Juno

Once Dad is finished feeding me, and I have licked up the last drop, I slip my lips off his cock. I turn to the twins, and scoot into a position between them. I reach up with my left hand, and cup my little brother's nuts as I lean forward toward Juno.

It is time for me to learn if the twins will ignore me, as both Mom and Dad did. I lick Juno's fingers, and the twins slip their hands from their own meat. My fingers swiftly wrap around Enzo's thick cock, a little bigger than mine, and start stroking.

I raise my mouth to Juno's crown, kissing gently, then sliding my mouth down onto her. She's just as well-endowed as her twin, filling my mouth as I take her to the hilt. I grind my tongue against her underside, as I slide my mouth down her rod.

I moan involuntarily at the taste of her on my tongue, but neither twin acknowledges my presence. It occurs to me that it may be a rule they've already discussed, that while I am under the table, I do not exist. I am worthless, nothing but a hole.

I can't be certain of that, and I've never seen myself that way, but their lack of any real reaction is unmistakable. I quietly tighten my lips around Juno's hilt, and swallow hard. Every muscle in my throat strokes her, smoothly down to her crown.

I suck hard on the thick root, still in my mouth, before sliding my mouth up, loosening my mouth as I reach her tip. I roll my tongue lovingly around her crown, before grinding the tip of my glossal muscle against my little sister's taut frenulum.

I am rewarded by the faintest hint of an inhalation above me, stifled and quiet. No other reaction, no comment from Enzo, or Dad. I arch my spine and accept being ignored as an unspoken rule I haven't been told of, forewarned about, and I slide.

I silence my moans, on my own instinct, when Dad starts to talk to the twins, about the weather, asking about their plans for the day. I listen, quietly, as I stroke Enzo's cock, bobbing my head on Juno's length, swallowing each time at her base.

My eyes focus on the only thing I can see, since I cannot make eye contact: the dense, wiry curls, and the silk-soft skin, at her hilt. I've always thought she was beautiful, but her cock is like warm, brushed steel on my tongue, soft but also hard.

Her sweet and savoury taste drowns my tongue, as I bob my head on her length. I give her everything I have, silent while they talk, but worshipful. I breathe in, filling my lungs with the musky aroma of the twins' cocks, servicing them both.

I maintain a slow pace on Enzo, a swifter one on Juno, because I need her to cum before her twin brother. I need him to do it in my mouth, so I have no choice but to split them up. That feels uncomfortable to me, but I have no longer have a vote.

When Juno starts to pulse, she still remains silent, at least toward me. She offers me no acknowledgement of any kind as I continue to bob my head. As the first pulse of her milk lands on my tongue, I freeze, leaving her entire crown past my lips.

I quietly tighten my lips around the underside of her helmet, continuing to stroke Enzo's meat, slow and smooth. Steadily edging him upwards, keeping him hard, I drink from Juno's shaft. She fills my mouth four times before her release is done.

I lick the tip of her crown, then slip my mouth down to the hilt, clamp my lips down, and drag my mouth up. I forcefully milk Juno's cock for every drop of her release, licking her crown again, before I take my mouth off of her meat, entirely.

Kissing her crown to show my thankfulness for a serving of her milk, I slip just a little bit sideward, so I'm solely in front of my little brother, now. I lean forward, using my hand to tilt his cock down toward my face, the easier to take in his length.

My hand slips off his cock as his crown slides past my lips, smooth and calm. The conversation above me continues, casual, as if I am not kneeling underneath the table, swallowing every last cock. Enzo acknowledges me with a single subtle move.

He plants his foot on my cock, pinning my hard shaft to the floor, declaring his authority over me. I grind my tongue into his frenulum in answer, acknowledging his claim with submissive action. His foot bobs on my rod once, quiet recognition.

I force myself to resist the desire to moan. His meat tastes wonderful in my mouth, just as Mom and Dad did, just as Juno tasted fantastic. I start to bob my head, bringing my lips down to the wiry curls and silky skin at his base, then up, again.

For a few minutes, I offer Enzo the same reverence and devotion I offered Mom, Dad, and Juno. I start to swallow around his cock each time it penetrates into my throat, until I reach his hilt. I slide up quietly, breathing out around him as I do.

The tip of my tongue grinds against his frenulum, then circles the entire crown, then grinds in, once more. A little added devotion, a servile apology for making him wait until last to feed me. Then I slide down again, while inhaling Enzo's scent.

His foot flexes against my cock, almost like he's acknowledging my wordless apology. I don't moan, because it would be a distraction to their conversation, but I rest my hands on his thighs. I stroke his thighs lovingly, from his knees to his hips.

I worship my little brother's cock and muscular thighs as I bob my head on his shaft. I give him everything I can without a sound made, taking him to the hilt with every movement. I don't deny him anything that I can offer, any trick I've learnt.

When his cock pulses, his foot flexes and presses down hard, crushing my cock against the floor. Silent warning that Enzo is ready to feed me. I slide my lips up to his crown and freeze. A heartbeat later, a heavy river of his milk hits my tongue.

Two more, and he bobs his foot, a silent command to swallow, and I do. Three more pulses, and his foot bobs again, and I obediently let him decide when I swallow. Twice more, his foot bobs on my cock, and I swallow obediently, on command.

When the pulsing subsides, I slide my mouth down on him as I did with Juno, swallowing as I clamp my lips down. I slide up slow, milking his shaft for every last drop of cum, and licking it from the slit of the crown. Then I slide my mouth off.

I kiss his crown, and his foot slides casually off my cock, liberating me. I turn quietly, looking to see Mom leaning quietly against the counter, eating her pancakes, watching. I turn toward her, lowering my body and lifting my head, in silence.

“Yes, faggot, you've finished eating your breakfast, so you may leave the table,” Mom answers the unspoken request, and she nods to me to confirm her permission. I crawl from underneath the kitchen table on my hands and knees, then stand.

“Thank you for breakfast, Mom,” I say, smiling at her lovingly before turning to the table, “Thank you, Dad, Juno, Enzo. It was nice having breakfast with you.” Dad smirks a little bit and lifts one hand, waving a finger in response to my words.

“Having breakfast from us,” Dad corrects. My cheeks warm, and I nod quickly.

“Of course. Sorry, Dad,” I apologise, then correct, “Thank you for allowing me to have breakfast from you, Dad, Juno, Enzo. It was kind of you to feed me.” Dad nods, and the twins simply beam at me, open-mouthed and wide, their teeth gleaming.

“Happy to help make sure our faggot big brother is well-fed!” Juno says cheerfully, and Enzo nods enthusiastically in turn.

“If you're still hungry before we leave, just come upstairs and knock on our doors, and wait for us in the guestroom!” Enzo adds, and Juno nods enthusiastically in confirmation. It's nice to know the twins are willing to ensure I won't be hungry.

“You should visit Amy, this morning, faggot,” Dad says, “She will want to check on your reprogramming, I'm sure. You did volunteer to be her certification thesis, after all, slut.” I nod immediately in answer, uncertain if she means to pick me up.

“Yea. I'll text her to see what she wants me to do, Dad,” I reply, “Thank you for reminding me.” Dad nods, and I walk out of the kitchen to go to my room, and with that, my smartphone, so that I can send Amy a text message and check in with her.

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