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[ Changing Room Tour🐱🏀 ]

Yg meets the players and gets some extra gifts from them after the practice

(🐱xSţěpheñ,Ďřāymond,Jöřdañ)
#bttmyoon #bottomyoongi

- nsfw, around 2k words
- bttm!yg
- blowjobs, spitroasţīng, cream🥧
- pure fiction, pls enjoy!

He literally couldn't sit still in his seat anymore. The practice lasted for a little over an hour and he was mentally torn between enjoying the game and wanting it to enough already.

He loved every minute of it. But earlier before they started, just after the meeting and filming with the wařřiors he managed to exchange a couple of words with some of the members. They were complimenting him endlessly, making him flustered and giggly.

He must have run his hands through his hair no less times than a certain someone he knew. They exchanged some jokes and little by little they understood each other better. No wonder Ygs radar was going haywire.

The sportsmen kindly invited him to take a brief tour after they're done and he happily agreed. To be honest, he was ready to jump and clap his hands from how giddy he felt. So as he sat watching he was clapping his hands and smiling as wide as he could.

Yg cheered for the players although it wasn't a match yet. Finally, with a whistle everybody scrambled to leave. Most of his staff that was with him left for lunch but Yg had other plans.

He asked his manager to wait around, staying nearby just in case, and walked up to three players who were already conversing among themselves.

- Nice practice guys, - he said.

- Thank you, thank you, - they replied amicably. They looked tired but not worn out yet.

- I was just thinking of taking you up on that offer, - Yg said slowly. They gave each other knowing smiles and invited him to follow them to the the door on the other side of the the court. Sliding in one after another they closed it behind themselves.

- So here is our changing room, - Sţephēn said, - A little newer than in a regular school.

Everyone laughed as they threw a glance on how well and modern it was equipped.

- But nothing is different from what is used to be like in our times.

- Yeah, - Yg agreed. He walked around, looking at the posters and photographs on the walls when he heard Dřaymōnd say:

- I really like you style.

- Oh, my style? - he asked, walking towards the bench all of the three of them sat.

- Yeah, love it. We all do right, guys?

There were affirmations from the other two and Yg supressed the urge to rub at his chest and clasped his hands together in front of him instead.

Jōřdan motioned at his hair and said that he looks like a prince. Or princess.

Yg preened, not expecting to be called that, and put both his palms on his face.

- Look what you did guys, he's all shy now - D commented, motioning for the idol to come closer. Yg walked up close to them, fingers now straightening his cardigan. He puffed up his chest and that too attracted their attention.

- Do you work out? I see some muscle in there, - S pointed at his chest and Yg slowly ran his hands on his pecs.

He unbuttoned his cardigan, looking down curiously on one and the other buff muscle, noticing also that his nipples were standing out against the white material of his tshirt.

- You can take it off, it's quite warm in here, - J suggested with a wide grin.

- Okay, - Yg agreed simply, taking the item off completely before it was taken from his hands and put aside.

- You definitely do work out, - A laid his giant palm on his chest and clasped the other on his shoulder. - Looks really nice.

He pulled the producer closer and he was standing right next to them.

The players, despite sitting down, still looked impressively big, muscles bulging as they moved.

- You look nice too, - he said with a little accent and that got the men in front of him grinning widely.

- If you want you can have a feel, - D offered and they all gave Yg their biceps and forearms to touch. He clasped his hands on the tan skin and had a feel of the hard flesh under his fingers. His little mouth formed an "o" as he touched and pawed at their toned body parts.

- But you know, to be able to play you need to have really fit legs, - S told him while slightly lifting the hem of his shorts, - Here, see this.

He patted himself on his thigh and Yg bent to touch their legs, feeling week at the knees at how muscular they were.

He felt a hand on his back pushing him down and he eagerly kneeled to have a more thorough exploration.

He rubbed at the legs, fingertips going under the shorts, not wandering too far yet. He was teasing, playing with fire and soon both his wrists were grabbed tightly.

J put Ygs hand on his already bulging dick and massaged it using the idol's palm.

- Have a feel of that too.

S did the same with his other hand and Yg palmed at their thick cocks straining inside his clothes.

He was kneeling directly between D's knees and wish he had another limb to have a feel of that too.

- You want mine too? - D asked and cooed when the idol nodded, pouting, - Aww don't worry, I can show you myself.

He pulled his shorts down and fisted his length in front of Yg.

He put his big hand on the back of his head and Yg felt so small among those men. He felt pressure on his hair and he bent down, touching the tip with just his lips. D sighed, moving his girth to rub along Ygs mouth, smearing precome before pushing inside his pretty mouth.

Yg felt his jaw straining even though just the cockhead has entered. He kept his both hands on S's and J's cocks, already free from the confines of clothes and realized even with his long fingers he only just managing to clasp his hands around them properly.

He suckled on the cockhead inside his mouth, languidly circling his tongue around it as he jerked the other two players off.

They didn't sit idly and after pouring some lube on his hands for a better glide they touched his hair and face, cupped his chin and tweaked his protruding nubs.

- Hnnm, - Yg moaned at the feeling of rough fingerpads on his nipples and opened his mouth wider, letting himself slide on the sharr a bit deeper.

- Cute, - he heard someone say.

S and J thrusted into his hands that were moving sufficiently on their lengths and lifted his white tshirt to squeeze his chest.

- God, it fits so good in my hands. - S said and palmed at Ygs peck, lightly shaking it.

The idol couldn't say a word as his mouth was busy working the hard length with his tongue and throat. He felt his cheeks go crimson at the praise and he shuffled on his knees.

- I think we should make our dear guest more comfortable, - D offered and pulled Yg off his cock, easily picking him up to sit him on his lap.

The idol squeaked which prompted the players to laugh and touch his pretty face and neck, glide their palms down his stomach.

They easily got rid of his clothes, leaving him bare under their watchful gazes. Now Yg never considered himself of an average size, more than that, he was on a bigger side. But looking at his how hardened dick the players' cocks looked humongous.

That made him twitch on his stomach and all three men were fast to grapple at it, thumbing at the tip and cupping his balls while holding him down on D's lap securely.

They got the lube and poured it generously on his crack.

- Wow, how are you so pink.

- Like candy.

- Wonder if you're sweet like that too. - S said, awed, spitting on his hand and jerking the veiny shaft.

Ygs legs were pressed together and lifted upwards, knees almost in his own face.

His tight entrance was prodded and thrust into with big fingers, stretching him nice and wide around the digits.

- You're so dainty, - D said helping his teammates lift the idol up to slowly lower on his own cock.

Yg felt like he was split into two. Only the tip was in yet and he already felt like it's his limit.

- Ah, it won't fit, - he whined, grabbing onto the strong vejny sets of arms that were supporting him as if he weighed nothing.

- Don't you worry, doll, - J soothed him with a ruffle to his long wavy hair, - You're going to take it all with excellence.

Slowly, inch by inch, they lowered the mewling man onto the cock until his ass was flush with D's hips.

He was a whining mess, trying to stay still but seemingly unable to do so. He grinded his hips and the pressure within his walls was so good he spurted ropes of come in front of him.

- Good boy! Yeah! - They praised.

Not giving him much time to recover they moved at the "come here" motion of Ygs hand and saw him taking a cock in each hand as he was being speared on the girth underneath him. He moaned and cursed so cutely, they couldn't stop praising him.

Yg felt the pace increased and with D's low grunt he was filed with hot come. He was again lifted up to kneel on the bench this time. His mouth was full of S's thick length as his puffy entrance was tapped with J's massive cock.

It entered the used hole, lube and come squelching obscenely and submerged in his tight heat. Yoongi felt a jab to his prostate at every thrust and he kept moaning around the girth in his mouth.

He was choking on it, saliva dribbling on his chin down to the bench, but gave mo sign of stopping. He was hungry, wanting to be filled to the brim and fucked so good it will be a difficulty for him to walk.

He almost jumped at the harsh spank that landed on his ass, leaving a bright mark. D spanked him while J kept posting his hips, ruining his pretty litle ass that took their cocks so well.

S pulled his cock out and rubbed the tip all over his flushed cheeks and reddened lips.

- Wanna come on your cute face, doll, - he said, stroking his shaft. - Wanna ask me nicely?

Yoongi whined pathetically.

- Come on my face please, - he said with a lisp and soon hot splashes landed on his face chaotically, covering him in thick release.

He licked everything he could reach with his tongue and clicked it, savoring the bitter taste.

- Good boy, - they praised him as he cried out at rapid thrusts in his ass that soon ended with J releasing inside.

Keeping his cock buried deep the player grabbed Ygs pink cock and fisted it until it became hard in his palm.

- Ah, ah, ah!! P-Please, - he was asking but not sure what for. Hands parted his legs and fondled his balls to make him come faster.

He was so lost in his pleasure he wasn't sure who was who anymore.

All that was in his mind was his own release now. He came with a squeal, making the men around him laugh. He was panting and wheezing, having spent all his energy.

They lifted Yg off the cock and spread his asscheeks for everyone to see. Yg kept the come gathered inside go, let it spill out and show the men how well they filled and satisfied him.

- I, - he scrambled to stand up, - I can't walk.

There was a pout in his voice and the players cooed at him, ruffling his hair and patting him on his chest and shoulders.

- Don't worry doll. We'll help you wash.

- Return you nice and pretty, everything will be just the same as it was before.

Yg chuckled shyly now that their attention was back on his face.
- If not a little happier, - he said with a cute wide grin that matched the feeling of content inside.

He finally made true his old y/n fantasy he used to write.

~the end~

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