Exhausted

Fingers in my hair yank, as Enzo pulls my head back, and Juno's fingers wrap around my shoulders. The pain sends a shock of arousal and energy through my system. I moan as the twins align, then force their crowns inside of me, simultaneously.

“Wha-wai?!” I gasp half-words, but it's too late. Juno shoves down hard on my shoulders while Enzo's muscles tense into a vicious yank. “Oh!” My eyes flutter wide and stare up at the ceiling as my ass is slammed down hard around both of them.

I moan as their double-stuff grinds my prostate so hard that my cock pulses. A heartbeat later, my own cream pours out of me, nine dense ropes stretching from Juno's shoulders to her navel. My little sister grins up at me fiercely as Enzo laughs.

“Pounded straight to oblivion, aren't you, faggot?” Enzo's voice has a mischievous sneer that is so fucking sexy that I hate him for using it on me, “Guess you're even more of a slut than we realised, evidently you can actually take two fat cocks!”

Their hips move as one, spines arching to draw themselves out until only their crowns remain. I quickly move my hands, holding onto Juno's shoulders, for the steadiness I need to be able to take this. The twins quickly slam back into me again.

My entire body shakes and sways with their driving inward ram, as they hammer into me in perfect synchronicity. Their friends watch, staring wide-eyed at their synchronised thrusting, and at my ass as it stretches to accommodate them both.

“Bitch looks tired, E,” Juno murmurs, as their hips plough into mine, their lengths driving to the hilt inside of me. All I can do is moan and arch in answer, doing the job I was meant for, taking it as they use me. I can feel myself beginning to fade.

“Yea, J,” Enzo moans as their meat slams in, then slides out, slamming in again before he continues, “We'll need to bathe him and put him to bed when we're done. You guys mind cleaning up the mess here in the service room while we do?”

“Sure, we'll clean up, we helped make the mess, after all,” Julia answers. I can vaguely see Enrique and Hiro nodding in my peripheral vision, but it's wobbly with how hard the twins are using me. My hole stretches, and my prostate near vibrates.

Even exhausted, Amy's reprogramming has altered all the neurocognitive highways inside my brain. I have a desperate, driving need to service the twins, to complete my duties, before I can surrender to exhaustion. I clamp my muscles down.

“Fuck, he's still so obedient, tightening his ass on our cocks!” Enzo groans.

“Tightening? You two are stretching him to new limits, he should already be tight!” Hiro observes.

“Even fucking tighter than expected!” Juno answers. For another twelve minutes, the twins plough into me, before even their stamina wears thin, and I can feel them pulsing inside me. A warning roar of need and arousal, and then a hard slam.

My spine arches and I gasp hard, choking on air and then catching my breath. The twins pulse inside me in unison, and a heartbeat later, thick ropes of cream pump into me, and rapidly flow out of me, down the back and inside of my thighs.

“Goddamn, what an incredible slut!” Hiro murmurs admiringly, “You two are so lucky to have this bitch freely available. Holy shit he really took all five of us, after taking all five of us and your parents, during dinner. Must be nearly insatiable.”

“Pretty sure we found his limit,” Juno grunts from underneath me as I shudder and slump against her, limp from fatigue, and groaning, “Come on, Enzo, let's get this bitch up and carry him to the bathroom.” I grunt softly as Enzo pulls me up.