mascot
xiumin/exo | 6k | rated nc-17 | language, group sex, unprotected sex, chanyeol's pov
the soccer team is doing better than ever and their little mascot might have something to do with it.
note: we're all adults here (hopefully) YES NO ONE ON THE SOCCER TEAM IS STRAIGHT. suspend disbelief and enjoy yourself. !!!also!!! not really totally pwp because i gave attention to xm's relationship with each player and THEN jumped into the groupsex stuff after like 4k words lmao forgive me!! ((you should also note that there are allusions to minseok bottoming, topping, and getting sideways so if you have strict preferences..... skip aroudn?))
mascot;
There's a rumor going around school that the soccer team's mascot will get on his knees for anyone, will let you fuck him behind the bleachers, and sits pliant and wanton on the team members' laps after they win a game.
The rumor doesn't hold much validity since everyone knows Kim Minseok is the team mascot and he's the epitome of orderliness. He's been the class president three years in a row and looks like he belongs in middle school.
The locker room holds different secrets.
It's Chanyeol's turn, but Sehun is monopolizing Minseok's time and body like the little shit he is. The image isn't terrible, though. Minseok had finished his shower earlier (indulging in loud, wall sex with Zitao; the underclassmen with his face pressed against the wall muttering obscenities in mandarin) and had spotted Sehun on the bench. He had made his way over, slipping onto his lap and letting the younger boy throw his towel to the side.
Now, he's guiding Sehun's cock inside himself and sighing contentedly, rocking back and forth.
Sehun is leaning back against the lockers, legs spread and holding Minseok's thighs apart, and he's watching Minseok's face with reverence.
Other team members are filtering out, tired from the game and tired of jerking off to a boy that won't give them a second's time.
It's just Chanyeol sitting across from them, because it's his turn, goddamn it.
"Fuck," Minseok breathes out, trembling hands on Sehun's shoulders, and he throws his head back as Sehun catches his waist and speeds him up.
Sehun slips forward on the bench a little causing Minseok to gasp, Sehun's cock snug inside him.
"Jesus Christ," Sehun growls, hand slipping around Minseok's waist and down his back to grab a handful of his ass. He leaves behind red finger marks that make Chanyeol squirm.
Sehun pants and picks up speed, slamming Minseok down on his dick and picking him up to do it again. Over and over until Minseok cries out and Sehun is coming inside him in long, languid jerks.
Chanyeol is so hard it's painful, but the ache eases as Minseok gets off of Sehun's cock and stands up on shaky legs.
Sehun reaches a hand out as if to bring Minseok back down on his lap and Minseok laughs, swinging his hips a little as he turns around to look at Chanyeol.
He spreads his arms, looking like a little kid, and Chanyeol scrambles off the bench and gathers Minseok up in his arms.
He feels so small and vulnerable, but Chanyeol knows better. He has a scar on his leg from where Minseok kicked him once for jokingly calling him a whore. He'd said, having a healthy sexual appetite and many handsome boys at my disposal doesn't make me a whore, kid, as Chanyeol had curled up on the floor holding his leg.
Chanyeol heaves Minseok up by the waist as Minseok wraps his legs around him and lays his head on Chanyeol's shoulder.
Sehun is cleaning himself up as Chanyeol lays Minseok down on one of the exercise mats at the corner. Minseok whines about the sweat, but Chanyeol kisses him quiet. He softly spreads Minseok's legs apart and sinks two fingers into his hole, eating up Minseok's groan.
Despite everything, despite the fact that Minseok will let boys jerk off at his face and will lick up the come, everyone always treats him with respect. Always gives him everything he wants and showers him with boundless affection.
It's just the way Minseok is. Prim and proper and angelic and awful and mean and kind. A twist of contrasts wrapped up in such a pretty package that every dirty touch turns into a hesitant, gentle one.
Minseok wraps his arms around Chanyeol neck and says, "Fuck me," and Chanyeol is nothing if not an opportunist.
Out of the freshmen, Minseok likes Sehun the best. Chanyeol knows this because Sehun gets sucked off even after dumping a bucket of Gatorade on Minseok after winning a game, the older boy blinking up at him through sticky eyelashes as he takes Sehun into his mouth.
But, he thinks Jongin might be a close second. Minseok always looks at him with soft, fond eyes as Jongin blushes and stutters.
Around anyone else, Jongin is bold and playful. Perhaps it's the age difference with Minseok being a senior and Jongin being a junior, but that's never bothered Sehun or Zitao.
Either way, when Jongin does manage to ask for something, Minseok gives it to him with his whole heart. Whether it's sex or just a kiss. And, it usually is just a kiss.
The other boys always tease Jongin for being in love, for being romantic, and Minseok rolls his eyes and glares at them until they shut up.
Considering the fact that Minseok is their mascot, he spends a lot of time out of his black panther outfit. He says it's stuffy and on a hot day, it's basically a furnace. Chanyeol doubts anyone cares he doesn't wear it since he wears tight, black shorts instead.
The point they do care about is whose jersey Minseok will wear before the game.
Minseok wears Luhan's jersey the most, because it's close to his size and Luhan is the team captain. Of course, there are the unsaid sentiments about Minseok adoring Luhan and them being halfway married in the high school sense.
Chanyeol likes their dynamics, the way they hold the team together calmly and with grace. And, when they walk down the halls, soccer team captain and class president, they look invincible.
Some people, however, aren't so sweet for their dynamics.
Luhan's little 'fanclub', for instance, would like it very much if Kim Minseok were to fall into a ditch. Chanyeol, and the other teammates, try their best to steer Minseok away from the fanatics, but they can't protect him all the them. Not that Minseok really needs protecting, but it's the sentiment that counts.
The fans usually say the cliches, the slurs, the Oppa/Hyung deserves better than a slut. The classic, Oppa/Hyung is mine. They sound absurd and if Luhan ever catches them in the middle of it, he yells at them until he goes red in the face, Minseok standing behind him looking bored and checking his nails.
Of course, Chanyeol thinks, there are people in the team that also have an aversion to Luhan and Minseok's relationship, but that's just what Minseok does to those boys.
Minseok's relationship with the goalie is perhaps the sweetest, the sunny exchange student showering Minseok with carefree, unrestrained affection. Zhang Yixing is adored by everyone and he makes Minseok smile just by talking. They walk hand in hand, swinging their arms, and share eskimo kisses in the locker rooms. Looking at them in public, you could never guess the sort of filthy adventures they get up to.
But, Chanyeol has had the misfortune (fortune, really) of running into them in the supply closet, Minseok bent over with his ass red and in Yixing's hands. Dirty, horrible lines had spilled out of Yixing's normally sweet mouth, the goalie slapping Minseok's ass and telling him to fucking move. And, the way he'd said you love cock, don't you, would do anything for it, want it down your ass, your throat, that's all you're good for, had been sorely out of place from his usual tenderness.
Chanyeol had walked back to the locker room on shaky legs, his mind filled with images that made his dick hard and his palms sweat.
Diffusing two big personalities gets you Kyungsoo and Minseok, miniature devils with big eyes (one set blinking innocently and the other staring). Chanyeol isn't terrified of either of them, knows their hearts are puddles of goo, and he can tuck them under his arms so easily.
Kyungsoo is different with Minseok. Despite being calmly disobedient to other seniors, he listens to Minseok and he respects his opinions, savors his compliments.
He's the only one who hasn't participated in circle jerks, says it's demeaning to Minseokie hyung.
Chanyeol wonders why that sentiment changes when he asks Minseokie hyung to spread his legs in the showers.
For a while, Chanyeol suspects that Minseok's affections are directly proportional to an individual's soccer skills as Luhan gets the longest kisses, but he's forced to reevaluate when he considers Minseok's relationship with Jongdae.
Kim Jongdae is one of the defenders. He's all grace when he's singing, but on the field, he's a bit conserved and is best near the goal. He's not the aggressor of the team by any stretch, but he's the one Minseok sits with at lunch, feeding the left back slices of apples as Jongdae animatedly tells some story about some unfortunate freshman.
Jongdae is also the only one Minseok melts for, the only one he degrades himself to whine for. He's clingy and needy and god awful cute with Jongdae, and Chanyeol doesn't mind a spectator.
He also gets to see the faint blush Minseok sports when Jongdae smiles at him and slips his dick past Minseok's lips.
It's the day of the final match of the season and Minseok is sitting on the bench with his legs crossed, face in his hands as he watches the game nervously. Chanyeol tries to shoot him a reassuring smile but also gets hit in the head with the ball. Minseok covers his eyes with his hands and only looks up when the crowd yells.
Luhan is shooting down the field, looking wild and powerful, and he makes an precise pass to Jongin, who dribbles the ball past the opposing team with the sort of finesse the senior players have.
He shoves past a defender and kicks the ball towards the goal. Chanyeol runs down the side of the field, ready to get the ball if it rebounds, but it slips through the goalie's legs and hits the net right in the middle.
The crowd gets on their feet, chanting Seoul High School's name, and Jongin runs down the field, pointing at the screaming students and grinning. He's caught by the waist by Luhan who ruffles his hair and presses their foreheads together. They're piled on by the other team members and Chanyeol comes in last, throwing his arms around the huddle.
Zitao breaks out of the hug first to go pick up their coach, an old, impressionable man that's retired from teaching. The rest of the team follows suit, racing towards the benches and picking Mr. Song up. Chanyeol spots Minseok at the side being kissed by Luhan and then being tugged away by Kyungsoo, who nuzzles his nose into Minseok's hair.
Chanyeol drags both of them in, pressing a gross kiss on Minseok's sweaty forehead, and grins at his teammates.
It's been a really great fucking day.
And, later, in the locker room, the day is going to get better because they won and Minseok is very into trophies.
Some boys prefer the locker room; on the benches, in the showers, or on the mats. Some boys prefer an empty bedroom in the middle of a trashy party. Chanyeol prefers the classroom. There's a certain thrill about untucking Minseok's pristine, perfect uniform and reducing him to a whimpering mess.
Minseok stays behind after school to clean the classroom up because he's overly responsible and actually enjoys the task. Sometimes, Chanyeol stays behind too and skips up the stairs to the seniors' floor to catch Minseok in an empty classroom.
He gets eye-rolls at first, reluctantly fond kisses next, a little hand against his chest and an authoritative don't you dare ruin my uniform after that. Then, he gets Minseok crowding him against the chalkboard and cupping his dick through his pants, rolling and squeezing.
"This is highly inappropriate," Minseok whispers, craning his neck and stretching up on his toes to meet Chanyeol's lips, "Think about the sanctity of education."
He shoots Chanyeol a wink before dropping to his knees.
They're all messing around on the field since it's friday and the weather is especially nice. Luhan's been in a good mood for the whole practice seeing as they haven't been subjected to running ladders on the track.
Chanyeol's attention isn't on the sun, though. It's at the source of the peeling laughter in the middle of the field. Minseok has Baekhyun caught by the throat and, by the looks of it, is actively trying to shove the boy's face into the grass while laughing. Minseok hooks a leg around Baekhyun's and trips the midfielder over, promptly sitting on his stomach and sweeping his nimble fingers across Baekhyun's collarbones.
Baekhyun shrieks out, half laughing and half yelling, and tries to buck Minseok off of him, but their mascot is infamous for his quiet strength. They grapple for dominance and Baekhyun catches Minseok off guard by surging up and kissing the corner of his mouth.
Minseok is startled, loosens his grip for just a second and is flipped over, legs up around Baekhyun's waist. Chanyeol laughs at the scowl on Minseok's face and then chokes a little as Baekhyun holds Minseok's wrists and presses his hands up above his head and into the cool grass. Minseok's scowl melts into a cocky smile that matches Baekhyun's and he rolls his hips up, sliding a leg up high around Baekhyun.
Baekhyun grins down at him, eyes wide open and mischievous. Chanyeol knows the things Baekhyun likes to do to Minseok. They had gotten high together once, shot gunning just because it seemed like a cool thing to do, and Baekhyun had confessed his dirty secrets to him in a slow, monotone drawl.
Chanyeol knows that when Baekhyun runs gentle fingers through Minseok's hair, tugging once he reaches the ends, what he really wants is Minseok on his hands and knees holding himself open and looking over his shoulder while begging. He wants Minseok between his legs, Minseok's fingers inside him and Minseok's mouth at his throat.
Baekhyun wants Minseok looking at him with the type of reverence only Luhan and Jongdae get to see.
They're laughing again as Minseok playfully pretends to knee Baekhyun's side. Baekhyun dramatically yells, holding his side and rolling off of Minseok. Chanyeol hears a faint, you've killed me, before Minseok laughs and stands up. Baekhyun spreads his arms out on the grass and closes his eyes against the sun.
Minseok looks down at him with the sort of softness Baekhyun will probably never get to see himself and holds a hand out.
"Come on, get up," he says and Baekhyun squints his eyes open. He sits up, takes Minseok's hand, and lets himself be pulled up. On his feet, he has an inch on the mascot and the distance feels a lot longer when he catches Minseok by the waist and pulls him up against his chest. Minseok fakes an elbow to Baekhyun's throat and his smile looks like it might break his face.
Baekhyun looks at him through hooded eyes and Chanyeol isn't surprised when they leave hand in hand (well, Minseok's hand around Baekhyun's wrist, dragging him off the field) fifteen minutes before practice is over.
Chanyeol is always fascinated by how everything happened, how Minseok fused himself a place inside all ten of them. Minseok was initially friends with Luhan, used to come watch his games when Luhan was still just a rookie, and then during senior year, he took over the role of the mascot just because no one else wanted to wear the black panther suit.
And, then, someone (Baekhyun or Zitao) caught Minseok sucking Luhan off in the locker room after a game. The next day, someone spread the news and someone (definitely Sehun) directly asked Luhan if Minseok was his boyfriend. Luhan said Minseok was a Good Friend. Chanyeol still wonders about that, why Luhan didn't stake a claim when he had the chance, when had all the reason to, but knowing Minseok, he thinks he understands why.
Minseok is a social butterfly, is friends with everyone despite his quiet nature, and that part of his personality translates over fluidly into his sex life. He likes change, he likes feeling different things. He could never settle for anyone, not even Luhan.
Chanyeol remembers how it all started. Luhan had been driving them particularly hard for so early in the season and Sehun had gotten worked up, yelling about how soccer was the least of his worries, how Luhan could stick it where the sun shines.
He'd bitten out something mean about Minseok and how if the little president sucked them off, maybe it'd help with the morale.
It had taken Chanyeol and two other players to hold Luhan back from punching through Sehun's teeth, but Minseok, who had been sitting on the bleachers doing his homework and waiting for Luhan, had simply walked up to them with a smile on his face.
Chanyeol thinks he'll never forget how beautiful he looked in that moment, how he made Sehun look small.
Let's take this inside, kid.
Sehun had followed Minseok back into the locker rooms and had come out half an hour later on shaky legs with a dazed grin on his face.
Luhan had seemed horrified and Chanyeol almost felt bad for wanting to be Sehun in that moment in time.
After a while, as Minseok starts to reluctantly befriend all of them, everyone finds themselves on their knees in one way or another.
Minseok is rarely in the mood for all of them, but when he is, it's a sight behold. Perhaps it's the practice from being class president four years in a row, but he can really multitask. Chanyeol likes to spend these rare days in the background and then swoop in at the end when Minseok is properly sated, a little dopey, and melts at every touch.
He usually gets in the mood when they're over at one of the team members' houses for a party and just the team was invited and the parents are gone.
It starts off innocently.
Someone kissing Minseok's neck while someone else rubs his cock. Someone gets on someone else's lap, grinding. Bodies overlap and hands roam freely. There's an understanding, a level of comfort and security, within the team that makes these moments thrilling. Minseok lets himself be manhandled freely for once and when someone grabs him by the hair and tugs his head forward, he opens his mouth instead of threatening to kill them.
Kyungsoo hates these days. In private, he tells Chanyeol about values, about respect. Chanyeol rolls his eyes and asks him if he does it missionary style with Minseok. Kyungsoo blushes and Chanyeol gets stuck imagining Minseok spreading his palm across Kyungsoo's stomach and fucking him languidly.
In the moment, Kyungsoo sits back and only moves when Minseok reaches for him.
Once he really gets into it, Minseok sits down on someone's dick, jerks off someone else, and teases everyone else with little licks of his tongue.
Watching Minseok literally gag for it is a treat enough, but later, watching Minseok clean himself off and slip back into his pristine clothes is another thing in itself. Minseok never looks like he just took on ten guys and then begged for more. And, that just makes Chanyeol messier, makes him bite Minseok's neck and get shoved off.
"I want to fuck you behind the bleachers," Minseok whispers to Jongin and Chanyeol wonders if he knows everyone within a five feet radius can hear him. The tips of Jongin's ears are turning red and he coughs as he pretends to take notes. Minseok slides further down his seat, tapping his fingers along Jongin's thighs, and biting his lips, saying, "Want to know what all the hype is about."
Jongin's pencil slips out of his fingers and clatters onto the floor, but Chanyeol thinks the hassle is a small price to pay when he catches them later walking out of the class, Minseok stretching up to bite the soft flesh of Jongin's ear.
Jongin is like a well behaved cat under Minseok's touch and Chanyeol has only seen him slip out of that obedience once.
It had been a rough week for all of them and Minseok had teased Jongin until the boy was red in the face. And, then, he'd pushed harder, making light of Jongin's crush on him. Chanyeol had been baffled by the digs since Minseok is always, always extra sweet to Jongin, but he thinks it might have been a rough week for Minseok, too.
Either way, the little banter had ended with Jongin pinning Minseok against the lockers, body fully utilizing the strength that usually quietens for Minseok. Minseok had struggled against the hold, but Chanyeol had seen his eyes go dark with want and he'd seen the little swivel of his hips, grinding his ass back against Jongin.
Afterwards, Jongin had apologized and apologized until Minseok had kissed him and whispered something into his ear that had the boy smiling softly.
Chanyeol had finally understood the hold Minseok has over Jongin.
"Can I join?" Chanyeol asks and Minseok rolls his eyes, but doesn't stop him. Jongin laughs and grabs Minseok's hand, holds his other hand out to Chanyeol. They walk hand in hand until Chanyeol tries to ruffle Jongin's hair and they end up in a shuffle with an unimpressed Minseok standing over them, a fond grin threatening to undermine his authority.
Minseok dotes on Zitao the most (overall, seems to have some sort of a soft spot for all the Chinese transfers) and kisses his cheek when the midfielder scrapes his knee. Some days, Zitao pushes himself too hard, every inch a perfectionist, and has a permanent scowl on his face that seems to terrify everyone that doesn't know him. Those days, Minseok boxes him in against the lockers and looks up at him with a fond, stern smile, bringing his body flush against the player.
Chanyeol loves the picture they make together; Zitao tall and imposing, and Minseok small, but equally as imposing. And, the way Minseok pulls at Zitao's tie to pull him down to his level for a kiss makes Chanyeol smile.
There's only one other defender other than Jongdae and that's Junmyeon, the junior class's president. After one of their defenders left for China earlier in the year, they've maintained a ten-man team, but their defense is still as impenetrable as ever. Part of that power is Junmyeon who is lithe and small, but rarely lets a ball slip through.
Minseok is, for some reason, wildly protective of the defender. While Minseok is that unquestionable force of authority, Junmyeon is lenient and easy smiles and sometimes his class takes advantage of his kind nature.
In private, Minseok teases Junmyeon the most, says he's ugly when he cries, says his hair looks stupid parted that way, but during confrontations, Minseok is that dark force hovering behind Junmyeon as the president softly speaks.
Chanyeol remembers when some of the juniors had gotten worked up about a fundraiser, said the whole idea was stupid, and Minseok had shoved Junmyeon behind him. He'd looked livid, but his words came out soft and slow. Chanyeol had highly enjoyed the way the students' faces fell at each word.
If there's one thing Minseok absolutely can't stand, it's anyone fucking with his boys.
"Can you get me a bottle of water?" Minseok says. Well, mumbles into Jongdae's shoulder, but Yixing seems to understand what he wants and wordlessly walks over to the cooler. Jongdae grabs the bottle Yixing brings over and places it in Minseok's lap.
It's raining out and they're all clustered inside the dugout in the baseball field. Coach canceled practice ten minutes ago, but they've decided to stick around until everyone who needs a ride has a ride.
Luhan is talking to Jongin in the back, probably about some soccer strategy judging by his hand movements, and they're disrupted by a loud, cheerful Baekhyun. The three break into a scuffle and Kyungsoo, who had been seated quietly the whole time, makes a vague attempt at calming them down. In the end, he just inches away from them and lets himself be tucked under Sehun's arm while the midfielder talks to Zitao.
Yixing is now at Jongdae's side, hand curled around the boy's thigh, and Junmyeon is talking to Minseok in hushed tones next to them.
Chanyeol thinks they look perfect like this, overlapping and comfortable. He zones out for a little bit until someone pokes him at the side and pulls him into a confusing pile of laughter and skin.
They decide to move inside because it's cold and it's wet, and their rides won't be able to come for at least an hour. And, if they really want to leave, some of the seniors will drive them home later. For the time being, Minseok is on Kyungsoo's lap, hand fisted in thick, black hair.
He pulls the boy's head back and mouths as Kyungsoo's throat.
"I want to fuck you over the bench," Minseok whispers against the skin, nipping and biting, "Where anyone can see."
Kyungsoo has his hands on Minseok's hips, prim and formal like they're a married couple and Minseok isn't talking about fucking him in a room full of nine other boys.
Chanyeol is distracted from the image when someone sits down on the bench next to him and curls his hand around Chanyeol's. He looks to the side to see Jongin, flushed cheeks, and smiles, leaning to the side to press a kiss under his ear.
Chanyeol has a hand down his shorts, the one Jongin is curled around, and he jerks his cock slowly. There's no rush and Minseok isn't even naked yet.
Jongin rubs his clothed erection with his other hand, eyes fixed on Minseok, and groans when Kyungsoo slips his hand down the back of Minseok's shorts.
"Fuck," Minseok breathes out and Chanyeol echoes the sentiment mentally as Kyungsoo tugs Minseok's shorts down with his other hand until they're bunched up mid-thigh and Minseok's sweet ass is perched up on Kyungsoo's knees.
Kyungsoo wraps an arm around Minseok's waist and tugs him close for a kiss that's loud and needy and messy.
They twist around until Minseok slips off Kyungsoo's lap and onto the bench, still kissing, and Minseok hastily pushes his short off all the way, toeing them away once they're at his ankles. He's still wearing Luhan's jersey, the mesh fabric almost covering his beautiful, thick cock.
Sehun, whose mouth is red from kissing Zitao, sits down next to them on the bench and pulls Minseok away from Kyungsoo by the waist, turning the small boy around and grabbing his chin to tip him up for a kiss. Minseok goes willingly, one hand still on Kyungsoo, curling around his thigh and then rubbing at his erection. Sehun works his long, slender fingers down Minseok's body, lifting the jersey by running his hand up Minseok's back and nudging at Minseok's arms to get him to lift them. He pulls the jersey off and Minseok is naked now, squirming under the hands on him. Kyungsoo kisses the back of Minseok's neck and kisses the dip of his shoulders and then pulls back, rubbing himself lazily.
Luhan slips into the space emptied and grabs Minseok by the arm, pulling the boy off the bench and guiding him to the mats. Minseok is kiss-drunk and giddy, and paws at Luhan like a mischievous cat as the captain maneuvers him onto the mats and drops down on top of him. He nudges Minseok's legs apart and grins as he dips down for a kiss.
Minseok welcomes him with open arms, gathering him up and wrapping his legs around Luhan's waist.
They laugh into the kiss and Chanyeol's chest tightens at how complete they look, and he knows they're going to end up together someday. They've already planned to go to the same college and the rest of the boys won't get to see Minseok as much anymore. And, Luhan will finally have the sort of exclusiveness from Minseok he's been afraid to admit he wants.
For now, Luhan pulls away and rolls Minseok over, urging the boy to get on his hands and knees. Zitao walks over to the mats with a packet of lube that he drops near Luhan and then kneels on the leather. He pushes his shorts down and grabs Minseok by the hair, taking his cock in his hand and lining it up against Minseok's mouth. Minseok opens up for it eagerly, but Zitao teases him by rubbing the head of his cock along Minseok's cheek instead, precome staining the skin.
Minseok scowls and Zitao smiles, finally slipping his cock into Minseok's mouth. The mascot works the head first, licking and swirling his tongue around, and then dips in for more. He gags on it first, involuntarily tearing up, but doesn't relent.
Minseok has expressed his need for Zitao's long, thick cock on several occasions and he's flushed pink from sucking on it so enthusiastically.
The mascot nearly chokes when Luhan finally gets to work behind him, slipping a lube-coated finger inside him gently and working it in and out. Minseok moans, the sound muffled, and Zitao runs his fingers through Minseok's hair, settling on the back of his head as he begins moving his hips. He fucks Minseok's mouth in a steady rhythm, biting his lip as he takes in the sight, and Chanyeol hits his head on the lockers behind him when Jongin's grip on his tightens. And, then, the forward is slipping his hands out of Chanyeol's shorts and is walking towards the mats, tapping Zitao's shoulder. Zitao takes his time, dragging his cock out by pressing it along the inside of Minseok's cheek, and then edges away, jerking himself off slowly as Jongin replaces him.
The freshman is blushing, still somehow unused to Minseok like this, and Minseok smiles up at him reassuringly, licking his lips and winking.
Minseok balances himself on one hand as he uses the other to tug Jongin's shorts down and watches Jongin's dick spring out with hungry eyes.
"Fuck me," Minseok whispers and takes Jongin into his mouth in one quick motion, making the boy's eyes widen and go off-focus.
Luhan has two fingers inside Minseok now, working them in at a slow pace and making Minseok impatient. The mascot wriggles his ass back, asking for more, and Luhan leans forward to kiss along Minseok's spine as he works another finger in alongside the others, stretching Minseok carefully.
Jongin doesn't seem to know where he wants to look more, Luhan's fingers or Minseok's mouth. Minseok makes the decision for him, doing something with his tongue that makes Jongin whimpers and squeeze his eyes shut.
Minseok bobs his head to wring out more needy, little noises out of the freshmen and makes some of his own when Luhan pumps his fingers at a quick pace.
Jongin moves away on wobbly knees when Baekhyun nudges him away.
"If only the senior class could see their president now," Baekhyun says, mouthy and teasing as always, and Minseok bites the air around Baekhyun's dick in warning. Baekhyun pretends to be scared, cocky grin still in place, and moves in, laying a hand on top of Minseok's head. He guides the mascot's mouth onto his cock and hisses his approval when Minseok starts sucking, taking him in deeper with each bob of his head.
By now, Luhan has Minseok properly stretched and is getting up on his knees, sloppily pushing his shorts down and lining his dick up. He sinks into Minseok in one fluid motion and Chanyeol groans at the sight, hand tightening around his own girth as if imaging it's Minseok.
Luhan sets a slow pace, hands never settling one place and moving from squeezing Minseok's ass to thumbing the cheeks apart to running confident, claiming fingers around Minseok's back.
Junmyeon joins the group by settling in along Minseok's side and grabbing the mascot's cock in his pretty hand. He leans forward to whisper something in Minseok's ear that has the mascot blushing and Chanyeol is instantly curious to know what he might have said. Not much makes Minseok blush.
He's had the boy tell him he wants to put Chanyeol in a skirt and fuck him on the field without displaying any emotions.
Minseok moves off of Baekhyun's cock, gasping for air, and his mouth is red, wet, and so unbelievably enticing.
Kyungsoo, Sehun, Jongdae, Yixing, and Chanyeol are the only ones left on the benches, and they move to the mats one by one. Sehun takes Baekhyun's spot, and Jongdae kneels besides Luhan, kissing the captain's neck and whispering, "Yeah, that's right, fuck him," while splaying one hand on Minseok's ass.
Kyungsoo hangs back like he always does until Minseok pops his mouth off of Sehun's cock and urges him forward. He jerks Sehun off while he takes Kyungsoo inside his mouth.
Someone curses in Mandarin and Chanyeol hovers behind the group a little, pulling Baekhyun with him and kissing the boy.
He closes his eyes as he sinks into the kiss and when he finally opens his eyes, Yixing has replaced Luhan and Minseok is mouthing at Jongdae's cock, looking eager and coy.
Baekhyun wraps a hand around Chanyeol's length and works him boneless as he watches Minseok screw his eyes shut at a particularly sharp and accurate thrust from Yixing.
The thing about Yixing is, he watches in detail for the reactions he squeezes out of people and then he delivers it twofold. Minseok is nearly a sobbing mess by the time Yixing is done pounding into him.
Jongdae soothes him with gentle touches, slipping out of Minseok's mouth and moving back a little so he can bend down to gather Minseok up in a sweet kiss.
Chanyeol notices the ropes of come on Minseok's back and can't help moving forward to rub at it, painting Minseok's skin. They're not allowed to come inside Minseok and Minseok himself never comes inside them, and since everyone is clean, these sort of days usually end with Minseok covered with come. And, that's the sort of picture Chanyeol will most likely jerk off to once Minseok is away at college.
Luhan cleans Minseok off at the end, running a wet, warm washcloth over Minseok's pink, sweaty body. He kisses the sated mascot on the nose and pulls him up. Sehun, fresh out of a shower, pulls one of his hoodies out of the locker and slips Minseok into it. Zitao pulls Minseok up and onto the bench, Baekhyun bending down in front of them to slip Minseok's legs into his boxers. Zitao lifts Minseok up a little by the waist and Baekhyun snaps the boxers in place.
Minseok mumbles a thanks, eyes half-closed and a pleased smile on his face.
He looks comfortable, overlarge sweatshirt and bare legs, and Chanyeol can't help kissing him.
There is purity in the act. Somewhere. For instance, Minseok doesn't fuck anyone outside the soccer team. But, rumors spread in ugly half-truths and exaggerations and suddenly, someone from a rival soccer team is making a snide remark to Chanyeol while stealing the ball from between his legs. Chanyeol stumbles and his ears ring.
Maybe your little sex toy will let me fuck him if we win, huh, champ?
It pisses Chanyeol off because Minseok is the furthest thing from a toy. If anything, they're being used by him (however gladly, happily, willingly). And, this little weasel actually thinks Minseok would give him the time of the day.
In the second half of the game, he trips the player and holds his hands up with a wide grin on his face that has the referee yellow carding him in half a second.
Later, in the locker room, he grabs Minseok off of Junmyeon's lap (kissing the junior class's president gently on the lips while tucking his thick, blond hair behind his ear) and presses him against the lockers. Minseok glares at him a little, puts up an act of resisting, and eventually melts when Chanyeol tips his chin up and kisses the corner of his mouth.
He whispers, "You're prettier than flowers," and Minseok doesn't let him live it down for the rest of the month.