You wouldn't.

How fucked up would it be for you to do that to Matt, especially after he literally saved your ass?

No, you just hang still, showing your resolve to Matt through eye contact. You're not going to literally fuck him over. You see his lips curl into a small smile. Bro solidarity.

"Well, I'm bored." Screws interrupts the moment. "They're boring; go ahead and fuck 'em." You look around the room for Toro and see that he's taken a liking to Tom, at least from the way he's got his fist up his hole and his cock buried balls deep down his throat. Seeing the way Toro is handling Tom makes you feel a strange kind of jealousy. There's an intimacy to their rough mating and Tom looks like he's already gotten his brains fucked out of him twice over. Toro looks over at your group.

"Hah, fuck that! This one's perfect! Look at this!" Toro rips his fist out of Tom's asshole and you see that all of his fingers have rings and wince at the thought of having those things rip through your guts. And then you see what Toro is talking about--Tom's hole gapes for a few seconds and then immediately clenches back into place. "I wanna take this one home with me!" You hear Tom gag and gurgle at that statement. Toro punches into him again and pulls out, repeating the action and watching with wonder as Tom's hole tightens right back up.

"So you don't want them?" Screws asks flatly.

"I'm. Fucking. Busy. HERE!" Toro grunts as he fires a load down Tom's throat. You see his huge balls spasm over Tom's nose as Tom's nostrils flare in a **** attempt to inhale. You imagine Tom taking a huge whiff of Toro's musk. Toro stands up, pulls his rock hard cock out of Tom's throat with a wet, sloppy squelch and then picks him up by his hair. You get a good look at Tom's face--his eyes are red and bloodshot, tear stains all down his cheeks. There's nothing left of the asshole you knew at the beginning of the night in the face you're seeing now. He looks at Toro reverently. Toro smiles widely, bearing his teeth and spits a nasty wad of saliva into Tom's mouth, then heaves him up and rams his cock into Tom's asshole. There's not even a single sign of discomfort in Tom's face--he takes that dick like a fucking pro. You watch in awe as Toro spins Tom around to face away from him, toward the rest of you and fucks him in dominance, wildly bouncing Tom from the tip of his large cock all the way down to his balls.

"THIS ONE'S MINE!" Toro yells as he yanks Tom's head back by his hair. Tom just drools and moans and whines.

"Well shit. I should have lost the Rock, Paper, Scissors game." Screws laments. "What a waste of a good hole."

"Yo, if you're not gonna fuck these two give them to us." Your heart drops as the Twins look at you and Matt. "We don't even want to try getting into the middle of the feeding frenzy over the females at this point and Toro's not giving up that one." The speaking Twin nods at Tom and Toro in the distance, in a world of their own. Screws thinks it over for a minute.

"What'll you give me for 'em?"

"We're not giving you shit, Screws. We do enough favors for your ass as it is, like bringing your fucked up goody bags. We even fucking missed out on fucking everyone else to help you with this failed experiment. This is our due." The biker groupies nod as they chill against the bathroom stall, completely unaffected by the orgy going on around them. You idly wonder what they've been up to all this time--you think you might have heard them gossiping, but with all that's been going on you're not sure.

"Fine. I get to watch, though."

"Not like we're goin' anywhere, dumbass." One of the Twins says. "Not like they're goin' anywhere, either." The other Twin says. Both muscular men move toward you and Matt, whipping their cocks out--fuck, they're thick, you realize, and they're not even fully erect yet! You get a rough tap on the jaw as one of the Twins commands you to open up your mouth. You can feel the same happening to Matt on the other end, but he's not opening up.

You can make a stand here, you think. You and your bro already stood up to Screws and won--you can do it again!

Can't you?

The thought is slapped out of you so hard you see stars and your jaw slacks open. You just got slapped in the face with a cock and it felt like you just got punched! You gag as a thick, veiny cock plugs your throat. Sweaty, musty balls droop over your face and nostrils and your face is rammed by the powerful core of the Twin fucking your face.

You can't see what's happening to Matt but you're imagining something fairly specific:

Matt puts up more resistance than you--he's always been a pretty tough guy, as sensitive as he acts sometimes--and keeps his mouth clenched through the ****. That prompts the Twin at his face to physically pry Matt's mouth open, by squeezing at the muscles of his jaw and using his thumbs to spread his cheeks wide apart.

Your eyes roll back as you get a heady whiff of the stench of the man fucking your throat. You feel his cock enlarge and lengthen as he thrusts in you and you swear you feel the head of his dick digging at the base of your throat.

"Relax." The Twin whispers, massaging your throat when you begin to sputter and panic. "Just open up and take it like a good boy."

You imagine the other Twin fucking Matt's face now--imagine how Matt's eyes are bulging at the sensation of being orally fucked and used like a toy. You wiggle your hips as the sleeve around your cock milks a load out of your cock.

It's not long before the gentle treatment of the Twins comes to an end and you're getting your face battered by big, brutish balls. Both men get into a rut and before you know it the dildo in Matt's ass is getting rammed deeper and deeper into him as the two of you get sandwiched by the Twins.

"Yes, yes! Lock them together!" You hear Screws cheer but you're much too busy to worry about that right now--you're too busy trying to get a breath in between the cock using your throat as a breeding tool. Matt whines and you know he's being spread by the pointy dildo. Your face goes red as the Twin at your mouth buries himself balls deep and holds there, grinding his pelvis against your face. You want to gag but you don't even have the air to do that. You feel yourself turn purple as he pushes you still, as though he were trying to get deeper and deeper down your throat but your fucking face is in the way.

You feel Matt spasm and then you feel a very noticeable pop. And you know Matt's hole just took the dildo all the way to the base. The Twin at your mouth yells and you spasm around his throbbing cock as you feel his hot load shoot down your throat. He yanks himself free, painting your face with the last few spurts of his load. And then he high fives his brother.

And they yell: "Switch!" Bro solidarity, you think, idly. And then there's that cock down your throat again except it's not the same one, it just looks and feels exactly like the one before and before you know it you're turning red, then purple and then there's another load down your throat and over your face.

And then that cock's back in your throat, turning you all sorts of colors and painting your face and insides white.

By the time the bros are done with you and your bro, your face is just a mess of saliva and cum and you're shivering and gasping for air and can't even think because you're pretty sure they fucking killed some of your brain cells.

You're hanging off the bathroom stall hook with your bro, both of you painted lily white after being thoroughly face fucked by two twins.