost screamed when they began to hit his prostate head on.

Since they were alternating, there was only a split second of time where one of the blunt heads of their weeping cocks wasn't punching against his prostate.

He gripped Jin's free hand, the older's right hand still on Taehyung's cock, jerking him in time with his own thrusting.

Jungkook's hands were holding Taehyung's hips steady.

Jin began sucking dark bruises into Taehyung's neck, holding his hand so sweetly, pounding his prostate head-on each time.

Taehyung's pretty sure he blacked out as he came, cumming harder than ever, his cum squirting up in thick ribbons high into the air.

When he came to, Jin and Jungkook weren't in him anymore.

They were wiping his body down with hot rags.

He looked over and saw Namjoon wiping Yoongi down, putting the boy's soft cock back into his pants.

Hoseok was cleaning Jimin, who'd also woken up, but just barely, struggling to drink a cup of water, spilling some on his shirt.

He heard Hoseok whispering praises to Jimin as he kissed his chubby cheeks, softly caressing him as he cleaned him.

Jin saw that he was awake, as he was cleaning the upper half of him.

"Hi, baby," he cooed, and leaned down to kiss Taehyung's forehead, "you passed out for a bit. How are you feeling?"

Jungkook handed him a cup of water like Jimin's, and he drank absentmindedly.

He took a moment to assess himself.

He was tired beyond hell. His hips were sore. His ass was in so much pain. His cock was probably raw from all the jerking and Jimin riding it, and was sensitive as Jungkook cleaned it with a rag. But his head was fuzzy and nice.

He looked at Jin with foggy eyes, and leaned forward to kiss him.

"I'm tired, but I'm okay," he said in a raspy, quiet voice, finishing his water and setting the cup aside.

He didn't want to wake Yoongi, and he could see Jimin was already falling asleep again, Hoseok taking his empty water cup.

"How's Jiminie?" He asked Jin.

"He's in subspace. Hoseok's taking care of him. Yoongi is okay too, he just fell asleep from exhaustion. Namjoon's with him."

Taehyung nodded.

"Finished," Jungkook declared, "how are you, hyung?"

Taehyung smiled softly at Jungkook, who was now setting aside the rag he'd been cleaning Taehyung with.

"I'm good," Taehyung stated.

Jungkook nodded.

"I'm gonna take Jimin to bed," Hoseok said.

"He and Yoongi can sleep together," Namjoon added.

Taehyung watched as Namjoon and Hoseok carried the two sleeping boys out of the room, Hoseok limping mildly.

Taehyung continued to lay on the couch as Jin and Jungkook finished cleaning up the room.

By the time they finished, Namjoon and Hoseok came back, and headed to taeheyung.

They both crouched in front of him.

"How are you, baby?" Namjoon whispered, brushing his hair from his forehead.

Hoseok held his hand and kissed it a few times, before nuzzling into it and giving Taehyung a, tired, sunshine smile.

"I'm okay, hyungs," Taehyung reassured, with a tired giggle, "but I'm exhausted and so sore now."

The two men smiled at him.

"Did you enjoy today, though?" Namjoon asked, nervously.

Taehyung blushed, recounting everything that has happened.

He wasn't sure where he and the boys stood now, relationship wise. But he definitely wanted to do this again.

And he told the boys that.

"I agree," Hoseok nodded, "this was amazing."

Namjoon nodded, too, "my head hasn't been this quiet in ages. Plus, I feel so much closer to all of you now, even if I didn't do anything with some of you. But, I'd love to do it again."

"I want to discuss where this will lead our relationship from now on, tomorrow," Taehyung said.

The other two nodded seriously.

"I do, too, Taehyung," Hoseok said, patting Taehyung's chest, "but let's get some sleep now. We're all worn out."

Taehyung smiled, and just then Jin and Jungkook came over.

"Let's get you into bed, Taehyung," Jin said.

Namjoon kissed Taehyung's forehead, and then Hoseok did, before they both stood up.

"We're gonna sleep in my room tonight," Namjoon informed them.

"Okay," Jin said, "goodnight, then."

Jungkook hugged both of them, before they were both leaving the room with one more kiss to Taehyung.

"I'll carry you, sweetheart," Jin said gently, and Taehyung lifted his arms and let Jin pick him up, collapsing into his chest as Jin began to carry him down the hallway.

Jungkook followed behind, and held Taehyung's hand.

They made it to Taehyung's room, but the boy stopped Jin before they entered.

"Can I sleep in your bed, Jin hyung?" He asked, his speech slightly slurred from sleepiness.

Jin chucked, "of course, Tae. Jungkookie baby?" He said.

Jungkook perked up, standing unsurely as the two had already decided to sleep together.

"Do you wanna sleep with Tae and hyung?"

Jungkook lit up, and nodded excitedly.

Jin chuckled again, and then he was carrying Taehyung further down the hallway, into his own room.

They passed Yoongi's room, and saw him and Jimin cuddled together inside, sleeping soundly.

Then, they passed Namjoon's room, and he and Hoseok were cuddled together already asleep, Namjoon snoring loudly and Hoseok's mouth lax, wide open.

They made it to Jin's room, and Jungkook pulled the sheets back, beginning to make the bed for sleeping.

When Jin set Taehyung on the bed, it was then that he noticed he was the only one of the boys still naked.

In the living room, while he was passed out, Namjoon and Hoseok must have dressed themselves, Yoongi, and Jimin.

And Jin and Jungkook must have dressed themselves, too.

But they couldn't just put Taehyung back into his ruined bath robe.

He blushed, staring down at his lap.

There were marks on his body. His cock was soft, but it was red from how much stimulation it had gotten. And his hips had pretty bruises on them, from multiple hands holding them tightly.

Even his wrists had faint marks from when Hoseok had been holding them.

He jumped when Jin placed some of his own clothes next to Taehyung, who chuckled in responce.

"Didn't mean to startled you, baby," he said quietly.

Taehyung smiled warmly up at him.

He let Jin dress him in one of his own tshirts, then helped Jin to put Jin's shorts on him.

Then, Jin picked Taehyung back up and laid him in the middle of his bed.

Jungkook was already laying in the left side, and cuddled into Taehyung when the older was settled in.

Jin turned his lamp off, and got in on Taehyung's right, turning on his side and laying his arm across both of them.

"Goodnight, my babies," he whispered, "hyung loves you both."

"Goodnight, hyung," they both said.

"I love you, too," Taehyung muttered, at the same time Jungkook whispered, "love you too, hyung."

Taehyung fell asleep right after that, sandwiched between the two.

Jin and Jungkook shared fond looks, before they settled in, drifting off soon after, leaving the Bangtan household silent and peaceful.