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Seokjin jolts as a hand starts groping at his waist and thigh and he looks back only for the perpetrator to sidestep out of view again.
“Shh sunshine, look forward, don’t worry about it,” the person says and a blush rises high on Seokjin’s cheeks as the stranger grabs at him tighter and he doesn’t know what to do.
It was rush hour on the train and it was packed as Seokjin was squished up standing against the doors. He hadn’t minded, but he feels cornered and scared now.
He tries pawing and pushing at the hands but he doesn’t want to make a scene. He feels humiliated and embarrassed as it is. He doesn’t want someone to turn around and see Seokjin’s sweatshirt being pushed high up his tummy or a hand grazing the waistband of his track pants.
“Please,” he whispers, and he tries one more time but as the hands continue their relentless journey, and soon the fight leaves Seokjin so he just stands by the doors, cornered by walls on two sides and the back of some uncaring man with a backpack on another and then there's the pervert behind him.
He can practically feel the smirk of the person as he stops fighting and the man pushes him even further into the corner and his assault really starts.
Seokjin grunts silently as the man hugs him and touches him, grinding against his ass. The man's cock is already half-hard, doing this shit probably turned him on. He hears a soft grunt in his ear and he feels disgusted.
The length feels impressive between Seokjin’s ass though, it fits a little too nicely. He shakes his head trying to banish the thoughts as he stands bracing himself against the wall while he’s aggressively grinded against. He wants it all to be over even as his own dick is slowly chubbing up at the inappropriate actions and this is so embarrassing.
He feels so gross for being stimulated by this but Seokjin’s parents were strict and they never let him out of their sight. Even though he was eighteen now they said he couldn't date until he finished his education. So he can’t help how something even this vile has him turned on. He's never felt this way before.
Suddenly his sweatshirt is being rucked up further and Seokjin lets out a tiny gasp that's drowned out by the noise of the train. He looks to make sure the backpack guy is still looking away. He’s so tall he blocks out everyone else's view and the guy behind him also does a good job of standing behind Seokjin and obscuring him from vision which is good in a way because he doesn't want anyone seeing him being taken advantage of but at the same time he only feels more trapped.
The man continues to stand behind him and one of his hands goes over his partially pulled up sweatshirt and he scratches at Seokjin’s nipple outside of his shirt. The feeling is heaven and hell and Seokjin has to bite his lip and rubs his legs together, the sensation almost like he wants to pee.
Finally, he pulls up the rest of the sweatshirt till Seokjin’s tiny pebbled nipples come into view and the man pushes Seokjin against the cold steel of the train doors till Seokjin moans quietly at the sensation. His nipples harden further from the cold and then the man grabs both between his fingers and tweaks and pulls at his them.
He keeps this up until he brings one of his hands up to Seokjin’s mouth and he makes him open up until Seokjin is wetting the digits and then the man brings the wet fingers back down rub the saliva over Seokjin’s raised bud and Seokjin can’t help the tiny gasp he lets out. The cool train air feels cold against his wet nipple and Seokjin can feel how hard his cock is getting.
The man keeps playing and pulling and wetting his nipples for a few more minutes and it feels so good, he hates that his dick is so hard but he’s never been played with before.
The man finally leaves his swollen buds alone and makes Seokjin tuck the bunched up sweatshirt under his chin. He does and he holds it there like an obedient little bitch. Then both the man’s hands trail over his sides and they come down to the waistband of his track pants. The pants are loose and the elastic of the waistband has enough give.
One of the man's hands easily stretches the waistband of his pants and underwear out so that they can see Seokjin's cock curved upwards against his tummy, where it had been trapped against his body at that point.
The cold air hitting it has Seokjin shivering and he can feel the man next to him taking a good look at his hard dick.
"Pretty," he mumbles using his other hand to take the cock in his fist and Seokjin watches as he fists the head and begins jerking it. The bit of precum he had dripped, aiding in the glide.
The man keeps it up and he's so close to Seokjin, Seokjin feels him pressed up all along his back.
Finally, the man pulls the sweatpants down a bit so that the swollen curve of Seokjin’s ass is revealed and he can see the man bite his lip from his peripheral and he seems more than satisfied and Seokjin wonders if he is nice to look at, but he shakes his head at the pathetic thoughts.
Instead, he wonders if what he thinks is going to happen will really happen and his thoughts are confirmed when he hears the tiniest click of a bottle and then wet fingers are brushing up against his cheeks
"Relax," he's told and he tries to but this is suddenly too much. He squirms uncomfortably as the man tries to wedge his finger up Seokjin's hole but it doesn't give.
Seokjin braces himself against the wall again as the man sighs and puts a hand on his waist.
He rubs relaxing circles with his thumb there and as Seokjin takes a deep breath the man finally pushes his way in and lets his finger rest inside of him.
It feels really uncomfortable and tight and Seokjin doesn't know how to feel but he gave up the right to push the man away when he let him play with him like a whore.
He wanted this to feel good! He has no right to back out now he asked for this. So he lets the man slowly work him open and Seokjin zones out letting himself be opened nice and good for the man to stick his big thick cock into.
He's a little scared and maybe he also anticipates it a little. He wonders what it'll be like being made to take cock.
In the background, he can hear the doors on the left open again. Thankfully the train back home mostly only has platforms on the left so the doors won't open on his side to expose him like the slut he is.
He pays attention to the fingers in him again as they press against something good inside him and Seokjin can't help himself when he leans his ass further back onto the fingers chasing the feeling
The man chuckles in his ears deep before taking the digits out and Seokjin winces pushing further back and hating feeling empty
He doesn't hear the clinks of the man's zipper but he does feel when the man's fat hot cock rests against his ass and he can't suppress the full-body shudder at the thought that that's going inside him.
He feels the man dribble more lube over Seokjin ass and his own cock and then it's being guided down to his hole and Seokjin braces himself as the fat flesh tries to penetrate him.
It takes a second but finally his body gives access and the dick is slowly sinking in and Seokjin has to bite his lip hard as the hot piece of flesh reaches so deep inside him and fills him so nicely.
His legs feel weak but the man who had pulled back to release his dick moves closer again.
"You're being raped on my cock, doll," the man whispers and Seokjin hates those words because they are true and make him feel dirty and it implies Seokjin's okay with being raped.
He likes it even.
He shakes his head but just then the man who had paused pulls out and then slowly pushes back in and Seokjin shakes in his arms
He keeps doing this, going nice and slow making sure Seokjin can feel the wet drags of skin on skin inside of him and get him used to the rocking motion.
"My little rape baby. So sweet and cute." He says endearingly as one of his hands goes back to tweaking the nipples under his sweatshirt— Seokjin had let it go at some point when he was getting fucked open.
The feeling of hot engorged flesh in him and his own nipple being pulled and played with have Seokjin gone and he moves himself faster on the dick, chasing the urgent feeling it creates in him.
The man lets go of his nipple and pushes him flat against the steel of the walls and Seokjin's dick is trapped against the steel but it gives him something nice and hard to grind his dick against and he does as the man behind him does his best to drill him slow and deep.
Pushing deep deep far inside Seokjin with every thrust and grinding his hips until Seokjin is desperately grasping at his hands with fervour
"What does my little doll want," he asks as Seokjin finally looks back at what is a very beautiful man— teary-eyed.
"Please," he begs
The man leans close, still moving his hips, making Seokjin weak.
"Ask me to drill your little pussy baby and maybe I will."
Seokjin doesn't want to but it feels so good so he nods.
"Drill my little pussy, please. Drill it."
And the man grins as he pulls Seokjin back a bit before fucking him faster— as much as he can without giving them away, but he also grabs a hold of Seokjin’s little prick and starts flicking it in time.
Seokjin feels himself getting closer and closer. Feels the pressure build, every squeeze feeling so good, every shove against his prostate adding to the building feeling.
It's started raining outside and Seokjin is glad because the loud roar of raindrops hitting the train drowns out most of the sound of him gasping as he's bounced quick and fast on the fat cock but he can't help it he just wants to get off.
They fuck fast and quick and dirty like little bunnies, Seokjin letting himself be used like the disgusting rape doll he is.
Pretty and useless and made for nothing more than getting fucked whether he wants it or not.
Finally, the man behind him fucks fast into him one last time and then Seokjin feels red hot cum flood into him and the man squeezes his dick and Seokjin follows, hitting the walls he was pushed up against.
The man and him catch their breaths and then as Seokjin's senses return to him his blush turns him a thousand shades red and he feels so loud all of a sudden he wonders how many people know this man just raped him and Seokjin just let him
The man smiles as he grabs one of Seokjin's asscheeks and gives it a nice hearty squeeze before quietly pulling his track pants back on for him.
Seokjin feels horribly embarrassed and scared to even turn around. Terrified that someone saw or heard him and there will be judgement in their eyes but then the doors open and the man behind him grabs his hands and he quickly pulls them both out onto the platform against the bustle of people and Seokjin looks at him wide-eyed.
He had seen the beautiful man on the train too but hadn't been able to maintain any form of eye contact. Now though he realizes that the man isn't even a man. He’s just a boy Seokjin’s age.
"You looked like you might throw up." Seokjin nods because he thinks he really might have.
The man just smiles and shrugs.
"Maybe meet me at the Seoul central station bathrooms next time. It'll be easier than on there,” he gestures to the departing train.
Seokjin looks at him shocked but the boy just smiles before he walks away.
Seokjin takes some deep breaths and he turns and waits to board the next train home thinking about the words said to him.