Some interns show up

30 minutes later…

"Dude, I'm telling you, this guy is absolutely obsessed with cock," Vincent said, an intern at the government lab where Jason was being held. He was strolling down the hallway with Peter, a freshly minted intern who was still getting the lay of the land.

Peter’s eyes widened, uncertainty in his voice. "And... he’ll actually let us fuck him?"

"Definitely," Vincent grinned. "He’ll either let you fuck him or he'll suck you off, guy will do anything for dick."

Peter hesitated. "And... we're allowed to do this?"

"Well, 'allowed' might be a stretch. But I've done it a few times now and, uh… no one’s caught on yet."

Peter knew there were probably rules about this, but it had been ages since he'd gotten laid, and the idea of sneaking in to get his rocks off was too tempting to resist.

They reached Jason’s cell, and Vincent swiped his keycard through the reader beside the door. It beeped with a mechanical hum, and the door clicked open. As they stepped inside, the unmistakable sounds of sex filled the air, grunting and moans emanating from the room. Jason was pinned between the Wagner twins, their cocks both stuffed in his ass as they fucked him like their lives depended on it. Jason himself seemed half-conscious, small moans and whimpers escaping past his lips. All three men were drenched with sweat and the entire room smelled like sex. Jason weakly looked toward the door, eyes blurry and his body completely exhausted.

"Please… need… cum..." he croaked weakly.

Peter blinked, raising an eyebrow. "Damn... looks like those guys already beat us to it."

Vincent waved a hand. "That’s the Wagner twins, they're also subjects at this facility," he explained. "This subject needs to cum multiple times a day, and the only way he can do that is to have someone cum up his ass. The twins are probably here to, you know, help him out with that.'"

Peter looked back at the scene before him, unsure of how they should proceed.

"Should we come back later?"

"Nah, his mouth is still free," Vincent said, smirking. "Plus, the twins are also conditioned to follow orders, so we could tell them to stop and take a turn with the subject. Or hell, we could have some fun with the twins instead, they're pretty hot. But we shouldn't stick around too long. I'll let you choose, man. You’re the new guy."

Peter’s face lit up at the thought. But what would he choose?