In My Mouth

“Fuck, yes, faggot!” the twins both groan together, finally at their limit. Sir forces his crown into my mouth as Miss slides back, leaving only her crown in my mouth. I look up at them, unable to smile with both of them pressed inside my mouth.

One hand from each on my mouth cinching my lips around their crowns, and two thick streams of cum pulse hard on my tongue. I kneel in mindless obedience, taking it as my younger siblings use me as a cum-dump, “That's it! Fucking faggot!”

“Swallow, faggot!” Miss orders. I start to swallow automatically, in brainless compliance, thick loads of cum pumping into me. I swallow repeatedly, their thick, rapid pulsing almost filling my mouth before I can empty it, making me take it all.

“Every drop, fag!” Sir commands. Their fingers on my lips ensure none is going to leak out of my mouth, as I kneel with their crowns pumping cream onto my tongue. For a few short minutes, they simply stand over me, pumping it into me.

Finally satisfied, the twins pull back, looking down at me, and Sir sighs. “Fuck, he's such a fucking faggot. Amy did a great job with the reprogramming. I could get used to simply using him like this whenever we feel like it. Our own onahole fag.”

“Fuck that would be nice,” Miss says, sighing in satisfaction with the idea, “but we should probably wake him up and get going. Shouldn't make our friends wait because we got carried away using this brainless faggot to drain our nuts proper.”

“Yea. You want to do the honours?” Sir asks. Miss nods.

“You can do it next time!” Miss confirms.