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"So…"

A group of men surrounded a very drunk college senior who was on the verge of passing out. He was laying on the floor in front of the couch, red cup in hand but already empty, and a dazed look in his half lidded eyes as he stared back at the group that was watching him. He didn't know what was happening, he barely heard the conversation that was going on. His mind was fading away and right now, that didn't feel too bad.

Megumi Fushiguro had more than enough drinks tonight.

The party was nowhere near over but he could barely stand. His limbs were so heavy that moving was difficult. Laying on the floor was a good option. His guard was down, his thoughts were slow, and he was so relaxed that he could fall asleep right where he was…surrounded by a few men who tried to figure out what to do with him.

"How many drinks did he have?"

"Enough to look like that."

"I'm pretty sure he only had three - and three drinks will hardly have you like that."

The group looked at him again.

The sound of the music was muffled to him. He couldn’t hear anyone speak. His vision spun around enough that even laying on the floor did nothing for his dizziness. The men around him were blocking the living room lights, all he saw was the blur of different figures over him.

There was a suffocating amount of testosterone that was in the air. He was being watched, lusted after, and somewhere in his mind - and his body - he noticed that.

"Well, he was with Yuuta for most of the night." One of the men said.

The group looked towards the one man in question, Yuuta Okkotsu.

He actually was with Megumi for most of the night. He probably saw how many drinks Megumi had…maybe even gave Megumi a few, too. He was Megumi's one and only, could get away with anything because Megumi loved him so much. No one seemed to think that he did anything wrong, but they had to find out how Megumi ended up on the floor on the brink of passing out in the first place.

As sweet as he was, Yuuta had his own hidden intentions for the night. It definitely slowed down his plans to be surrounded by people he thought didn't matter. And he couldn't get rid of them either.

He looked among the others that stared at him and caved to the peer pressure. "So, I found this aphrodisiac online-"

"You gave him ‘a what’?"

Yuuta mashed his lips together as the uproar began. He started to blush a bit, his eyes going up towards the ceiling, and he thought of the best way to explain what happened. "The website was in a different language…but the reviews were good so I thought we could try it - but it's not supposed to make him pass out."

Well, the aphrodisiac was working, that was for sure. Megumi mumbled he was hot and the erection was definitely visible.

"You drugged him?" A white haired man asked, snickering at the other shocked comments being thrown out.

Satoru Gojo found it funny. He wasn't surprised that it was Yuuta drugging Megumi. He knew Yuuta was a little crazy - not that Satoru wasn’t either.

"He was sober when he took it." Yuuta said.

"Yeah, I bet." Satoru didn't believe him.

He was Megumi's other favorite boy toy - charming enough to make his way into Megumi’s heart, but a little too crazy to have it. Did he feel threatened by Yuuta? Maybe. How did Yuuta end up being the only person Megumi actually wanted? Satoru could never find out but that didn't matter. All he knew was that he needed to get Yuuta out of the way.

"You're telling me he's horny right now?" Someone else asked.

Once again, they all looked at Megumi in silence.

His face was flushed red and his eyes were hazy. What really answered their question was his other hand inside his pants. He didn't move much to touch himself, but he mumbled to himself how unbearably hot it was on the floor. In his mind he thought he was taking care of the erection, but he wasn't jerking himself off as he thought was happening.

They all needed to think about what they were going to do.

"I'll take him home." Yuji Itadori was the first to suggest something.

He was sweet to offer to take Megumi home. Someone had to do it. But Yuji genuinely wanted to make sure that he was safe away from the other men that surrounded him. His smile was kind and he had good in his heart.

But everyone saw through the sweet façade, especially his older brother, Sukuna Itadori, who knew Yuji all too well. "You're not taking him anywhere, you selfish prick-"

"Selfish?" Yuji scoffed.

They frequently fought over Megumi. Even when they both came to an agreement to get over it, they found themselves back into the routine of getting aggravated with each other's advances towards him. Yuji knew better than to let his feelings dictate his actions towards Megumi. Sukuna couldn't resist being a menace to his younger brother. But one thing was for sure, they did not get along when it came to the thought of keeping Megumi for themselves.

Yuji laughed dryly at his brother. "It's definitely not fucking selfish to think it's a good idea to take him home-"

"How about I take him home?" Yuuta suggested.

"No!-" Yuji answered too quickly and immediately drew back once he realized it.

Of course, he wanted to take Megumi home so he could make his move in private - profess his love and hope that Megumi would finally say yes to dating, as if the alcohol didn’t make him easy enough. Taking all these men on was an option but Yuji thought - stupidly - that he could avoid a massive brawl by taking Megumi with him. It was the perfect plan, except Yuuta saw right through it since he was thinking the exact same thing Yuji was.

If Yuuta couldn't get away with it then neither could Yuji.

"If anyone is taking him home, it's me." Satoru announced, taking a step forward to get closer to Megumi but a hand pressed on his chest to keep him back.

If Sukuna wasn't going to let Yuji take Megumi home, he sure as hell wasn't going to let Satoru do it. "You should probably take a seat."

"Sukuna, come on now," Satoru smiled widely and pushed his sunglasses into his hair, "you shouldn't be getting involved in something that doesn't concern you."

"Kidnapping is against the law-"

Satoru's smile twitched, his irritation coming out. "Getting a little possessive, don't you think? Kidnapping's a bit much of a lie, even for you-"

"I can have everyone here agree that you did it."

"Yeah? Wanna try it?"

The others got distracted by the fight that was just about to happen. None of them noticed that Yuuta already made his move. He knelt beside Megumi, speaking softly to him to see if he was awake enough to move.

"...bored…" Megumi mumbled. "It's hot…" his blue eyes looked up towards Yuuta, pleading and begging for him to make it stop.

"I'll make you feel better." He caressed Megumi's cheek, feeling the burning hot blush on his palm.

"-anyway,” Yuji emphasized loudly to get everyone’s attention, “Yuuta should be the last person to be near Megumi since he drugged him." The jealousy was thick.

Yuuta looked over his shoulder to meet Yuji's gaze, and his stare wasn't pleasant. "It's just an aphrodisiac."

The arguing continued.

Another man across the room recognized the group and went over to them.

He didn't have an interest for the party, and only came because Megumi invited him. Now that Megumi was down for the count, he thought it was as good a time as any to go home. He stood next to them, not paying attention to the banter and arguing, and looked down at the floor, finding Megumi laying there with Yuuta kneeling next to him. His first thought was why Megumi had his hand in his pants, but he didn't ask. The blond man didn't say a word, actually. He just stood there with his arms crossed over his chest in silence before deciding that being here wasn't worth it.

He was about to turn away to leave when Satoru immediately got in his personal space to ask, "Kento, where have you been?" He wrapped his arm around Kento's shoulders and tried to get him to loosen up. "I haven't seen you around in a while."

"I moved."

"Really? Where'd you move to-"

"Don't worry about it." Kento answered, his response sharp. "What'd you do to him?" He hated that he asked the question, but it was hard to ignore Megumi with his hand in his pants.

"Oh, he's fine." Satoru pretended not to take it seriously.

If Kento didn't think it was a problem, then he'd go away. Satoru didn't need someone else to fight tonight.

Kento shrugged Satoru off of him, however. "'Fine' is not laying on the floor half conscious." He said as he knelt down on the other side of Megumi.

No one thought of him as a threat. Kento Nanami was all business and no play. Was he really that important to Megumi? There was no way he could be at the top of Megumi’s list of boy toys…or so everyone thought. Megumi didn’t talk about Kento a lot but it wasn’t for the same reason people had on their minds. No, Megumi wanted to keep the kind of sex he was having with Kento to himself. There would never be a way to bring up what’s been done to him on multiple occasions without getting hot that very second. If only the others knew that Kento was, in fact, a threat.

While Megumi continued to mumble to Yuuta that he was still hot, he felt a light touch on his neck that made him turn his head to the side. Once he saw Kento's face he started to smile. It was like instinct. His body immediately reacted to the hand on his neck, getting hot and bothered the second he looked into those dark eyes. His thoughts escaped him, but his smile turned dreamy, so much lust in his eyes that even Kento could feel it.

"...daddy~" Megumi laughed quietly.

Kento immediately changed his mind. He wasn't going anywhere tonight.

"Wait a minute!-" Yuji shouted in disbelief first but was immediately cut off by the other men that were just as surprised as he was.

"What the fuck-"

"There's no fucking way-"

The uproar continued but none of the questions were being answered. Megumi and Kento were in their own little world while the other men argued about what they just heard. It was unfair, at least to them, that Megumi was calling Kento Nanami “daddy”.

Yuuta was the only one to remain quiet. His irritation grew into hostility quite fast but he tried to not let it show. Instead, he turned Megumi's face towards him again just so the lustful staring at another man would stop.

Megumi still smiled as he looked into Yuuta's eyes. He felt this urge to get close to him. He tried but he could barely move. "...fuck me~" he begged softly, his hand beginning to rub his erection.

Yuuta always preached that sex should mean something. All the other kinks and sex toys were fine, but actually becoming "one" should be special.

Well, he completely changed his tune now that Megumi was on the floor begging and pleading to be touched. And in front of other people, too. There was something oddly arousing about Megumi not caring who was around.

"I want to…" Yuuta caressed his cheek again, his thumb rubbing on his reddened skin. "Should we play?" He finally decided to give in. Megumi couldn’t look more in love than he was right now.

Someone tapped Yuuta's shoulder and got him to turn around. "Are you asking the entire group?" Satoru had to bring Yuuta back into reality since he wasn't the only one here.

It was selfish to plan to have fun by himself.

Megumi laughed again. "Gangbang~" he didn't have enough energy to throw his fist in the air. He just dropped his cup as he muttered again that he wanted a gangbang.

It was a good idea. To him. As usual. He tried to have a gangbang before, but his best friend knew better than to leave him by himself, with a group of men who consistently went after him. This time, she was nowhere in sight and Megumi was ready to get his hole stretched out and used like in his dreams - his very inebriated dreams.

No one spoke.

The word rang through their minds over and over again. Each of them just tried to make sense of what was happening. Megumi Fushiguro was asking for a gangbang while surrounded by a group of men that were on the verge of fighting over him. It'd be his first time letting so many people touch him at once but how different could it be from what he did regularly? He wasn't afraid of sex. He didn't care who he had sex with. And right now, with his mind so heavy and bogged down, he didn't care how many people he had sex with in one night. Every single one of his suitors were staring at him, almost bewildered and confused by their growing level of horniness.

"Damn…" Sukuna was both terrified and turned on by the half conscious disaster on the floor.

A gangbang shouldn't sound that sexy, and yet all of them were ready to go for it.

"So, is this party over or what?" Suguru Getou pretended like he didn't care.

He was known for passive aggressively calling out Megumi's behavior, judging him for being passed around by so many people weekly just for the fun of it. He was also known for eating those same words the few times he hooked up with Megumi. He won't ever admit to himself how much he enjoyed the sexually unhinged behavior or how quick Megumi could change that tone of his with just one flick of his tongue.

Suguru was, quite literally, having an existential crisis but he was hiding it well. He made it seem like the gangbang that was about to happen didn’t bother him. So what Megumi was about to get used? It wasn’t a big deal. However, on the inside, he went feral just thinking about laying Megumi out in front of everyone and showing them how much of a slut Megumi really was.

He could have everyone out of the house in minutes just so the real fun could begin.

"Actually," Sukuna took his phone out as Megumi kept rubbing himself, "if people want to watch, then let them. We're just getting started." His smile was wicked. This was the moment he had been waiting for.

And he wasn't the only one.

"A free show can't hurt."

"Might need a little proof later on, too." He started recording.

Megumi was moving his hips into his hand as he spoke to Yuuta, still begging to get fucked to sleep. Whatever Yuuta was saying to him got him riled up. Megumi used what little strength he had to push his pants down further, exposing his erection and jerking himself off.

"Please…fuck me~" Megumi mumbled, dazed and horny, begging for Yuuta to touch him.

The flash turned on but that didn't stop Megumi from showing off his body. He continued to stroke himself for the camera. It took a moment for it to click in his mind that he was being recorded but the thought quickly got him more excited than scared. So what someone was getting this on video? It's not like he hasn't been recorded before. This wouldn't be any different.

Except, a group of men were standing around him while he jerked off. Two of them were kneeling beside him, pretending to be worried - Yuuta knew he was fine, Kento would get over it in a second.

Megumi felt the soft touch on his bottom lip, and he opened his mouth wider just as Yuuta told him that he'd take care of him.

"Are we just letting him go first?" Yuji asked the rest of them.

"You're so fucking whipped." Sukuna laughed at him.

"Yuji has a point," Satoru agreed, "we should let people who've actually done this before go first," he said, clearly drawing attention to the fact that Yuuta was the only person in this group to not put his dick inside Megumi yet.

That didn't bother him. Out of all the men, Yuuta knew his place and it was above all of them.

He didn't even have to say a word. Megumi did it for him. "Yuuta first…" he said loud enough for the others to hear him.

The others grumbled to themselves, groaning and rolling their eyes. If they ignored what Megumi wanted, they'd be met with shouting to "get lost" or "touch fucking grass". The gangbang had to happen the way he wanted, and what he wanted was for Yuuta to finally fuck him like he promised.

"Maybe we should move this to another location." Kento could see other people getting close and looking from curiosity as Yuuta got Megumi's pants off him.

"Come on, Kento, live a little." Satoru came up behind him and gave him a pat on the back. "A couple spectators won't change anything. When's the next time you'll have a chance like this?"

"Next weekend probably." Kento answered seriously.

Suguru laughed.

So did Satoru. "You're not wrong, but why wait till then? Might as well do something." He urged Kento to go for it.

Maybe he should use Megumi's mouth. It was right there, unoccupied, just begging for something to be put inside it. He heard the soft moan come from Megumi's lips as his legs were spread, fingers touching him again like they did earlier in the night.

"Megumi?" Yuuta's other hand touched his cheek. "Open your mouth, Kento's waiting." He was good about coaxing Megumi to do whatever he wanted.

"Ah~" Megumi obediently opened his mouth wide, sticking his tongue out.

That seemed to be a mating call for everyone else that was standing around them. If Kento didn't get in his mouth fast, someone else would.

He didn't wait another second. He unzipped his pants, took his dick out, and fed it to Megumi who was so eager to have something in his mouth. It shouldn't have felt as good as it did - Kento had gotten a blowjob from Megumi on multiple occasions, but being watched - and recorded - just made it feel different. Was Megumi putting on a show? Well, he was horny and desperate, and that was more than enough for him to keep his mouth open wide for Kento to use him.

"Holy shit…"

The others had their dicks in their hands immediately. Watching Megumi lick around Kento's length seductively got them more hot and jealous than they could imagine.

But Yuuta being between his legs really did the trick to get them on edge. All he had to do was finally put his dick inside Megumi to get him moaning loudly. Kento felt the vibrations and eagerly started to push himself deeper in Megumi's mouth, muffling those perfect moans that everyone strained to hear over the music.

Megumi won't remember it in the morning, but Yuuta giving in - fucking him while surrounded by so many people and on video because there was no better way than to slut Megumi out - made his body react immediately; he spread his legs more just to give Yuuta free access to his hole.

Everyone wanted a turn. They wanted a chance to make Megumi scream and arch his back while getting fucked deep.

"You have to send the video to me." Satoru said to Sukuna.

"You have a phone -"

"Yeah, but I'm going next and someone has to do the grunt work-"

"I'm going next." Yuji said, his gaze on Megumi intense and unwavering. It was one thing to jerk off to the sight of Megumi getting whored out in front of him, but he had to have a chance, too.

Satoru had to pretend he wasn’t annoyed with Yuji, the cute and love obsessed senior who only wanted Megumi to love him. It was one thing to fight his older brother, but Satoru could feel his own possessiveness coming out after catching Yuji’s intense stare. "Relax, Yuji, he's not going anywhere. You'll get your chance to use him." He played off his irritation.

But it didn’t matter.

"I'm going next." Yuji said again, barely paying attention to a word that Satoru said to him. All he cared about was getting Megumi to continue making those slutty expressions and moaning out.

He'd say Yuuta going first was just the warm up. He'll get Megumi to do whatever he wants now that he's loosened up. But he couldn't help but be a little jealous of the way Megumi looked at Yuuta with so much fullness in his eyes; even while he had another man's dick in his mouth, he managed to make it seem like he was in love with Yuuta.

Yuji was blinded by his jealousy.

And painfully turned on.

He got off on watching Megumi be used, and he wasn’t the only one. More and more people began to crowd around the group of men, others looking over the furniture to see what kind of entertainment was going on. The flash was the signal. Someone - Megumi Fushiguro - was being taken easily by two men at a party. That was definitely a sight to see.

"Should I cum inside you?" Yuuta asked him but Megumi's head was just up in the clouds. Hearing his voice was enough to make his eyes roll and his mouth hang open. His moans were still muffled by Kento filling his mouth, but he got louder as the rough thrusts on both ends continued.

Of course he wanted Yuuta to cum inside him.

But it would be just as good to feel Yuuta's cum on his skin. His mind drowned in the idea of Yuuta cumming all over him for the others to see. Then again, he wouldn't be able to shove his fingers inside his hole to play with Yuuta's cum -

Megumi mumbled around the fullness in his mouth. He wanted to tell Yuuta to go for it, but not a single word could come out of his mouth - not that Kento was helping with that; he caressed Megumi’s face gently at first, but the second he got a hold of Megumi’s jaw he had a few different ideas in mind. It’d be better if he could have Megumi all to himself, but he had to admit he loved the view. Megumi was so pretty underneath him, Kento couldn’t hide how attracted he was to him.

Yuuta got him to open up really well. After all, it was a dream come true for Megumi - not only was he getting his gangbang, Yuuta finally decided to stick him. Megumi thought he was in heaven. His body melted for Yuuta and gave in to every single deep thrust - hips rutting and trying to grind harder, his hand stroking himself and getting himself close to the edge. His mind worked hard to catch up to the wild sensation of pleasure his body was drowning in. And all it took was one fuck from Yuuta to have him begging and crying.

He was spoiled, that was for sure.

The last thrust was rough. The poor thing was trembling from head to toe once Yuuta abruptly stopped deep inside him, dick throbbing with the need to release. Once Megumi’s mouth was freed, his lips twitched into a smile. He could feel the warmth of Yuuta’s cum fill his insides, and the only thing that went through his mind was fingering himself just to show Yuuta how much he liked it. That same warmth landed on his face, too. His eyes turned upwards, the first thing in view being Kento’s dick glistening with his spit and spilling out more cum over his cheeks and lips.

The meanest thing Kento could do was make a mess on such a pretty face. He had no regrets, however. Watching Megumi lick his lips to taste his cum will always be his favorite thing to do. The raven-hair gasped deeply, his lovely blue eyes dazed and almost rolled back. The aphrodisiac was barely at its peak in his system, but he was sweating and still rutting his hips desperately so he could get off.

"You did so well," Yuuta cooed sweetly. He reached his hand to Megumi’s face, his thumb pressing down on his bottom lip so Megumi could open his mouth wider. "You must love everyone watching you be used."

Megumi definitely loved it.

"You're still sucking me in, too. Was I not enough?"

Megumi's lips moved but his voice barely came out as a whisper. Yuuta pulled away from him so everyone could see how Megumi already drunk on sex.

His thighs were trembling uncontrollably, but his body craved for more. His thoughts were scrambled and his voice was quiet as he mumbled his incoherent sentence. But even if he was dazed and trembling, he could still keep going.

The intoxication made it easy to move him around. Before he knew it, he was on his knees with Yuji holding him from behind.

"My turn, Megumi." He said in his ear and tightened his arms around his body. Megumi enjoyed the way Yuji sounded while claiming his turn next.

"Your turn…" Megumi mumbled lazily, giggling to himself. He smiled as Yuji rubbed up on him, kissing his neck and running his hands along his body.

That smile only got wider once he felt Yuji inside him. He leaned his head back, moaning loudly as Yuji took it slow and deep.

"What about us, Megumi?" Satoru asked.

"You can multitask, can't you?" Suguru stood beside him, just as eager - and desperate.

When Megumi opened his eyes, he saw the men standing around him, jerking themselves off to the sight of him being fucked. He didn't forget about them, he could take care of them, too.

It didn't take long for him to have a dick in each hand and one in his mouth. Now and again, he looked towards the light of Sukuna's phone but he immediately got distracted, going back to the fullness in his mouth and the flesh in his hands. He jerked them off and let his face be used, too. It was just such a challenge to stay focused with the way Yuji continued to fuck him, getting rougher and faster with the need to breed Megumi in front of everyone.

Satoru wasn't as gentle as he should've been with Megumi's face. Every time he saw those blue eyes looking up at him, he almost lost it. His cock throbbed hard down Megumi's throat, the vibrations of his moans making him see stars. He cursed under his breath as his hand moved in Megumi's hair, holding his head up higher just to try and get balls deep in his mouth.

There was only so long that Megumi could go without air. Getting fucked and choked at the same time was perfect, but Megumi needed just a moment to catch up to what was happening. His hands moved away from the other men and pushed weakly on Satoru's thighs. The grip on his hair loosened at the resistance, and Megumi pulled away slowly to release the hold of the glistening cock from his mouth. He drooled all over himself but didn't think to wipe the mess of saliva from his lips and chin. He was distracted by Yuji's thrusts inside him, now getting much rougher since he didn't have another man's dick down his throat.

The others had to admit they were jealous of Yuji. Sure, their turn was coming but it was the expression on Megumi's face while being fucked from behind that kept them on edge.

Satoru lifted Megumi's head up just to see that blissed out look on his face. "Really, Megumi, all this for someone that's not me?" He was so jealous. But Megumi's pretty eyes, filled with tears and shining brightly in the light, became so full while looking at Satoru. "How's he feel, kitty?"

"Good~" Megumi whined sweetly, his tears falling over.

Satoru wasn't surprised. The love of his life - object of his obsession - was in love with dick and nothing else. Satoru gave him his again, teasing his lips with the head of his cock before sliding further into the warmth of his mouth. "I bet everyone will feel good to you, too."

Not like that stopped the jealousy. It was heavy in the air. The men watched the way Megumi took Yuji's dick with a smile on his face. All they could think about was being in Yuji's place.

"Surprised you're not jumping at the chance to fuck him before he's used." Suguru said to Sukuna.

He was the only one that seemed less on edge compared to everyone else.

"Used is how I like 'em." Sukuna wasn't bothered as much to go first.

He'd wait till Megumi was covered in cum, stretched out, and shaking from how many times he got fucked. Nothing made his cock throb harder than knowing everything that was about to happen to Megumi was just preparation for his turn. He wanted Megumi used.

Suguru almost agreed. Just almost.

He looked down at Megumi's face, cum on his cheeks and tears in his eyes from barely breathing, and thought to himself how much fun it would be to take Megumi's body out for a spin once Yuji was done pining for him. Suguru was obviously lusting over Megumi, but so was everyone else. He wasn't special.

Yuji was just as obvious.

His arms wrapped around Megumi's body, his fingers digging into his skin, grabbing roughly as he fucked him from behind. He enjoyed the warmth of Megumi's hole, how wet his insides were from the lube and cum of someone else.

Megumi was in love with the roughness and how Yuji treated him. There was something hauntingly sweet about being fucked hard from behind while feeling soft kisses on his neck and hearing how amazing he is. The praise got him much hornier - Yuji's desperate moans also got him off, too. It was all over his face, in his glassy eyes that stared up at Satoru. He was in love with the way Yuji treated him.

Everyone could see the look in his eyes, the way they fluttered when Yuji hit deep. Yuuta and Kento were already jerking themselves off again just watching Megumi take it from both ends.

Good thing Sukuna was getting those expressions on video.

"I cannot wait for my turn." Satoru said through his teeth, holding back every urge to cum down Megumi's throat.

He had to let go of Megumi's hair after choking him or he would've came. But seeing the way Megumi pulled back, drooling and moaning almost did him in. Again. That pretty face was already a mess, and Megumi just went back for more as if his lungs weren't on fire. The alcohol helped to mask his limits - something Satoru exploited. Megumi leaned forward again, his mouth holding one of Satoru's balls between his wet lips as he moved his hands jerked off the other men.

Satoru cursed under his breath at the sight of the love of his life - the intense ball sucking just made his delusions more intense. He could be the possessive asshole and whisk Megumi away just to see him look up at him with those needy blue eyes all night.

He got more impatient by the second. "Yuji, if you don't fucking hurry up…" he said through his teeth again, fighting all of his urges and slowly losing.

Yuji wasn't listening.

He fucked like he took an aphrodisiac, too - like he was in heat and couldn't stop his hips. He stayed close to hear Megumi's muffled moans, but soon that wasn't enough. He hated Megumi being used by other people while he was fucking him. He needed a moment just for himself - by himself.

Megumi wouldn't tell him no.

That was the best part.

He couldn't hold his own weight against the rough thrusts inside him. He could feel Yuji so deep, but in his mind he wanted more. He had to feel Yuji spread him open wider in front of the others. He lost his balance once Satoru moved out of the way, falling onto his hands while the rough thrusts continued.

Like instinct, his back arched and he raised his hips higher for Yuji. "Harder~" he moaned desperately.

He could take it.

His mind only focused on how good sex felt. The haze of the alcohol kept him in his lust filled trance, the aphrodisiac making his body insatiable. The thoughts that filled his head were downright nasty but that wasn't any different from the thoughts of the men that surrounded him. They watched Megumi get slutted out eagerly and fantasized about what else they could do to him - what other positions they could put him in, how much cum they could cover him in, how easily they could get him screaming.

Yuji came inside him but he was by no means done.

He moved his hips back, his cock sliding out with a lewd pop and a mess of cum. Megumi's hole was spread and wet with cum slowly dripping out of him. All he could think about was going again, feeling someone's cock fill him up because his body hated the emptiness. His hole puckered around nothing and it made him try to touch himself, stick his fingers inside his hole just to continue getting himself off.

"More…" he mumbled under his heavy breath, three fingers spreading his hole as he hoped whoever was next wouldn't keep him waiting.

"Look at you fingering yourself." Satoru was going to enjoy every second of teasing Megumi. "You already had two of us cum inside you but you still want to play." He won't ever get over how much of slut Megumi truly was.

But that's what made everyone love him.

They wanted to watch Megumi finger himself and beg to be fucked again. More people seemed to crowd around the group of men having their fun, and they watched just as intensely at the free show of the drunk disaster getting himself off.

"Turn over and I'll fuck you good, baby." Satoru said.

And those were the only words Megumi heard over the muffled chatter and music. He did what he was told without question, though his movements were slow and sluggish from the heavy weight of the intoxication. He laid on his back, legs spread and his hand going right back in between them to play with his hole again, letting all the cum that was gifted to him ooze out.

He was aching to cum, too. He was at the edge of his own orgasm but didn't go over just yet.

He wanted Satoru to change that.

He spread his legs wider, inviting Satoru in.

He was lucky to have someone else fill his mouth, too. He could handle a face fuck while being rawed for the third time.

His body had a mind of its own now, reacting to Satoru's touch with openness. His mouth even widened more once he felt the warmth of Satoru's dick slide inside him with ease. Just opening his mouth more allowed the person who straddled his face to go deeper until he was breathing hard through his nose. And even then, Megumi was barely aware enough to realize he was being throat fucked by Suguru.

All of it just felt too good. His head was swimming in the insatiable pleasure.

He moaned and cried, his tears falling over the sides of his face. The sting in his chest wasn't enough to push the weight off his face. Instead, his drunk mind thought it was a great time to swallow around what was in his throat.

"Fuck," Suguru wasn't expecting to feel the already tight space get tighter. "There's no way he's drunk." He held Megumi by his throat and continued to fuck his mouth.

"He's done it so much it's probably second nature."

Well, everyone knew that.

But there was something about tonight that made being in Megumi's throat almost as good as fucking his loose hole. Satoru agreed, and Kento agreed even harder. The blond man stayed surprisingly quiet as he stood next to Yuji and Yuuta, watching as two others used Megumi's body. He was the only rational one out of everyone, the only responsible one - the only one with some common sense even while around Megumi - but that was quickly sinking away as he listened to the comments about Megumi's body being so easy and pliable that anyone could get him to do whatever they wanted.

He could do the same, too.

Unlike him, Yuuta's thoughts were much more involved. How could he make this more fun? He could really get Megumi screaming if he pulled out the vibrator he had in his pocket. It worked earlier, Megumi couldn't even keep his mouth shut. No, Yuuta wanted another turn to fuck him. After having his first taste, he wanted more.

He was polite to not shove Satoru out of the way. He was very polite to not get Megumi's attention and coax him into wanting to make this into a very private and intimate moment. Or maybe he just liked watching Megumi being used by Satoru and Suguru at the same time.

Pale legs in the air attracted more people to come over and check out who was getting plowed tonight. The weight of his own body was enough to keep him lying on the floor, but every thrust against his hips had him shaking and arching his back. The poor thing was getting fucked so good he couldn't hide it. Everyone could see he was enjoying it.

It was too easy, way too easy. But that's what Megumi was, just a toy to play with for the night. He was so easy. Kept his mouth open and his legs spread, only thinking about how good he felt by the multiple men who wanted to show him a good time tonight.

"He really wants me to cum down his throat." Suguru was fighting it, but feeling Megumi's tongue push up against his cock got him close.

Satoru was in his own little world while fucking Megumi. It wasn't going to be the last time tonight. He fought the urge to spill his cum inside Megumi even if he was begging for it. As amazing as Megumi felt right in the moment, warm and wet around his dick, Satoru couldn't do this just once.

Suguru didn't care. He came in Megumi’s mouth. He watched Megumi's throat move with each swallow, but it was feeling the rhythmic restriction around the tip of his dick that made him think he could rest inside Megumi's mouth all fucking night. He got so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice the gentle shove on his thighs. It was another second of coming down from his high that he realized Megumi was trying to get him to move.

Satoru was getting rougher and Megumi couldn't catch his breath. Once Suguru's dick slipped out of his mouth, he was panting faster and trying to breathe through all the heat and sex.

"Satoru~" he moaned out loud for everyone to hear. Tears filled his eyes again as he came for the first time since they started. His voice broke mid cry, his mouth hung open, and his pretty eyes fluttered in the light.

His shirt was pulled up to his chest so everyone could see the mess he made on himself. His cum painted a trail of white along his abdomen, his cock still quivering to do it again. The aphrodisiac was doing its job and keeping Megumi horny.

His expressions had everyone calling him a slut.

The others were jerking off over him, getting off to the sound of his moans and the way he looked on the floor.

"You're a cum slut, kitty." Satoru couldn't be any more in love.

"Yes!" Megumi knew exactly what he was tonight. "Fuck me~" he moaned, desperate to be filled even more. His eyes were full as he stared at Satoru, begging and pleading to feel his cum inside him, too.

Satoru couldn't deny such a pretty - slutty, whorish - face. He couldn't deny Megumi's begging. Hearing those sultry and obnoxious moans almost did it for him. What really got him was hearing the way Megumi said his name, desperate and needy in front of everyone, showing off how much he wanted his cum.

The euphoria from just filling Megumi's loose fluttering hole couldn't be compared to anything else. It was heaven to cum inside him. Satoru couldn't picture himself pulling out just for someone else to take him next. He had to keep his dick engulfed in that warmth for longer. Somewhere in his delusional mind, he knew that Megumi didn't care who fucked him as long as he was getting fucked.

Satoru had to be pushed off him since he was being selfish.

Kento went next. No one expected to hear the most foul, obnoxious, and downright nasty phrases come out of Megumi's mouth while being splayed out by a man that was usually so put together and respectful. But Megumi knew very well when it was Kento fucking him, and that was a sign for his mind to let loose with all his nasty thoughts - begging to be choked and spanked, wanting Kento to pull his hair and spread him in front of everyone so they can see what their sex does to him.

Kento remained focused enough to pleasure Megumi's body, but he was slowly slipping into the lust. It wasn't fair that he had to let others use Megumi's body, too. This moment should've been private. Megumi's submission to him was too personal. The way he was fucking Megumi, with his hand around his neck, feeling every swallow as he sucked Yuuta off - all of it was personal. For it to be on display put him on edge.

Kento was easily irritated and took it out on Megumi's body.

The best part was that Megumi didn't say anything about how rough Kento was with him - not that he could with his mouth full again. He loved it when he couldn't breathe. He loved it when his body went numb, when he could barely see from getting the daylights fucked out of him.

The bliss was breaking him in the best way possible. He was so spoiled and everyone saw it.

The jealousy in the air was quite thick, but so was the horniness and lust.

How many times could they take turns with Megumi? How many times could they cum on him and keep going?

Megumi was on his fourth round and by the time Kento was done with him, he was still asking for more.

He laid on the floor, chest rising and falling with each heavy breath. His lips were swollen from the abuse of his mouth. He had cum over his face and neck, and he didn't have the strength to wipe it off. Everyone could see him. His body was exposed and had a mess of cum on his stomach and chest. His fingers twitched, his hands were empty. For a second, he had time to rest. The bright light kept him from truly passing out. His eyes couldn't follow the blur of shadows but he knew he was surrounded. He knew he was still being recorded and watched.

He hated the emptiness. It made him want to touch himself but he couldn't move much more from the exhaustion.

And yet he still mumbled to keep going because he wanted more. Getting passed around for the night was something he was begging for - while drunk - and his little mind couldn't be any happier to feel his boy toys touch him.

Suguru was next to answer that demand for more pleasure. Other parts of Megumi's body didn't go unused either.

He got the group of men off.

His mind slipped in and out from the bliss. By the time Suguru had him, he was overstimulated, every touch on his body was like a shock that spread through him over and over. Getting fucked a fifth time had him on the brink of passing out, and it wasn't like Suguru was nice about it either. Megumi could handle the roughness, the derogatory comments, all the men lusting after him.

Being reminded that this was all on video kept him tense and ready for more, though. He liked being watched that much.

The round of fucking left him exhausted.

He couldn't focus on the sound of his name coming out of their mouths or how they talked about him.

He could feel the mess of cum inside him, sliding out slowly as his abused hole tightened around nothing again. His body remained hot. His cheeks were bright red, cum sliding down his skin. His hair mashed around his face from the heat and his sweat.

His hand rested on his stomach, rubbing over the buzzing warmth he felt inside him. His fingers became sticky with the mess of cum that covered his skin. And in his mind, he thought about licking his fingers clean. The weight of his arm kept him from moving his hand to his face.

The exhaustion was crushing. And yet, he smiled weakly while mumbling that he could take more dick and drink more cum for the fun of it.

If he didn't stop it, he'd have all of his boy toys drained.

"I don't think I ever came that fast before."

"That's what happens when you mess with a slut."

"If I use his throat again, I might actually die."

"Right? It's the perfect cock sleeve."

"His hole ain't too bad either."

"I don't know why you're being casual about it when your eyes were rolling back into your skull a second ago-"

"You clearly haven't felt what I felt…"

The noise and chatter was muffled to Megumi. He barely paid attention to any of what was being said about him. If he knew what was happening, he'd agree that he was the perfect cock sleeve. He'd warm all of their cocks if he could. Actually, that sounded like a good idea to him. He started to smile to himself again, a hauntingly innocent expression on his face despite all that cum on his skin. Such a sweet face was made a mess.

And it wasn't over yet.

No, there was one more who patiently waited for his turn.

Sukuna's smile turned wicked.

It was finally his turn to slut Megumi out. He always made it known that he enjoyed sloppy seconds. Hell, he'll take a used and abused Megumi any day of the week. In his mind, sex was so much better when Megumi was on the verge of passing out after getting fucked out and creampied.

This was going to be fun.

"Oi, Megumi, it's my turn."

Megumi couldn't remember when he last heard Sukuna, but hearing his voice made his heart race. Blue eyes looked up towards the light and his lips moved to speak but only air could come out. He breathed slowly, his body numb. But he was still hard from the fantasy of being used.

It was Sukuna's turn.

"How do you want it?" He was kind enough to ask because he usually put Megumi in any position he wanted.

No, Megumi was still there - just barely - and he knew exactly how he wanted to take Sukuna's dick.

The raven-hair sat up slowly. The group that surrounded him stepped back when they saw him move. Surprisingly. No one expected him to get on his knees. They weren't even expecting him to get himself up in the first place.

But Megumi moved all on his own to answer Sukuna's question.

First on all fours, which wasn't a surprising position for him to be in. However, he lowered himself on the floor and kept his ass in the air, showing off his abused hole that dripped with cum. Hand prints marked his pale skin from being spanked and shoved around. With his thighs spread, he arched his back a little more, swaying his hips as if to say "this is how I want it, come and get it."

The men practically went feral to see Megumi present himself to them.

Megumi was waiting. He twisted a little, looking back over his shoulder to see what the hold up was. Did he need to shake a little more for Sukuna to actually touch him? Did he need to beg? What would he need to do to feel Sukuna inside him this time?

"Hold this." Sukuna handed his phone to Yuji. "And don't miss anything."

"You're a little too excited there." Satoru snorted a laugh.

Sukuna turned to him sharply. "No one said anything about that dumb face you were making while you were in his guts -"

"This isn't about me." Satoru cut him off.

"You're right, it's not." Sukuna agreed, however it wasn't genuine. "But if it was, someone would say something about that dumb face you were making."

"What's your problem?-"

"I didn't know we had a problem-"

The others were impatient. "If you two aren't going to touch him, I will." Yuuta would gladly keep Megumi to himself and not let anyone else play. He almost contemplated making his move quietly while Satoru and Sukuna got into their argument.

But he couldn't do that to Megumi.

It was clear that Megumi was waiting for Sukuna after being promised a turn, but give him another minute of no dick and he might pass out. Luckily, Yuuta speaking out was enough to bring Sukuna's focus back to where it was needed.

Megumi. His ass was on full display and he waited patiently for the man to fill him.

He was obedient, pliable, easy to move around and play with.

But Sukuna chose to be hands off just to give Megumi a chance to fuck himself on his dick. He was needy and desperate, trying to get Sukuna to move, but he didn't realize he had so many others drooling from the sight of his hips moving back so he could take in more of Sukuna's dick. He made it look so easy, but his hole was already loose and wet from the other men fucking him. The amount of cum inside him was the perfect lube. He fucked himself slow on Sukuna's cock, quietly begging for Sukuna to take over and fuck him rough.

"You're so fucking loose," Sukuna grabbed his ass, his fingers digging into his skin. "Only a cock slut can get this wide." He liked the way his cock fit so easily inside Megumi. As the raven-hair continued to move his hips, Sukuna let his thumb slip inside his hole, too.

"Mm~"

"You're a cock slut, huh?" Sukuna asked him.

Megumi twisted again so he could look back at Sukuna while he moved his hips. His expression was nowhere near innocent now. He held Sukuna's gaze the entire time, and nothing could make the man go feral more than keeping eye contact with the drunk disaster while getting his dick wet.

Megumi truly was perfect.

Just like everyone else, Sukuna was whipped, too.

He grabbed Megumi by his hair when he could no longer hold out. "Let's show 'em how much you like getting fucked."

Megumi was exposed and bare. There was nothing for him to hide - not a single facial expression, not the cute little eye rolls or his loud moans. He loved the way Sukuna handled him and it was so obvious.

"Ah, Megumi, you're so pretty." Yuuta was obsessed with that look on Megumi's face, the blissed out expression that hadn't gone away since Sukuna started fucking him. Yuuta got down in front of him, his fingers wiping away his tears. "Do you really like being fucked that much?" He asked sweetly.

Megumi couldn't get a word out. He just moaned with each thrust, his lips shaking and more tears filling his eyes. If he could get his thoughts together, he'd tell Yuuta how much fun he was having just from taking it from behind. However, he didn't need words to explain himself when his body was giving it away.

"Of course he likes it." Satoru knelt down on the other side of him. "You'll take anyone's dick, right, baby?" He kissed close to Megumi's ear. "You'd let us pass you around all night, wouldn't you? You want to belong to all of us?" He spoke lowly in his ear, whispering all kinds of things they could do together.

Megumi's heart fluttered with the fantasy of being used by all these men he loved spending time with. If the bliss on his face wasn't answer enough, it was the way he moaned that gave him away. Or the way he leaned into another kiss planted gently on his skin, and how he desperately wanted to pull both men closer to him.

If none of that answered the question, then it was definitely the way his hole eagerly opened up more while being abused and used for the sixth time tonight.

"Whatever shit you're saying to him, he fucking likes it." Sukuna could feel it and he hoped that Megumi would stay riled up like that. "Call him a slut a few times and I know he'll cum."

"Anything could make him cum."

"It's more fun to see the face he makes when we say it to him, though."

"Megumi~" Yuji cooed to get his attention. "Look up for me." He said and caught those tear filled eyes in the bright light.

Megumi looked so pretty getting fucked from behind. He was just as pretty when Kento knelt in front of him to kiss his open lips, even prettier when he gasped from the loose hold of his neck, fingers gently digging into his skin. What truly made him a champ was keeping his mouth open the second he saw the multiple erect dicks in his face. While panting and gasping, he did his best to focus on getting his favorite men off, but Sukuna was making it hard to think.

He was completely overloaded. Was this what heaven was like? If Megumi could catch his breath, or even have a single thought in his pretty head, he'd say yes. After all, he was a champ at taking so many dicks at once.

He came again in front of everyone.

They all heard the hitch in his voice, the sharp breath, the way he almost squealed as Sukuna stopped so deep inside him. His pretty eyes rolled into his skull again, the bright light above him fading into the spots of darkness. He couldn't hide the way his body reacted this time. He was shaking all over, shivering from the overstimulation and the pure bliss.

It was fucking perfect.

Megumi couldn't scream any louder in his mind.

How many times did he take dick tonight? That was six. But he wasn't counting. All of it was a blur to him. Even after Sukuna was done with him and let him rest on the floor, Megumi couldn't remember what just happened.

He was still hot and it was unbearable.

His face was flushed red from the heat. It could have been the amount of people that surrounded him, wanting to watch him get plowed multiple times tonight. Or maybe the aphrodisiac and the alcohol doing wonders on his exposed body. His hand rubbed up on his cock, thrusting slowly against his palm so the friction could get him off. Even after everything he went through tonight, he had enough energy to try and fuck his hand. He was on the brink of passing out but that didn't stop him.

He wanted to keep going.

That was nothing new about him. Megumi never knew when to stop. He'd have to be knocked out to finally have time to rest…his eyes fluttered close and he let out a quiet breath. He continued to move into his hand and moaned from the numbing pleasure.

The men stared intensely at the insatiable disaster. It was like a dream come true for them all.

And they weren't done just yet.

"Smile, Megumi."

He did. His eyes fluttered upwards towards the bright light, and his lips spread into a lazy smile as he hummed quietly. There was never going to be a better view than his face covered in cum, his eyes hazy, and a smile on his lips like he just went through the best experience of his life.

It was the perfect way to start off his last year of college.

It was one in the afternoon when Megumi felt the vibration of his phone on the bed. He had been asleep for a long while and it didn't feel good to wake up. His arm reached out from under his blanket, patting down the bed to find where his phone was. It was easier than trying to sit up and deal with the pounding headache. The vibrations stopped for a second. Megumi sighed to himself, already drifting back into sleep, but the annoying vibrations started up again.

The feeling was unpleasant.

He found his phone and snuck his arm back under the blanket again so he could answer it.

Before he could even mutter a groggy "hello", he heard screaming.

"Megumi! Wake up! Wake the fuck up!" The shrill was deafening.

He moved his phone away from his face while the screaming continued. He couldn't stand the panic in Nobara's voice, especially when he just woke up from a night he couldn't remember. The hangover was unbearable today.

"Where are you right now?" She yelled.

Megumi hoped - literally begged in his mind - that he was in his own bed in the comfort of his apartment. There was a familiarity where he was laying and he usually didn't get that when he was somewhere he knew he didn't belong.

"Home." He mumbled without checking anything else. He didn't have the strength to peek out from under the blanket.

He remembered being at Suguru's house party last night. He also remembered taking whatever Yuuta gave to him - he asked questions and insisted that Yuuta take one, too, if it was as "safe" as Yuuta said it was. There wasn't much else Megumi could remember from the night. All it took was two hours and way too many drinks for his mind to go blank.

He was very lucky to end up at home.

"Oh, thank God!" Nobara sounded relieved, a lot more relieved than Megumi thought she should be. "How drunk were you last night?" She asked loudly.

That was never a good question to get asked.

"What'd I do?" He groaned.

"Megumi, there's a whole fucking video going around of you getting your guts rearranged by like six different guys!"

Did that explain how he got home? He couldn't remember. It might explain the pain in his back, the dull ache of his jaw, and the soreness of his ass. Six different men had him last night…one of them had to take him home…was it Yuuta? He remembered seeing Yuji at one point.

In reality, all six of them brought Megumi back to his apartment. It was a "generous" gesture from them. They were mature enough to know when the fun was over, even despite Megumi mumbling to keep playing - it took all six of them to keep each other in check since they didn't trust each other to take Megumi home alone.

They got him cleaned up, dressed, and tucked in under the blanket at four in the morning.

Since they had their fun, they might as well take care of Megumi afterwards.

Too bad Megumi couldn't remember any of it. Not a single thing registered in his mind about last night, not even being carried home or tucked into bed. "Oh…" he didn't know what else to say.

"Oh? Oh?! Megumi, you had a whole ass gangbang just to say 'oh'?" Nobara had all the surprise and outrage for the two of them.

It was his first gangbang and he couldn't remember it. So he couldn't exactly be surprised about it.

Was it a good thing there was a video of it?

He couldn't decide yet. It was too early.

"Who's on the video?" He asked.

"Yuuta fucked you-" Nobara couldn't say much more before Megumi gasped out loud.

He sat up abruptly, instantly regretted it, but focused on the fact that Yuuta fucked him last night. It was a dream come true and he missed it. "You're fucking joking!" He said loudly, wincing immediately from the headache. “Nobara, you’re fucking joking. Yuuta fucked me and I can’t remember?” he complained.

"That's not all - wait a minute-" she scoffed dryly, "Megumi we need to talk about how easily you let those toxic men have you. I could go on about Yuuta, but what actually stresses me out is you letting the wonder duo tag team you."

Megumi couldn't remember a single thing. His mind only got a blur of white light and the lingering feeling like he got his back blown out multiple times. He was incredibly sore and that was the only thing he could go off of. "Who else is on it?" He needed to know.

"Kento was on the video," Nobara said, and Megumi's eyes widened, "you were letting Yuji do all kinds of things, and I could hear Sukuna laughing but some girl who had the video didn’t have the entire thing.”

"Wait,” something finally clicked in his mind, “were you watching my sex tape?-"

"Megumi, you need to focus! This isn't about me!" Nobara avoided answering the question but it was clear that she had seen most of the video.

How could she not? The first thing she heard this morning was that there was a video of Megumi Fushiguro, her best friend, being a cum dump for the night. She had to make sure it was true…

Her yelling made Megumi grimace. He moved the phone away from his ear while she continued spilling more details about what he was calling his sex tape.

"Nobara," he cut her off, "it's not a big deal. I just had a little too much to drink and maybe a little too much fun."

"A gangbang." She said flatly. "You're being casual about a gangbang. You had a dick in each hand and one down your throat while getting fucked from behind, but it's just 'a little too much fun'." She couldn't believe he was being casual about it.

"So you did watch?"

"I don't know who hasn't watched."

"Me, apparently." He sighed to himself. Maybe the video was a good thing. "Send it to me." He needed to figure out who did what to him.

He also needed to make sure no one else saw the video, but that wasn't the first priority. Clearly his hangover wasn't letting him think straight.

"I don't have it. But I think one of your boy toys does. Sukuna was the one recording - and honestly, I'm worried because his camera skills were a little too good. He's definitely done this shit before."

She was right and Megumi knew it.

"Nobara, let me call you back." He said quickly and hung up without giving her a second to say anything.

He had a ton of notifications on his status bar. There were missed calls from random phone numbers and people he knew, multiple messages and tags from his social media. It had to be about the video. That was the only eventful thing to happen last night. He was irritated that everyone else was seeing his wild night, which he thought would've been private but turned out not to be - what actually pissed him off was not seeing the video while everyone else got to.

Now everyone was bothering him, sending him naughty and provocative messages about what they would do to him if he gave them a chance.

He clicked his teeth in irritation as he called one of the men that were a menace to his peace.

All he heard was laughter on the other line between multiple people.

"Size queen! You're up!" Sukuna said loudly, cheery. Like he was in a very good mood.

And he certainly was in a good mood considering how his night went. Megumi could hear it in his voice and it was irritating.

"Delete the fucking video, Sukuna." Megumi said.

"What video?" Sukuna tried to play dumb but his laughter gave away that he knew.

Megumi wasn't in the mood to deal with the games. "I'm not joking. Send me a copy, and then delete it."

"You don't remember shit, do you?" Sukuna laughed harder. "You're a fucking riot, Megumi, you know that? I swear you've got every fucking person whipped."

"The video, Sukuna. Send it then delete it."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll send it." He let out a heavy breath, annoyed that Megumi wanted him to get rid of it. If he couldn't have a reminder of the wild night, he needed something to make up for it. Another gangbang was a great idea. "So when's the next time you'll let us raw you?-"

"I don't know." Megumi didn't let his excitement out, he didn't want Sukuna to get cocky. "I can't remember any of it so I guess it wasn't that fun. None of you are memorable, huh?"

Sukuna scoffed. "Lay off the drinks next time and you might actually keep a few memories in that pretty head of yours."

"As if there'll be a next time."

"Once a cock slut, always a cock slut, baby. There's no changing that kind of behavior." Sukuna laughed again. He knew there would be another gangbang, and if he was lucky it would happen again soon.

"Whatever." Megumi huffed out. "Just send me the video." He hung up on him.

Within the next minute, he got a new message from Sukuna. It was the video file - the "sex tape" that Megumi planned to keep. He needed something to remember the night by. His phone vibrated again with another message from Sukuna, the "fuck you" emoji along with proof that he took down and deleted the video from wherever he had it posted. Megumi had to physically hold himself back from writing a flirty text about making it up to him sometime soon.

Instead, he got back under his blanket, more at ease now that he could figure out everything Nobara was just talking about with him. He called her again.

"I have it." He said to her.

"Great! I stopped at the part where Kento rolled up his sleeves. I don't know what he was planning to do next but it looked like he was serious."

"So…you were watching?"

"Megumi, focus." She said sternly. "How many times do I have to tell you this isn't about me? You have a gangbang video going around!" Once again, she didn't answer the question.

"Kind of cool, right?" Megumi smiled.

"What?!" She yelled, and unfortunately Megumi wasn't fast enough to move the phone away from his ear. "Are you fucking crazy? Did they fuck your brain, too?"

"I hope not…I can't remember." Megumi mumbled tiredly. "It's not a big deal anyway, I don't care. I give it a week before people stop watching it."

"I give it a week before you're trying to do it again."

Megumi had absolutely nothing to add to that. Nobara wasn't wrong to say it, and he wasn't surprised. Was there a chance he'd try to have another gangbang?

Yes.

And he had to admit to himself that he wasn't ashamed to agree with here. As long as he was having fun, it shouldn't matter right? He was here for a good time. Just one more year before he'd be gone anyway. Might as well make the most of it.

Even if he was now named the university slut.