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Namjoons face was shoved down into the couch, the smell of leather infiltrating his nostrils. A ball gag shoved into his mouth while his hands are tied together and his legs are spread using a spreader bar.
Namjoon knew the safeword, all he had to do was snap his fingers twice and Yoongi and Jimin would stop and begin to untie and take care of him. He loved it both he loved being doted on and taken care of, but he also loved to be roughly fucked and treated like a toy, like a cheap whore, like Jimin and yoongis little bitch.
But it also made him ashamed….because he wasnt supposed to like this.
Because he was an alpha.
He was supposed to be strong and dominant, he was supposed to fuck omegas into submission.
Yet he didn’t.
He remembers when his first rut came. To many presenting as an Alpha was a blessing, but a curse to him.
He wasn’t this domineering tough guy everyone wanted to be, he was soft, he wanted to be called cute and be taken care of .
So everyone was expecting him to present as an omega.
Yet he didn’t, and it destroyed him because he knew he would never be a good alpha.
He was bullied relentlessly, omegas avoided him and Alphas called him names and beat him up almost every day.
He tried to transfer but was never able to successfully do it.
He managed to make a few beta friends but even then he knew he made them uncomfortable to some extent.
He was just grateful that they tolerated them.
His scent didn’t help.
Most Alphas have strong scents, minty, woodsy, warm scents that attract omegas.
But Namjoon has a powdery scent, it smelled good to many. But it wasn’t considered attractive.
He was often told he smelled like a baby, often called gross for that.
In his last year of highschool he tried to change , tried to be manly and tough.
The facade ended up working to some extent.
He used scent blockers to cover himself up and the bullying stopped.
He no longer made people uncomfortable to be around him and he couldn’t be happier.
But it didn’t work forever,
The one thing he couldn’t change.
His most shameful secret.
He liked to be fucked.
Whether it be an alpha, beta or even an omega.
He figured this out during his first rut, he had trouble popping his first knot, but then he stuck one finger in his ass and it all spilled out at once.
He hated it.
Hated that he was an alpha.
He should have just been an omega.
He remembers around April of senior year his rut came around.
He was in his room bouncing up and down on a large silicone dildo moaning rather loudly.
Only his mother was home and she was working, on the other side of the house so he didn’t bother locking the door.
The door flew open and Namjoon began to scramble trying to get his blanket thinking it was his mother.
But it wasn’t.
It was Homin.
An Alpha friend he had promised to tutor that day but had forgotten about it due to his rut.
Homin stared at Namjoon eyes wide, then he began to smirk, then he laughed hysterically.
“I fucking knew it, fucking knew your balls never dropped. What the fuck man this is fucking gross.”
He leaned down and hovered over Namjoon.
“If you like getting fucked so badly you could have just come to the soccer team, we wouldn’t mind having a fuck toy like you. Plus we dont have to worry about impregnating you like a woman or Omega.”
Namjoon whimpered “Please...just get out.”
Homin snickered.
“But baby...we were just getting to the fun bit.”
He caressed Namjoons thigh and Namjoon immediatley kicked him.
Homin stood up and smirked.
“Bye then...but wait until the school finds out that your a disgusting slut and a pathetic excuse for an Alpha.”
Namjoon cried for the rest of the day.
Back in present time Namjoon is still waiting for his master, Jimin and his Daddy, Yoongi.
Yoongi was a fellow Alpha to Namjoon, and Jimin was an Omega.
Yoongi was accepting of Namjoons prefrences, he didn’t see him as pathetic or weird. Yoongi didn’t see Namjoon as a whore he could just fuck as many times as he wished.
And Jimin could relate to Namjoon. Jimin had been seen as weird for an Omega, he had the perfect body of one though, he was muscular but not too muscular he had a amazing as and he knew it. He was also extremely cute when he wanted to be.
But he liked to top, he liked to dominate he hated the idea of being a traditonal omega which caused Alphas to avoid him. Some Alphas even saw him as something to be tamed yet Jimin never let them.
Namjoon was zapped out of his thoughts when a and came down and smacked his ass. He automatically knew it was Jimins from the size.
“Sorry for making you wait doll.” Jimin said his voice filled with dominance.
Namjoon whimpered, he loved being called doll.
He felt a hand grip his chin, Yoongis.
Yoongi whispered into his ear hot breath on his neck.
“Your such a good little slut Joonie, waiting for daddy and master so patiently.”
Namjoon nodded.
Jimin gripped his ass and began to spread his cheeks, inserting one finger into him. Making the Alpha shiver.
“How the hell does he always manage to stay so tight.” Jimin grunted as he inserted three more fingers.
Yoongi chuckled “Alphas work different than Omegas Jimin.”
“I know I know” Jimin smirked “not that im complaining, I love my dolls tight little hole.”
“Our dolls.” Yoongi corrected.
“Yeah yeah, dont get all possesive, although I will admit that its fucking hot.”
Namjoon whined feeling neglected.
Yoongi cooed looking down at him “Sorry doll, we won’t ignore you anymore.”
Jimin lubed up his fist and began to insert it into Namjoon.
Namjoon began to whine, he felt so filled he felt so good.
Yoongi removed Namjoons gag but silenced Namjoon when he tried to speak.
“Good dolls don’t talk do they, the gag is going back on once that sweet little mouth of yours sucks off daddys cock.”
Namjoon opened his mouth wide for Yoongi to insert his rather large cock into as Jimin continued to fist him.
“Now after this both daddy and master are going to fuck your tight little hole and your going to take it like a good doll, do you understand?”
Namjoon nodded pathetically. He loved feeling helpless like this, he loved feeling like nothing like a hole that Jimin and Yoongi could fuck.
He made sure he didn’t go too hard when sucking Yoongi off, he knew Yoongi would get mad if Namjoon accidently made him come early.
“I think hes ready now.” Jimin said as he spread Namjoons cheeks and began to slowly insert his cock into Namjoons hole.
“Your tight little as is always so sweet Joonie.” Jimin said
His cock was quite big for an omega, it was only a little above average for an alpha but for an omega to have a cock like that it was seen as ginormous.
Namjoons mouth released Yoongis cock with a pop and Yoongi settled the gag back into Namjoons mouth.
“Move over” Yoongi said as he sat next to Jimin.
Jimin moved over as Yoongi began to insert his cock into Namjoons.
Namjoon was in pure bliss as he Alpha and Omega fucked him.
But that was ripped away as he heard a sound.
The sound of a recording happening.
He knew he was ok, he knew that it happened years ago.
He knew that they had agreed to this and Namjoon thought he could handle it.
He began to relive it though.
It was the next tuesday after the incident with Homin happened that he was dragged into the locker rooms on his way to lunch.
It was the whole soccer team, a team of Alpha,Beta and Omega males. All looking at him hungrily.
Homin stood in the center a malicous grin on his face.
“We all know what a slut you are Namjoon.”
He grabbed Namjoons wrists and pinned him down.
“Now its time to show us all the skills your tight alpha ass has to show.”
The next thing he remembers is one of the Omegas taking out a phone and hitting record.
Then everyone jumped him.
His clothes were ripped off and it felt like hours as he was passed around from person to person. He cried and screamed but no one came to rescue him.
He limped for the rest of the day.
When he got home he tried to tell his mother and father.
But his father laughed.
“Son I knew you were a shit excuse for and Alpha, but I didn’t think youd make up a bullshit story to make yourself seem even more omega.”
Namjoon was in shock he turned to his mother and thankfully she looked concerned.
But he soon realized that he was mistaken.
“Baby, you cant make up stuff like this, it could get those poor boys in trouble.”
Namjoon wanted to cry.
“I-Im not lying...the-they really raped me, please you have to believe me.”
Namjoons father sternly looked at him.
“Look Namjoon, we know this is bullshit because we know Alphas cant be raped, thats an omega problem, not an alpha problem.”
Namjoon froze after that. He was trapped in hell.
The soccer team continued to pass him around around twice a week, video after video being recorded of him.
He was broken by graduation, luckily he was going to a college far from his hometown, he was going to get away from them.
But he could never get away from what happened to him.
He met Jimin and Yoongi at a club a few months into college at the beginning of november.
Jimin was heavily flirty with him.
Namjoon originally was going to decline but then Jimin said.
“By the way, I like to top.”
And Namjoon could never deny this chance.
He met Yoongi, Jimins mate and the one that would also be fucking him that night right after and they made there way to there apartment.
It was going smoothly until Jimin mentioned something strange.
“By the way, I dont want to seem like a creep but I loved those videos you were in, they were fucking hot your an amazing actor.”
Namjoon was confused.
“What videos…” He never recalled acting in a porno, or being drunk enough to act in one.
“I think you have the wrong guy Jimin.”
Jimin raised an eyebrow at him “no..im pretty sure its you.”
Jimin pulled up his phone. “Here this is the video.”
Namjoons eyes widened.
He read the title. “ALPHA SLUT GETS GANGFUCKED”
And the memories all come flooding back to him.
Namjoon breaks.
He confessed to both Yoongi and Jimin what had happened to him, how they got away with it, how not even his parents believed him.
And they felt like such shit.
Jimin apologized countless of times for unknowingly getting off to Namjoons real actual rape.
But Namjoon knew it wasn’t Jimins fault.
Yoongi reacted with anger. Yelling about he was going to kill those bastards, how he was going to fucking murder them.
“So you guys...actually believe me.”
Jimin looked at Namjoon with a pained expression. “ Of course we believe in you doll, we promise if you stay with us we can protect you.”
And thats how it all started, how Namjoon met his mates.
In present time Namjoon began to rapidly snap his fingers. Tears streaming down his face.
“Oh shit...shit shit im sorry baby were sorry.” Jimin began to say pulling his cock out of Namjoon and rapidly trying to untie his binds.
“Yoongi dashed over to Namjoons front and removed the gags and Jimin untied him.”
“Shhhh hey...hey baby its ok. Daddys sorry we should have talked it through more. “
Namjoon was sobbing at this point “n-no its my f-fault for being to weak...im so pathe-pathetic.” he hiccuped.
“Joonie don’t you ever dare say that about yourself, its those fucking bastards fault honey.”
Namjoon couldn’t speak anymore he just cried as his omega and Alpha held him and took care of him.
At that moment both Yoongi and Jimin looked at eachother and silently agreed.
“Those bastards had to die.”